Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Mysterious Girl

“Prof Handoko,” replied Morgan very briefly, making Mr. Hendi nod in understanding.

“There are more to ask about the hall and others, Mr Hendi?” ask Morgan.

“Nothing, Sir. Maybe later I will ask again with Mr. Handoko, if there is a question that I will ask,” replied Hendi, making Morgan a small nod.

“Alright, I think, this event is quite up here. If you have any questions, please contact Prof Handoko. Regarding your teaching schedule, maybe I will adjust it first so as not to clash with other activities. But obviously, the activities start after this semester is over. So, thank you,” Morgan ended the meeting this time.

Morgan hurriedly left those who were still in the room. He could not stand the circumstances around which made his head almost explode.

Morgan rushed to his room to just relax and take a break from his fatigue.

“Clekk ..” Morgan opened the door to his room.

“Brukk ..” He closed that door again.

Morgan walked towards the sofa, and threw himself on the sofa of his room. Not felt, things like this can also drain a lot of energy.

“Drtt ...”

Morgan's phone is shaking. He reached into his pants pocket and saw the contents of the incoming message.

“Don't forget lunch.”

Fill in a short message from Ara.

Morgan smiled faintly as he saw a short message from her.

Incidentally, Morgan also did not eat breakfast this morning.

Morgan felt, the chronic maagh he suffered, had begun to relapse.

Since the departure of the Princess, her life has become more messy and also ruined. He often does not eat, and is often alone in the room.

All he did was drink the shochu. Unexpectedly, it even created a disease in him.

Fortunately, Arash always bought food when Morgan was on campus. Otherwise, it was somehow possible that he would not touch the food in the slightest.

As time went on, Morgan changed his lifestyle slightly. As Morgan continued S-2 in Japan, he began to regularly return for food, because Meygumi was always there for him.

But, it's only temporary.

Morgan only returned again in his dark time torturing himself again. Moreover, after returning to his homeland, he had already started to be unable to take care of himself anymore.

Until finally Morgan thought to be a better person again, because he was the one who met Ara again. The person he had always liked before he knew the Princess.

In fact, at that time Ara was still not this mature. Morgan only knew him when he visited Arash's house, to do the matter of preparing for the High School graduation exam together.

At that time, Ara was still very small. She is still very cute and innocent because she is still 8 years old.

It was beautiful back then, Morgan thought.

Morgan took out his wallet and took a photograph. Morgan watched him very happily. In the photo, Morgan and smiling Ara look at the camera.

At that time, Ara who was always possessive to take Morgan to take pictures with her. He loves taking pictures of himself. Morgan was interested in taking pictures. Every time Morgan visited her, Ara always dressed up, like a teenager who was kasmaran.

Of course it was all he did, with the aim that Morgan could photograph it beautifully.

Morgan can only smile, while remembering the events between himself and Ara in the past.

“No feel. This feeling has been buried for 10 years, and back again now,” shrewd Morgan, while still staring at a piece of the photo.

Morgan felt himself happy because of it.

“But, I don't know, until when can I hang with you like this,” shrewd Morgan, who is back to mellow with the circumstances.

There is something that Morgan is worried about if he really has to step up to a more serious level with Ara. He still hasn't thought of getting there. There are still many things to consider, before you can move forward.

“Tok .. tok ... tok ....”

“Include,” shouted Morgan.

Someone walked into Morgan's room, carrying plastic in his hand. Morgan became curious about what he was carrying.

“Excuse me, Sir. I deliver food ordered by the girl who said she was the father's girlfriend,” he said.

Morgan was rather touched to hear it.

Just been nostalgic about her, I never thought, Ara is this concerned right now, Morgan thought.

Morgan took the parcel.

“Still a lot, yes,” says Morgan.

“Excuse me, Sir.”

The deliveryman left Morgan's room.

Morgan immediately sat in his chair, opening the food that Ara had ordered for him.

Morgan saw, there was his favorite fried rice. He smiled and tasted the food.

Morgan immediately took his cell phone. He wanted to say thank you to Ara.

“Thank you. The food is good,” Morgan type in the chat column.

But he felt, it seemed too formal.

Morgan deleted the message he had typed.

Morgan again thought of a nice thank you for him.

“Good really use send food all.”

Morgan reread it. It seemed, he said things as if Ara had not been kind to him all along.

Fretfully, he deleted the message again.

“Ahh ... why so dizzy yourself think of chat to your own girlfriend?” morgan muttered in annoyance.

He put his cell phone on the table, then ate back his food, while thinking about what speech was appropriate to thank him.

“Drrtt ...” Suddenly Morgan's phone shook, making him stop his activities.

There was one incoming message with a number he did not know.

The curious Morgan, quickly opened the short message and immediately read it.

“The fried rice is good, right? I know you like fried rice.”

Fill out that short message.

Morgan was suddenly shocked by the content of his message. Apparently, it wasn't Ara who sent this food for him.

Morgan pondered, apart from not knowing about who had sent the food for him, he also pondered that it was fortunate that he had not sent Ara any thanks at all. If you have time, maybe the child will act again.

His tough nature is still not fully under Morgan's control.

Morgan pleaded in disbelief, “so, who sent this food, and claimed to be my girlfriend?” shrewd Morgan with cynicism.

Given the strange events that occurred, Morgan became worried about him. Maybe this isn't the only one. No one knows if the mysterious person would send something back to Morgan.

If it is like this, do not let events like this happen again. I don't want to accept anything more after this, thought Morgan who started to limit herself.

“Bruukkk ...”