Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Suspicion arises

“Deg ...”

Ara's heart kept racing strongly, making her lose the word to answer Morgan's question that was very ambiguous to her.

Ara didn't know what to answer. His current problem, Ara was also already carried away with an atmosphere that made her feel this happy.

But, I'm not ready to feel that anymore, Ara thought.

“A-I'm not ready,” shriek Ara nervously.

Morgan was silent, and even kissed Ara's cheek. The atmosphere looks so awkward.

Ara did not dare to speak a word. Ara was worried that Morgan would force her to do that stupid thing again.

Morgan looked at Ara's face from the side corner.

“No problem. You can refuse,” said Morgan with a tone like a person who is disappointed, but trying to accept everything with chesty.

Ara smiled, and tried to gather her courage to just give her a gift for understanding her current state.

Ara turned to face him. He wrapped his arms around Morgan's neck, leaving Morgan speechless.

Ara tried to get close to Morgan's face.

“Cuppp ...”

Ara peeked her left cheek for quite a while. Morgan was silent, while receiving the kiss that Ara landed right on her cheek.

Ara was happy, because Morgan was constantly learning to understand her situation.

Ara also looked at her face, which was able to fascinate her.

“Still yes, already want to understand,” shrewd Ara, then throw a smile at Morgan.

Morgan gave a small nod, placing his hands on both sides of Ara's cheeks.

Morgan then put his index finger on his lips, “here, ?” morgan asked, making Ara embarrassed by it.

What harm? Just a brief peck on my lover's lips, won't make me lose my pride like before, thought Ara who was smiling looking at Morgan who was in front of her.

“You want to start, what am I?” asked Morgan, who was able to make Ara smile uncomfortably.

Without further ado, Ara immediately kissed Morgan's lips very softly and animatedly.

Ara really enjoyed the good times at the beginning of this courtship. Although, he was still not fully able to accept Morgan as the person he cared about, at least Ara was trying to continue learning to accept him.

***

Ara and Morgan set off for their college.

They were now almost at their destination.

Along the way, Morgan continued to clasp Ara's hand, and did not let go of her grasp the same

once.

Ara was happy, because of the little thing Morgan had done. He understood what Ara needed.

Ara just needs warmth from someone she cares about. Ara had not felt this kind of thing for a long time. Even with Bhishma, Ara almost never felt this happy.

Maybe because their love story is fairly short, so they have not had time to feel the beauty of making out with the person he loves.

“About the car pinter, so hold my hand mulu?” ledek Ara, made Morgan look at him cynically.

“Biarin aja,” he said cynically, who still holds Ara's hand.

Ara chuckled at the response like a child.

“Oh yes, you really do not have a clock?” ask Ara.

Hearing Ara's question, Morgan immediately checked his cellphone.

Accidentally, Ara saw the wallpaper on Morgan's phone, which used a photo of the two of them.

Ara was very happy because Morgan made himself her priority.

“I forgot, today there is a meeting schedule with Kaprodi and Wakaprodi. About the agenda that requires all students to follow at least one type of extra-curricular,” he explained.

Morgan looks very confused. It is clear from his expression.

“Lho, why are you laughing?” tanyakanya.

Ara tried to stop her laughter.

“Udah kayak era SMA aja, must really join one exkul,” muttered Ara, who immediately continued his laughter.

“Udah lah, you will still have the default SMA, you are also new semester one,” said Morgan with a tone like meledek.

Ara who was laughing, suddenly just changed the mood to be upset, because Morgan who mocked her like that.

Ara glared at him while pawing at herself. Morgan, who had understood Ara's behavior and attitude, could only look at Ara with a proud look, because he had managed to turn things around.

Morgan immediately turned his gaze towards his phone.

Ara has arrived at a special parking lot for lecturers on the campus. Ara tries to convince herself to get out of Morgan's car.

Ara could not accept that the Morgan fans later, will look for himself and bully Ara all-out, because Ara is too close to Morgan.

Ara wasn't ready for all that.

Morgan looked at him, who was just silent, not getting ready to enter the classroom.

“Lho, why?” asked Morgan who was confused by Ara's situation.

“I don't want ya, until everyone in this campus knows that we're both now dating,” threatened Ara to him.

Morgan, who heard that, immediately shifted his focus to his cellphone.

Morgan understood, if he served Ara who was possessed like this, it would not be good later.

Ara was confused because Morgan did not answer her words at all. Ara turned towards Morgan.

His eyes were round, because Ara saw Morgan who was focusing on his cellphone, making Ara very upset because she felt Morgan was not paying attention to his words earlier.

Ara who was upset, immediately seized her mobile phone from Morgan's hands.

Morgan turned to him in surprise, “eh ... what the hell?” ask Morgan in a slightly upset tone.

Ara ignored him and even checked the contents of the chat from her cellphone.

There were countless numbers of unknown people, which Morgan himself did not keep. There were only a few lecturer numbers, as well as the Morgan family number that Ara was familiar with.

There were also some contacts that he had already named, but Ara did not know him at all. Ara caught a glimpse of the message Morgan had ignored, but only from the outside, not reading it from the inside.

Ara was very surprised by all the messages from them. All the numbers that Ara did not know, it turned out that they were all female numbers. Ara tried to restrain herself, so as not to vent her emotions freely.

“What the fuck?” asked Ara cynically, while continuing to read the contents of the short message from all of them.

Morgan was silent, unmoved and he seemed to allow Ara to see all the contents of her message.

“Pak Morgan, how are you?”

“Pak Morgan, Number is new again?”

“Pak Morgan, it's me silvi.”

“Pak Morgan, can you meet later at cafe xxxx?”

“Bapak handsome, how to change the number not ngabarin me anyway?”

“Pak Morgan really don't bales chat me anyway? Kan miss.”

“Mr, i miss u.”

Ara glared, while constantly reading the contents of the chat from them without seeing it from within the chat room.

Ara did not want, if they thought, Morgan had read the contents of a short message from them.

“What does it mean?” asked Ara in an even more cynical tone, than before.

I was constantly reading from the beginning of the message, with different phone numbers.