Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Arash's return

Arash had arrived at the airport not far from his residence. Arash looked at Ares, who seemed to be unconscious, as he was still not fully recovered from the drowning.

Arash picked up the suitcases he was carrying, including Ares's suitcase, and immediately carried Ares down to the flight crew.

Arash stepped towards the waiting room, intending to wait for Ilham to pick him up there.

Before long he walked, Ares also realized from his sleep, making Arash stop his steps for a moment.

“Ares still sleepy? If still, sleep again, it is still a long time until his home,” said Arash, who was ignored by Ares, because Ares who was still not fully aware.

Arash sighed, then continued his steps towards the waiting room.

Arriving there, Arash saw Ilham who was standing not far from the waiting room. Inspiration who had also realized the arrival of Arash, immediately approached Arash.

“Ham ...,” strangled Arash, making Ilham throw his smile.

“Where is the holiday? Pleasant?” ask Ilham who was a little pleasantry to Arash.

Arash handed him the two suitcases, and Ilham accepted them.

“Exciting lah, I enjoy, kok,” replied Arash.

Ilham looked towards Ares who was still asleep in Arash's arms, “Ares, seemed tired,” murmured.

“Yes, plus the effect from yesterday he drowned on the beach, so he is not feeling well now,” replied Arash, making Ilham look on in disbelief.

“Hah? Drowned out? How's the story?” ask Ilham who was surprised because of Arash's explanation.

“Udah, as I walk the story,” tepis Arash who already felt objection carrying Ares.

Inspiration smile, “alah.”

They immediately headed to the terminal, and headed for the base ment. Now they're in the car.

Arash holds Ares, who is still asleep in his pank, while Ilham focuses on driving.

They left the airport, and immediately headed towards Arash's residence.

“Where is the story, how can Ares come home too?” tanya Ilham, made Arash turn towards her.

“I have asked the woman for permission, to bring Ares home, and introduce her to Ara, so that she can receive each other,” replied Arash, making Ilham who was driving, and who was driving, sometimes looking at him.

“You are sure of that decision?” ask Ilham who sounds like he doesn't trust Arash.

“Yes, how else? Even though it has been buried deep, the name of the carcass, it will definitely smell too later. I better be honest and tell Ara slowly, than he should know himself,” said Arash, answering Ilham's question earlier.

“Yes, it should be like that, ..” lirih Ilham, who felt that Arash's speech was indeed true.

For a moment they were silent, because there was no topic of conversation. Until finally, Arash remembers something about the girl he likes.

“Where is Jess?” ask Arash.

“Why ask me?” ask Inspiration back, making Arash sigh.

“My number was blocked, this morning when I wanted to contact him, I could no longer access his account. Even all the media is also blocked the same he,” replied Arash in a very sad tone, making Ilham silent for a moment.

“Arash ... Arash ... what's your lack anyway, until you chase the girl up like this?” tanya Ilham made Arash speechless, unable to answer.

The most difficult question to answer, by a man who is already a slave to the love of the woman he loves.

Ilham only fell silent, because he appreciated the privacy of his superiors.

Suddenly, Inspiration came to think of Ara, who was feeling very frightened at the time, making her feel annoyed that she had done nothing to help Ara. In fact, he had been stalking Ara from the beginning Ara out of the gate of his house.

‘Why regret always coming at the end?’ the mind of Inspiration was upset, as it could do nothing to protect Ara.

Arash turned his head towards Ilham, who seemed to have changed mood very quickly.

“Ham, why?” tanya Arash, make Ilham turn to him, “ angry with me because I did not answer your question?” he added, Ilham again looked at the streets on that dark night.

“No, I was just upset again, because I couldn't protect the girl,” said Ilham, making Arash squint his forehead.

“Who do you mean?” tanya Arash was curious about the state of the heart of Inspiration.

The reason, Ilham never discussed anything about the woman in front of Arash, making Arash became half-dead curious to make.

Inspiration seems to be a release, because he does not want Arash to know that he was thinking about his sister, Ara.

“Emm .. no one, no one, really. I was just thinking about the plot for the novel I was making,” said Ilham, trying to shift the subject.

In fact, Inspiration is not at all good at making a written work. Let alone making a work of writing, making up excuses to lie alone, it is very bad.

Arash twitched his forehead even more, “are you okay, Ham? Since when did you become a writer?” asked Arash, making Ilham stutter even more.

Inspiration can only deny his views from Arash, because he already felt very embarrassed to make it.

Inspiration increases its speed, making the car go faster than before.

Before long, they arrive at Arash's residence. Inspiration paused for a moment to catch his breath long.

“Already arrived, Rash,” lirih Ilham made Arash who was almost asleep, to be refreshed.

Arash looked at the clock in his left hand. The clock had shown at two in the morning, making him almost fall asleep in the car.

“Oh, it has arrived,” shrewd Arash who was a little surprised by the words of Inspiration.

“You go in first, bring Ares. Later I brought the suitcase into,” said Ilham, making Arash nod in agreement.

“It's late, just stay here,” said Arash, making Ilham a small nod towards him.

“I went straight to the room, yes. If you want to sleep, go to the guest room aja,” he added, which again was only replied by a nod by Ilham.

Arash entered the house, while still holding Ares.

Ilham looked at Arash's departure. He was silent for a moment, because he felt so tired because he had driven a car, from the airport to Arash's residence.

Inspiration to remember something. He reached into his pocket, and saw a necklace that he was holding at the moment, which was none other than the necklace that Morgan had given to Ara at that time.

“The girl was tucked away. Why could a special item like this be dropped just like that? Fortunately, I saw first, it was not the thugs who took it,” muttered Ilham, who felt grateful that he could save Arasha's important things.

Ilham tightly grasped Ara's necklace, which he was holding, as if hinting at her who would hold Ara tightly, like she was holding her necklace.

“If I could be a little faster than Morgan,” shouts Ilham.

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