Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Bad First Impression

...Expect to read the initial 7 episodes, in order to understand the storyline. For visualization of figures in chapter 154 yes....

...Thank you....

The warm hand was coiled on the hip of the girl who was very charming, suddenly made the girl look difficult to breathe, because it was depressed by the body of the man's dream.

The posture of this handsome man's body was quite high, making it even more difficult to breathe. Plus, his lips were always able to find a gap, in order to continue kissing the lips

that beautiful girl.

Once again, the man managed to kiss the girl's lips. Every now and then the girl loses control of herself, due to the gentle play and touch of the man, which can make her intoxicated.

I don't know what the girl was thinking.

He felt very passionate about being made by the man.

She is a bad girl. However, he had never felt such a warm sensation from a man like this.

Although the logic is resisting, but the feeling is comfortable, when with the man. Plus the strange feeling in him that kept on churning, forced to come out from within his body.

The man continued to press down on his body which was currently above the body of the sweet girl.

‘Like something stuck,’ the poor girl's inner.

At first the girl looked very upset with him. But the longer, the more he could not resist, and was instead carried away by the atmosphere.

Oh, dearGod.

I don't know what will happen after this.

The girl just kept thinking, the thing that had already happened at this moment.

The man let go of his kiss, and stared inside every side he had on the girl.

He resumed his hot action, along with the girl he had been dreaming of. It seemed, the girl had also started to get used to this hot game. He began to follow his rhythm and stopped the resistance.

At an inopportune moment, the man halted his hot action, and looked back at the girl who had already completely lost consciousness.

“Why stop?” ask the girl in disappointment, while enjoying the rest of her touch.

The man flashed a smile at her, like looking at her ignorantly. Gently, the man held onto the girl's chin, making their gaze meet in a single point.

“I can give you more ...,” he moults slowly the girl's ears, makes her goosebumps again, “if you want,” he continued.

The girl was seen swallowing her saliva. Like it doesn't care about anything anymore.

The handsome man's face, made him more drunk and dissolved in the surge of love that only he could feel.

“Where?” ask the man.

That sweet girl doesn't care about anything anymore. All he needed, was his only true satisfaction at this moment.

He laid the body of the sweet girl, on the bed with a white sheet.

Dissolved into the love of one exciting night, who wouldn't want to?

As long as the man with him is handsome?

...***...

A sweet girl named Arasha, walks towards a very boring class for her. There is nothing more boring than having to sit on the front bench and then listen to the lecturer speak a lesson, which he does not understand at all.

He had to do this, for the personal rights he had right now. The car, the money, and everything he owned, belonged to his mother and father, who had long since abandoned him. All of their possessions are now managed by her brother, Arash.

The fate of the youngest child has always been like this.

Tragically.

To get it all, inevitably he must obey the words of his brother, and must not be in the slightest contradiction to him.

“Huft ...”

Believe me, it torments her.

However, Ara managed to negotiate with him. With a hot road trip, and a long heated discussion, he was not sent to the Outer Country.

Uh.

What was on the mind of the sweet 18-year-old girl, at that time was just freedom.

But, unexpectedly, instead he still had to continue his education at one of the private universities in the Capital, then after he graduated, he still had to continue his education, he asked his brother to help develop his family's company which is almost falling at this time.

What does this have to do with Arasha?

Seen again, Ara was still too young to carry out the task. In fact, he still did not understand, what should be done to deal with some problems, when something urgent later.

Alright. Skip it.

Arasha walks towards her class, which she still does not know. The first day alone, it had made his head hurt, because he had to find a class that he did not know of its existence.

“Ah .. really hard, hell!” snapped, while still looking for a room that matches the paper he holds.

“03 ... 02 ....”

Ara counted one by one the classes from the end, until she finally found the room she was looking for.

“01.”

Arriving in class, Ara sat in a special chair that her brother had planned and also the foundation. He left Ara to the foundation. So, Ara could not dwell on anything for approximately the next four years.

“Suffering, has just begun,” is flowing, while putting his bag on the table.

“Finished four years, breath rest first.” Ara muttered back.

Yep! At the very least, he had to finish his studies and get a Master's degree, to be able to help his brother in refuting the company that almost collapsed it. In other words, it took more than four years to get the title.

The atmosphere of the class is starting to get crowded. One by one the students had arrived, making this room mess. Many of them are still talking, joking, exchanging numbers, some are throwing papers here and there.

Understandably, they have just graduated from High School. The time when they face puberty, the most beautiful time to remember the first love.

Luckily they have passed seven days of orientation on this campus. Horrible times, for new students.

Arasha just sat down while doodling her notebook. There's nothing he can do but that. Because no one wants to be friends with him.

“The plane is sliding!” shouted someone while throwing a paper plane, which seemed to be the result of his own creation.

“Pluk ...”

The paper plane, accidentally hit someone's eye, was behind Ara.

“Ahh ...,” screams while holding his eyes that were hit by the end of the paper plane, making many people try to approach him.

“Fla, you okay?” askthem.

They were very sympathetic with the girl called Fla.

Wait, who is Fla?

Uh.

It doesn't matter to me, Ara thought.

“Haha yes? Sorry, I was accidentally,” said the man in a slightly disturbing tone.

Many people do not accept his attitude and treatment.

“Wey loe shouldn't be, Bro!” yelled loudly at the person defending Fla earlier.

“Loe what do you want?” nyelenehnyah back.

“What loe? Loe thought, I'm afraid of loe?” the challenge was back at the freak.

“Who is afraid!”

There was a fight between the two men. One is known to be named Ray and the other, named Rafael.

There was a clash between the two. However, Ara was not at all interested in all of them. He was just engrossed in his notebook. Because the gadget must be submitted to the foundation at the time of learning hours began.

They start a brawl in front of other classmates. When one of them was about to hit the other one, someone came and blocked his deadly fist.

Whatan, anyway? Just like in the movies! Think Ara.

“Wah ... who is it?” One of the students interrupted, making the other students look at the person.

“Iya, crazy cool bang.”

“Hell again.”

“Udah have a girl belly, yes?”

“Ah, so melt me!”

The cheer of many women melted, because of his heroic actions are rather late, aka the hero of bad luck.

‘That's very ticklish, swear!’ inner Ara who was a bit annoyed saw the reactions from them being too excessive.

“What is this?” ask her in a cold tone.

Spontaneous girls in this class, except Arasha, melt instantly.

They also ended the fight earlier and immediately tidied up their messy shirts, due to their own actions.

“Ask the same people don't know themselves!” ray replied cynically, pointing towards Rafa.

Rafa, who looks unhappy with Ray's attitude, then pulls Ray's shirt collar, but is blocked by other friends.

“Eh, woy relax!”

“Iya bro relax!”

“Don't just hit me!”

“Pake aba-aba, bro!”

“Enough!” cry the mystery man.

They looked at the man's face in wonder.

“You guys, follow me to Kaprodi's office,” he said, then immediately out followed by Ray and Rafa.

‘What campus is SMA anyway? Many of the boys here’batin Ara again, who started to feel uneasy about what happened.

Why were they involved in such a big deal because of such a trivial matter?

‘Gue would not! Wasting my time!’

Yep! Something that has absolutely no benefit in life. Can not make the slightest money, instead spend money on medical expenses, for example.

You fucking idiots.

Arasha looked at the poor girl earlier, who looked like a person in pain. For a long time, Ara felt sorry for him.

“Loe is not papa?” ask Ara to him.

He felt sorry for that poor girl. So, by reflex, he asked her how she was. But that doesn't mean he cares about her.

Not at all.

“Gue no papa kok.”

Short, dense, clear answers that he made.

Arasha simply replied to him with a small nod.

Yes, at least nothing happened to her, that was all.

Soon, the mysterious person returned to the classroom. Everyone looked at him with a fearful look.

Ara's response? It's just normal.

He stood in front of all the students, loudly. Ara looked at him carefully.

‘Yaa at most may not be his face, yes,’ Inner Ara said so, because he has been very disturbed by his attitude.