Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Love Bersemi

Arash's voice came from the door. Ara turned her head towards the door of the room, with curiosity.

Arash looks in a hurry, while carrying a suitcase in his hand.

Ara snorted, lest, Big Brother want to go? N-no! What if Morgan's right to do that tonight to me? Thought Ara who had been scared was half dead.

“Lho .. Where are you going? How in a hurry, anyway?” asked Ara confused.

Arash now arrived in front of Ara.

“No work out of town. Want to discuss the signing of a contract with the client. Maybe two to three days. You are well at home,” said Arash.

Ara objected to what she said.

“Yah .. kak .. I came with ya!” whining Ara to him, but Arash just kept quiet.

‘How is this?’ inner Arash who was objecting to Ara's attitude.

Maybe that silence signifies that I should not go with her, Ara thought.

“Yah ... Brother, come on dong! I'll be suspended for a week. It should be two to three days, don't say!” Ara again whined in front of Arash.

Arash looked at her sharply, big brother does not seem to want me to accompany him, Ara thought.

“Gimana, yes ...,” shimmies Arash, while scratching the nape of his neck that does not itch.

Ara again whining, until holding her hand, “if sister wants to play girl there, no papa really. I will not bring you sister for this time,” said Ara.

Arash looks like a surprised person.

Did I talk to her wrong? Think Ara.

“Yes for Christ, Ra!” muttered Arash while glaring at Ara.

Ara just smirked and chuckled at him.

“What is your brother, then? Yes already. Anyway you can't come. You guard the house,” said Arash, making Ara pensive.

“I promise not to be naughty, plis .. take me yes brother,” whine Ara again, who still keep trying to make Arash become devastated because of it.

“Later or tomorrow, there is a big brother manager and secretary who will come here, to accompany you. Brother go first!” said Arash in a hurry, then left in front of Ara.

Ara looked at her departure with great annoyance, “eh sis! Brother!” ara's cry was ignored by him.

Ara is very upset because of Arash's selfish attitude and can not be resisted.

Is it because he is an older brother, and I am his younger brother, so I can't argue with anything he says? Think Ara.

“Aduh ... how! Morgan's gonna be here. What if there is no brother? He really wants to do it dong same me?” Ara thought things out because of the mistake she said earlier.

I'm really stupid, Ara thought.

“But, brother said earlier, there will be a secretary who came here? Hopefully later tonight, let me not be too how-how fitting left alone with Morgan,” lirih Ara, who tried to think positively.

Suddenly, he thought of Fla, who was still lying limp in the hospital. Ara immediately called Fla, to find out about Fla's condition.

“Tuutt ...”

“Tuutt ...”

“Halo?” greet Fla, make Ara smile.

“Halo, Fla. How's he doing? Have you been mendingan?” ask Ara.

Fla wafted, hearing Ara's words, “it's better. I was at home, really. Tomorrow also ague already allowed to go to campus again,” said Fla, making Ara's heart become calm to hear it.

On the other side, Arash was busy stuffing his suitcase into the trunk of his car. After he finished putting the items he was carrying, he immediately entered the steering chair.

He immediately closed the car door.

Arash let out a long sigh, because given Ara's indirect treatment, it didn't allow her to leave

“Genesis that I feared, happened at this time,” shrewd Arash who tried to calm himself.

“Dringg ..”.

The name “Aresha” is on the Arash mobile screen, making Arash even more unable to say anything more.

With a heavy heart, Arash picks up the phone from the girl named Aresha.

“Halo, Ares?” screeched Arash in a very friendly tone.

“Halo sister. Brother where? Brother so not here, make a vacation with Ares?” ask the cute girl, who made Arash sigh over and over again.

***

Rafa was already in the lecturers' meeting room.

There, the woman Rafa likes, is sitting in front of him while filling the available attendance.

Rafa saw the way he wrote.

So graceful.

Rafa sees her writing her name. His name is Kim Yo Ra. Turns out, it's true. Perhaps, that woman was truly of Korean descent.

Rafa falls in love with her first sight. Rafa looked at him with hope. He imagined, if he could be with her all day, what could they do together?

His eyes suddenly looked towards Rafa. Rafa who was looking at him, became a distraught himself.

Kim smiled at Rafa, making Rafa smile at him.

“Have you done?” ask Rafa.

Kim nodded quickly. The aura is very cheerful, making Rafa so cheerful.

He gave the paper to Rafa, and Rafa received it and then read it a little.

As it turns out, he is an extra-curricular teacher of painting. I really want to learn to paint. I want to stay beside him. I hope, I'm not heartbroken again this time, thought Rafa who had gone too far in thinking.

Rafa stood before all of them, who had already filled his seat. Rafa looked towards them, while occasionally glancing and reading the attendance sheet he was holding.

“Okay all, please pay attention,” said Rafa who successfully diverted their attention.

Now, they were staring at Rafa. He became nervous once, plus, Kim who also kept staring at Rafa.

Rafa became more and more nervous. But he tried to catch his breath. He does not want to be impressed in front of people he likes.

“Before I want to introduce myself. My name is Rafael Tan. Business management student in class 01TPLP001. In the attendance sheet, there are about ten extra-curricular teachers at this campus. But I see, there are only three people who fill in. With a variety of lessons to be taught, namely, PMR, Pencak silat, Painting, Music, Futsal, Basketball, Volli, Nature lovers, Theater, and Swimming. I want to know each teacher's self-introduction. But before, I want to call my lecturer first,” said Rafa loudly and confidently.

“Continue,” said Morgan who suddenly was near the entrance of the room.

Rafa gave a small nod, and refocused on them.

“OK. We start one by one. Starting from the closest of me,” said Rafa.

He began to notice the attendance paper he was holding.

“My name is Gemi Yasmin Yosi, health teacher or PMR,”, Gemi said.

“My name is Hendi. Pencak silat field teacher,” said Hendri.

“My name is Kim Yo Ra. You can call me Kim or Yora. I am a painting teacher,” said Kim, who was able to make Rafa into an erratic dag-dig-dug.