Aunty's Matchmaker
High Brake Specs

"Thank you, yes," Deo stammered.

Scroll towards the canteen door, my heart was satisfied as she chose to go back with her lover.

"God, hey!" call Deo who makes me flinch in shock and stare at him.

"You see what, anyway?" deo asked, glancing at the door of the canteen, and luckily there was no one there.

"Nothing, really. No one," I'm quick.

Aulia and I had to part ways with Deo because we were different majors. This morning class will be filled with the lecturer, who else if not ....

"This, this is what I like. Classes are filled in early in the morning with cute people, so. You can wash your eyes, saucy like Mr. Malik. This later, which entered all her stomach like a 9-month-old pregnant person," Aulia grumbled.

"Absolutely, Mr Malik?" ask me to focus in a straight direction.

Aulia stared at me, "Lu is blind or what? Yes, obviously Mr. Malik saucy, woy! But, honey. His girlfriend is there, insecure I am. Where is able to fight Mis Vilo."

"B, b is called saucy. Nice specs according to you are too low!" my lips.

"What do you think is a tall saucy spec?" ask someone with a baritone voice from behind.

A familiar voice, was he really behind? Oh, myGod! Why should she listen to her student talk, anyway?

We of course stopped immediately when we felt shocked by the sudden voice of someone.

Aulia turned her body first, whereas I glanced at her expression with the body still turning back to the person.

"e-eh, Sir. I-this, anu, what's his name? Abibah was a joke, sir," said Aulia to my defense.

Wow ... Look, he's the best friend! Because, I will always defend myself either wrong or wrong.

"I asked your friend, you can go to class now!" tell him firmly.

Coincidentally, we were already in front of the class. Of course Aulia immediately nodded and went inside staring at me.

Aih ... What the fuck the stare, does he think I will be eaten by a crocodile? No Aulia! I'm going to get into the belly of this lion mah!

"Ehem! Do I need to turn your body around?" ask Mr. Malik back.

Quickly, I turned this body around. Even the hornbill wanted to hurry, I almost spun.

Gleg ...!

Kutelan saliva a lot because it feels the throat suddenly dry season when just drinking two glasses fitting in the canteen.

Silent. Mr. Malik has nothing to talk back to, I'm talking about his activities now. With a little courage, I loosened this face to look at him.

'Shit!' my mind when it turns out he is also staring at me.

I show a five-finger smile, even ten fingers can also enter my mouth with a big smile!

"What's up, huh, sir? If there's nothing else, I'll let you go inside. Come, Sir!" pamitku and began to move this stiff foot into the room.

"Who let you in?" asked Mr. Malik with a flat face and approached towards me.

"So, what should I do, sir? I am here to go to college to study. If I don't come in later, it means I'm not learning. If I don't learn later I won't pinter, dong!" my firmness.

A second later I just realized, 'Sih, I'm the one who insisted! Jeez Abibah, you're so fucking human! If he gets angry, how?' my mind curses itself by subduing its gaze.

"Are you sneering at yourself or me in your heart?" asked Malik to open his voice again.

"Huh? No, Sir! No one's sneering, really," I quickly chimed in.

"I'll wait for the answer in my room!" he insisted and went in before me into the room.

"Huh? What's the question, woy?" my murmurs looked at the back that placed the book on his desk.

I quickly regained my senses and quickly ran towards the empty table and bench. Anywhere I can! And of course, the empty ones just stay behind.

Because, the girl will certainly immediately hunt the front bench when she knows Mr. Malik who entered.

One hour of Mr. Malik's lesson has been completed, "Alright, our meeting is quite up here. Especially Abibah Eviza, do not forget to go to my room first before continuing your next class!" firmly Mr. Malik and passed out.

I who was compiling a book to put in a bag immediately threw a shoulder when it turned out that his speech was not kidding.

Some eyes were staring at me with eyes that did not like, yes, certainly those who liked Mr. Malik.

I put on the bag and stood up to leave the classroom, "Lu why are you being told to Mr Malik's place?" aulia asked walking beside me.

I just shrugged indifferently, "Ke perpus, yuk! I want to do my job for the next subject!" I said walk towards the library.

"Well, you'll be told to Mr. Malik's room!" obviously Aulia reminded me when I remembered.

"Bodo! Besides, it's more important than Mr. Malik!" ketusku by swinging footsteps rather quickly.

Aulia's running voice was heard following my footsteps, we went straight into the library looking for a book related to the task.

The next two hours of classes are just about to start, today I only have two classes while Aulia will have additional classes.

Actually, I would also like to have an additional class. It's just, don't want to have to ignore my cafe.

Half an hour passed, I focused on writing and searching for answers in the book I was reading.

"Give me, look for Mr. Malik!" said someone standing at my desk and Aulia.

Aulia and I looked at the man, "Now?" ask me to knit an eyebrow.

"Yes, to Mr. Malik's room, yes!" After saying that, he finally passed from before us.

"Udah, sana! Ntar, scolded by Mr. Malik, you know," said Aulia.

"It's so hard for lecturers!" my gerutuku compile a book and bring it. The plan is, I'll take the book from this library to Mr. Malik's room.

I want him to know that I have a more important task than serving his unfaithful debate.

"There are still three more things that have not been solved!" my grumbling on the way to Mr. Malik's room by hugging the printed book as well as my writing book.

"Well, if the discussion isn't important, I'm staying with him!"

"Arggg ... why, anyway? Why is that Mr Malik?"

Various swearing I issued before the sweet snobs later in front of Mr. Malik, however I want my value is good also a quick thesis in acc by him.

I took a breath and threw it away slowly, "Patiently, you should know that he is your lecturer. If you insist on him and his emotions, it could be messed up!" my murmurs were encouraging themselves.

Ht ...!

Ht ...!

Ht ...!

"Who?" ask someone from inside.

"I, Mr. Malik. Abibah," I half shouted.

"Please enter!" her word.

Kukhin ...!

'Astagfirullah Mr. Malik ...!' I quickly lowered my gaze.