Young Lecturer Love Cage

Chapter 5

"What are you doing?"

Laura came to a realization from her shock after hearing the question that came out later from Sabiel's mouth. He immediately smiled awkwardly at the young lecturer.

"Am I bothering you?" sabiel asked who walked up to the chair in front of Laura and directly sat on it.

His two hands were intertwined in front of the table while his jet-black eyes stared at the glasses-cloaked beautiful girl before him.

"No. Not at all sir." Laura shook her head.

"What are you doing?" Sabiel's eyes signaled by looking at Laura's laptop.

"Ordinary writing." Laura looks clumsy. "What are you doing here? Didn't the teaching hours pass a while ago?" tanyanya.

"There's a bit of business with the library manager" Sabiel replied. "What did you write?" sabiel asked still curious.

"Of ordinary prose." Laura smiled shyly.

"Proverbs? Are you a writer?" Sabiel seemed interested.

Laura shut down her laptop before she answered her question. His view is passionate.

"Yes. You could say that. Amateur sir." Laura chuckled to herself at her words.

Sabiel nodded in satisfaction. He had expected, there must be something else from the girl before him. His seemingly indifferent attitude, the selection of words he always uttered, and his relaxed appearance without the desire to look beautiful. It was the complete package of a woman who was 'special' in her view.

In his heart, Sabiel held his own admiration for the girl.

"What writings did you make?" Sabiel could not stop asking.

"Anything." Laura answered straightforwardly. He took off his glasses and put them back where they were on the table. His eyes glanced at the window nearby. After that he put the glasses into a backpack that hung on the side of the chair where he sat.

Sabiel was stunned by two beautiful dark brown eyeballs adorned with Laura's plump eyelashes when the girl looked back at him. This was the first time for Sabiel to look closely at the beauty of Laura's face.

Worth the students in his class, did not stop talking about Laura on the sidelines of the lecture.

"Will you be here long?"

Laura's question lifted Sabiel back from her entanglement in the girl. Sabiel saw Laura was ready with her bag and laptop. Laura's leaving the library.

"Well.. I'm still gonna be here." Sabiel stuttered for a moment.

"alright. The rain has died down. I have to get back to the dorm." Laura saw the window that showed the rain had stopped, leaving only a small speck.

"okay." Sabiel nodded while looking at the window.

"Excuse me sir." said Laura half-bending. Sabiel stood up to let Laura go.

"Hm.. Laura." - Laura." Sabiel called out to Laura as the girl walked a few steps from her desk.

"Yes sir?" Laura stopped and looked at her teacher.

"You live in a dorm?" ask Sabiel

"Yes. Gumilar. I live in a gumilar dormitory." replied Laura.

Sabiel nodded before then he asked again.

"Where can I read your writing?"

"Gettle.com." Laura gave me her blog address. She smiled pretty before finally putting her foot back on.

"All right." Sabiel smiled happily. His eyes glittered enthusiastically. Like a pirate who finds a treasure map.

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"Mrs is home?" sabiel asked the two old ladies.

"Not yet Master" replied a younger-looking woman.

"Do you want to prepare a meal?" ask the oldest woman. His face was eaten with age. She had long been a maid in Sabiel's residence. So that the woman from East Java has memorized the condition of her master's household. How the attitude of his wife who does not provide maximum service to her husband, and how the attitude of her Master who seemed resigned and patient to face the attitude of his wife who always pursued a career to forget her role as a wife.

Sometimes the old woman thought what made Mr. Sabiel was still patient so as not to decide to separate from Madam Intan. His mind was almost in the same sense as the minds of the other servants who worked at the Sabiel residence. They were secretly amazed at the patient attitude displayed by their Master. People say patience has its limits, but the maids in the house feel it's not entirely true. Because there is one person who seems to have unlimited patience, and that is their Master. Sabiel.

"yeah. Prepare dinner." said Sabiel who then walked to his room on the second floor, while the two aides began preparing dinner.

Sabiel had long been used to eating alone without Intan present at his side. Intan has more dinners with her coworkers out there. Once Sabiel protested his wife's habit, asking Intan to return home before he returned home. However, it is also a reason if a husband wants the presence of his wife when he is tired of working all day. Sabiel also wants to feel happy and warm when he gets a welcome home every time he returns home.

For some time Intan responded to Sabiel's protests. She cut her working hours until when her husband came home, she came to greet him. But unfortunately, the selfish nature that is rooted in Intan seems to be irreversible. In just a few weeks, Intan returned to being an ambitious woman in a career. He devoted almost all of his time to working and gathering with his colleagues. Even sometimes on weekends, there are only a few events that he said about the work he should go to. As a result, Sabiel felt alone again. All her needs are always prepared by her own housemaids. Without Intan's involvement as a wife in it.

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Dinner time is over. Sabiel is now in his study. Intan has not yet been seen returning from her work. Sabiel doesn't care.

He sat on the work chair after putting on his pyjamas. A glass of warm chamomile tea is near a small figura in the corner of the table. The herbal tea made from chamomile flower petals always managed to make Sabiel sleep more soundly. That is why he always asked his assistant to provide the tea sometime after dinner.

Sabiel started to turn on his laptop that was on the desk. The rapids look agile dancing on the surface of the keyboard.

Her eyes shone brightly when she saw the front view of Laura's blog page.

Slowly, he lowered the mouse in the direction he wanted. Clicking on some of the archives that are there. Sabiel was amazed by the number of active followers on the blog site. The number even reaches hundreds.

Sabiel's eyes continued to browse through page after page of Laura's blog. Laura turned out to be a girl full of thought. The beautiful girl turned out to be very smart at stringing up words. On some pages Sabiel read about Laura's views on Human Rights, about political conspiracies and so forth. On the other page he told me about his favorite cat who died hit by a vehicle. In another section, Sabiel sees some rhymes and prose that must have been made by Laura herself.

"Breathing with a soulful body.

Trying to get along in their noise. There is a fear of being different. There's a day in real taste." Sabiel read one of the prose that was there.

For some reason, the more he opened page after page of Laura's blog. Sabiel felt one strange feeling stirring in his heart. A feeling he has not felt for a long time. Like a little boy who managed to catch a kite broke up after he ran a long distance to chase it.

Personally, Sabiel definitely liked Laura. Each book reflects its author. Same with Laura's writing. Sabiel tried to guess Laura from her writing. The girl seemed to have a lot of science in her head. With a poetic style of language he can combine the idealist mind with realistic conditions, so that a satirical state occurs.

In one page Laura looks so smart and thoughtful discussing feminism from several different points of view. Sabiel smiled proudly reading the sentence listed there. In his mind he never expected, would find a little girl with big thoughts in his class. The smile continued to expand as his eyes read some prose that caught his attention.

How could such a young girl be so good at stringing words. Make his followers comment well on the word stanza he made.

"Yepaaanng.."

Intan's loud voice from the outside of the room sounded. Not long afterwards also heard his footsteps approaching the door of Sabiel's study. Sabiel stared at the door that was about to open.

Chequek.

That door is open. Intan stood leaning against the door frame in a red pomegranate lingerie attaching seductively to her body.

It turned out a moment ago, when Sabiel was immersed in Laura's writings. Intan is back. She cleaned herself up and changed clothes before finally approaching her husband in the study. Sabiel seemed flat looking at the sexiness Intan wanted to show her.

"I was waiting for you in the room but you didn't come." Intan walked slowly with a trembling motion. His fingers were busy twisting his long hair that was made to wiggle. "Is that laptop more seductive than this wife of yours?" The spoiled sulking Intan looked at Sabiel who was only a few steps away from his distance. Sabiel immediately closed his laptop as soon as Intan got closer to him.

"When are you coming home?" sabiel asked to support Intan's body which began to sit on her lap.

"It's been a while" replied Intan. "You're so cool here, you don't realize your wife is already in the room." Intan cupped his hands together on the right and left side of Sabiel's cheeks.

"I'll be gone soon. Don't you want to satisfy yourself first make love to me?!" Intan smirked seductively. Slowly she kissed her husband's lips. While both his hands reached the surface of Sabiel's athletic body. But his position sitting sideways, making his movements very limited. Intan must be willing to only reach the back and chest area of her husband that she opened forcefully to sleep and pajamas.

Intan continued to kiss Sabiel's lips, until the kiss turned into ******* long. Sabiel seemed uninterested, but he let Intan do what he wanted. As Intan began to kiss Sabiel's jaw and neck, the man closed his eyes. In his mind now only filled with the writings of Laura and the look of her beautiful face.

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