Young Lecturer Love Cage

Chapter 7

Gisel looked riled up at the contents of his closet. Since this afternoon he has not found a suitable outfit to attend tonight's inauguration.

A few pieces of overlapping clothes filled Gisel's single mattress to the mountain. Laura shook her head at the mess her friend was making. He saw clothes strewn on the bed and floor. Some makeup tools spilled over on her study desk. Within a few hours, his room turned into a broken ship.

"What are you doing Gisel?!" laura asked, unable to bear to see the mess.

"How's this? I'm confused as to which clothes to wear." complained Gisel as he continued to look at his clothes in the closet.

"God. Of the many clothes you put out. You still haven't decided which clothes to wear?" asked Laura astonished. He walked up to Gisel's clothes lying helplessly on the floor.

"The more choices, the harder it is to decide." Gisel stripped of the clothes he was wearing for the umpteenth time.

"Try this one." Laura thrust out a beautiful knee-length maroon dress with small beads around her collar.

Without saying, Gisel took the dress out of Laura's hands. He wore it in front of a long mirror.

"I feel fat wearing this dress." snorted Gisel while stroking his belly that felt bulging.

"That's the problem" said Laura approaching her friend who was looking in the mirror. In her arms Gisel's shoulders are soft.

"You're not confident." Laura's eyes stared fixedly at Gisel's eyes in a mirror reflection. He smiled gently looking at Gisel's lips which were beginning to pout.

"I'm not pretty like Laura. You see this, the fat on my waist is so noticeable." Gisel pinched a bit of her waist to show it to Laura.

"That's because you love to have dinner." ledek Laura remembers her friend's bad habits.

Gisel chuckled at his bad habit. She did not feel offended hearing the taunts from Laura. Because it is true.

After quite a long time berjibaku with a choice of clothes that Gisel wants to wear. Eventually the two of them were ready to leave the dormitory. Other students who came out of their rooms each seemed ready to walk together towards the campus hall.

The event was held at seven o'clock at night, the seniors seemed to walk half a run to arrive first from their juniors.

Laura walked hand in hand with Gisel. His steps were relaxed while looking at the dark sky with a few stars there. Seeing the extremely enthusiastic Gisel made Laura smile wryly. He should have been relaxing in his room tonight, reading a book and writing for his blog.

But yes, what's wrong with following an event that is only held once a year. There's no harm, right?

The hall building at that time already looked crowded by people. Students from the three dormitories gathered in one large hall. As soon as she passed the entrance, Laura saw many neatly lined chairs in the middle of the hall that had been filled with several students there. The chairs were divided into two sections, the left and right sides being separated by about two meters of distance reserved for passersby.

At the far right, close to the stairs leading to the pulpit of the hall is a food stand lined up lengthwise. Good food is already there.

Gisel pulled Laura's arm to go with her sitting on the left seat. Laura followed where Gisel was taking her, she had not realized the presence of Sabiel who had already noticed her from the direction of the invited guests' seats.

Sabiel was amazed to see a beautiful-looking Laura wearing a salem-colored knee-length dress that was so fitting on her body. The bare brown hair in the booth is decorated with a centipede knot on its left side. Sabiel looked around the hall, his eyes were disturbed when he saw many students from the son's dormitory who turned out to be amazed at Laura's beauty. They seemed to whisper to each other with a gaze that could not be separated from the figure of the girl who was now laughing crisply with her friend.

"Damn!!" he swore in his heart.

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Laura rushed to separate herself from the crowd of people in the hall. His footsteps walked wide towards the exit located at the right corner close to the food stand.

The crowd made it crowded. Moreover, there are some men who make him uncomfortable in there because they keep trying to get close to him. Laura was annoyed by that. He decided to quit the frenetic event.

Before opening the exit, he turned his head again to the crowd in the middle of the hall, his eyes scattered looking for Gisel who seemed disguised by dozens of people who began to busy here and there enjoying the course of the event.

Desperate not to see Gisel there, Laura opens the door. And step through it.

"I'm sorry sir, interrupting." Laura went awry when she opened the door, her eyes looking at Sabiel who was sitting in a long chair while smoking her cigarette.

Sabiel instantly switched off his cigarette. He smiled gently at Laura who was still standing by the exit.

"Cabin." Sabiel gestured for Laura to approach him. He shifted from his seat, giving Laura space to sit beside him.

"I've read your writing." Sabiel smiled happily as he stared at the shock of Laura's face.

"Mother read?" Laura was ashamed of herself.

"yeah. I love your writing." I'm Sabiel frankly.

"thank you. It's just amateur writing sir." said Laura awkwardly. She tidied up a bit of her wind-blown hair while blushing in embarrassment. For a moment Sabiel felt mesmerized at Laura's graceful movements as she tidied back her wind-blown hair. In his delusion, he wanted to gently caress that hair. It will definitely feel smooth on the sidelines of his fingers.

"I read your prose too." Sabiel spoke again. "Oh baby.. The twilight is always waiting. Not bored until later. When my body breathes with your body...."

"When my heart offends your heart." Laura tidied up the prose connection Sabiel had spoken of.

In the crowd that night, their views met. Laura smiled shyly knowing that Sabiel had memorized one of the prose lines she had made. While Sabiel, his feelings are tempered by a sense of pleasure because Laura is so smart to connect the prose verse he said. In fact, it was just one of the few verses of Laura's prose that Sabiel memorized.

"Someday you'll be a great writer." Sabiel.

"Writing is just my hobby, sir. I'm not interested in making it a profession." said Laura politely.

"Why is that?" sabiel asked in wonder.

"My color will only write when I want to. Whereas if I made writing a profession, there would be a lot of pressure going on for me." Laura tried to explain. "Pressed feeling deadline, a sense of saturation when missing ideas or inspiration, not to mention the demand to always make writing out of the box. It could all end up being dull to me."

"But your writing is good Laura" Sabiel said sincerely.

"Good or not it's just the readers who know. I just want to write, just pour what I have in mind." said Laura casually.

"alright. If that's your hobby, keep writing. And I will faithfully read your writings." Sabiel stared gently at Laura's beautiful face.

How quaint. When talking to this girl, Sabiel became excited. He could forget his household troubles in an instant. Laura seemed to make him feel excited again, after a long time.

This girl's. Somehow the more Sabiel read his writings, the more he felt an invisible closeness to him. Laura seemed to pull him to fall in a hurry in his charms. Caught her with her attitude that was filled with surprises.

"Laura." after the silence that had been created earlier. Sabiel spoke again.

"Hm" Laura turned her head to look at the two jet black eyeballs of her lecturer.

"Must.. If we were talking like this. You're not being formal with me?" sabiel was doubtful.

"I-I mean father?" Laura could not cover her surprise.

"Call me Sabiel." Sabiel asked straightforwardly. He smiled looking at Laura's wide brown eyeballs as a result of hearing her words.

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