Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Maniac 4

Bhishma was seen picking up something on his bike. Morgan avoids it, so as not to cross paths to see Morgan. He took a detour, and circled the pole, so that Bhishma could not see him here.

Bhishma went back to the caffee room. Looks like Morgan's safe. Bhishma did not see Morgan at all.

Morgan is safe at the moment.

But, Morgan was curious. What are they really talking about?

Morgan had to wait. Don't let them go without his knowledge. He did not want Ara to be harassed by Bhishma.

Morgan's gut feeling is constantly ugly. He did not know, it seemed like there would be a bad event, which he could not predict, but Morgan could feel it.

“Alright, I think, I have to wait here,” shrewd Morgan, while looking around, worried that someone saw his whereabouts.

Can be a long affair.

After waiting for some time, Ara and Bhishma finally came out with Ara's condition that seemed to be wrong. Morgan saw it as if it were being swept away by Bhishma.

‘What is this? Is he drunk?’ inner Morgan.

They left this caffee immediately. Morgan felt he had to follow her. He was worried, Ara was harassed by Bhishma. Morgan didn't want that to happen.

“Where are they going?” ogre.

Morgan went into his car and then stepped on the gas pedal of his car at high speed. Morgan didn't want to lose track of him. With minimal vision, Morgan tried to catch up with Bisma who was carrying Ara using his motorcycle. Morgan struggled to keep up, as Bhishma was too fast to ride his bike.

Why is Bhishma acting so rashly? That would make Ara uncomfortable.

If it's like this, how can Morgan go after him?

It flashed through his mind, someone who could help him, for him to ask for help. He could help Morgan.

Morgan called him on the phone.

“......”

“Sorry to interrupt the time, I have to trouble you this time.”

“.....”

“Help me. Follow someone who is carrying Ara.”

“So, it's about that jutek girl?” There was a voice that was harassing Ara.

Morgan didn't have much time to respond to his remarks.

“Don't say much. Help me, quickly. They just passed through the alley in front of your house,” Morgan said giving a warning to him.

“Okey.”

Morgan ended the call with him. Hopefully, he can help Morgan this time.

Morgan was forced to ask for help from friends and rivals for him. Dicky, anyone can never lie from him. The prediction is always right, about things that psychologists smell. Ara was caught liking it back then, for playing a body gesture that was fishing *****.

That girl was so stupid, Morgan thought.

Unknowingly, a single smile rose on Morgan's cheek, as he unintentionally thought of Ara. Morgan can't get away from him now. But in retrospect, why would Morgan do all this, if not love each other?

The mood changed instantly, as Morgan realized that he had lost track of them. He stopped his vehicle, looking around.

He really could not find any trace of them.

“Drtt ...”

SMS notification came to his phone. In a hurry he looked towards her.

“Ara and a man I don't know, headed to one of the hotels. My prediction is correct. I asked the receptionist to give me the spare key to the room they ordered. But I failed. Maybe I am less handsome. Haha. You're the one who asked.” The content of a short message from Dicky, making Morgan become upset.

‘Sial! Is that so she can't take care of it?’ morgan's mind is already upset.

Without a second thought, Morgan immediately restarts his vehicle, to the location Dicky gave.

‘ Anyway I have to be fast!’ inner Morgan.

Morgan had already reached the lobby of the hotel he was heading to. Without further ado, he immediately gave his car keys to the hotel's secure parking and gave some money sheets tips to him. Morgan ran towards the hotel lobby with a feeling of uneasiness.

Sure enough the feeling. That bastard had indeed planned something that was not good towards Ara. Why would he take Ara to a hotel?

Morgan can't let that happen.

He walked towards the receptionist. Dicky was there waiting for him.

“Nah ... This is what I'm waiting for, the quiet” Dicky still heard by Morgan.

Morgan stopped with a still-stuck breath. Morgan tried to sigh and catch his breath. He was already out of breath from running so fast, regardless of his safety.

What was on his mind at the moment, was only Ara.

“No need for a lot of pleasantries,” Morgan ran and went straight to his reception desk, “room on behalf of Ara or Bisma,” Morgan said at the receptionist who was on guard.

“VIP Room Floor 30G,” replied the woman with a very professional accent.

“Please provide backup key, for us,” pinta Morgan in great hurry.

He can't let this happen.

“Oh so sorry, sir. We couldn't give it away for any reason,” refused, making Morgan very angry with himself at the time.

He felt himself to be very useless.

If only I had been a little faster to get there, he thought.

“This concerns the self-esteem of my fiancee, Ma'am!” snapped Morgan was trying to explain what was happening at this moment.

“We understand, Sir. But sorry, this is the policy and regulations of hotel.”

Morgan threw away his gaze, so upset. He saw Dicky, looking at him, as if to ask him to give an explanation of what he had just heard. But Morgan had absolutely no time to explain.

“Except-” said the receptionist was hanging.

Morgan and Dicky looked at each other hearing the exception.

***

Morgan ran to the elevator that he was going to take. He was in such a hurry, that he again forgot about his safety.

Morgan looked at Ara and Bhishma who had already entered the elevator at the other end. He was running around in great haste, hoping to get in their way.

‘****! That's them!’ inner Morgan was upset.

He tried to block the elevator, so that they could not go to the place they had ordered.

Morgan did not have time to hold him. The elevator doors were already locked at this moment, carrying those inside.

Morgan stared at the closed elevator door, very upset.

“Argh!” he shouted that was upset by the circumstances.

Dicky was trying to push the elevator button next to him.

“Sial! It's still 15th floor! We won't be able to!” dicky muttered continuously in his ears.

Morgan glared, as he remembered something in his mind.

Wait, I forgot something, Morgan thought.

Morgan spontaneously turned his head towards Dicky, who was also looking at him.

“Emergency ladder!” we said it spontaneously.

Morgan and Dicky left the elevator to head to the emergency stairs.

Morgan tried not to be so late.

‘Ra, wait for me, yes,’ her inner worry.