Duren Campus
University

Cracking..crete..crete! The sound of high heels clearly sounded towards the classroom. Red shoes with a height of 18cm, sound out a unique tone.

Alex heard the unique move. One more year He was at home taking care of his children without paying any more attention to any women. In Alex's heart there's only one Nindi.

“Happy day everyone.” Echoes of female voices appearing on the right door of the classroom. The sound of the shoes became clearer now that it was approaching Alex. Alex also tried to look to the left to avoid creatures that suspect have a look that must be beautiful.

The woman approached. By putting both hands on Alex's table, his chest was right in front of Alex's head. Can't stand the curiosity Alex decided to raise his face.

Damn it!!! Alex's nose was stuck in the lecturer's chest. Alex's entire face was fixed with a large chest wrapped in red cloth. The beautiful lecturer in his thirties was standing right in front of Alex. The lecturer was dressed in tight red, and a tight black skirt.

Alex held his breath in case he also smelled an unbearable fragrance. The entire student/i silently watched the two of them. Alex stood up instantly, and wanted to walk out of the classroom in a hurry.

Dungs! mr. Alex fell, his leg stuck in the chair he was sitting in. Suddenly the class boomed, all the students and sororities laughed out loud. Same with the Lecturer. The lecturer laughed beautifully with both hands full covering his mouth.

“Alex doesn't need that much against me. I never got angry in class. When teaching, I attach more importance to science than adab.” Said Mrs Dosen teasing.

Alex, who was standing, sat back in the same spot. The hands of the Lecturer Mother moved slowly and held the collar of Alex's shirt. The class calmed down again, they all noticed Alex looking attractive in the eyes of the Lecturer.

Then the taper came down to the first button of Alex's shirt. Alex flinching. He was ridden in adrenaline which started to let out cold sweat.

“Father Alex, uh I mean Alex, this has not been buttoned.” Said Ma'am Lecturer softly while buttoning Alex's shirt. Alex's sweat is still pouring out slowly. He threw his eyes down now.

Holding Alex's chin, the mother lifted Alex's face using the ends of her lentic fingers. Alex's face remained in front of his face.

“MashaAllah. What a beautiful face of this Lecturer.” Alex muttered in his heart. This time he no longer held his gaze. He dared to look at the lecturer. They both look at the eyes. The four eyes looked at each other without blinking.

The bundle was behind the black cloth slowly drifting away. This time Alex is focused. He enjoyed the show in front of him a little. Then suddenly the Lecturer turned his body.

“What do you see Alex?” Madam Lecturer asked while raising her right eyebrow. Alex was silent and down. The Lecturer walked back to Alex's chair.

“Alex...” The beautiful lecturer changed his tone. Instead he was upset to see Alex. The lecturer called Alex's name gently.

Alex no longer dared to lift his chin. His cold sweat came back out, the more, and the firmer. Then the Lecturer took a handkerchief in the pocket of his back skirt. He wiped Alex's sweat very gently and slowly then raised Alex's chin again.

The beautiful lecturer and Alex looked at each other again. The lecturer slowly approached Alex's face. Very slowly, the nose of the Lecturer began to touch Alex's nose. Little by little, and the Lecturer continued to approach Alex's face. Alex also reflexively tilted his face to respond.

The longer, the more the lips of the lecturer was approaching the more Alex approached it as well as the remaining one centimeter distance between Alex's lips and lips with a red lipstick belonging to the Lecturer.

Then ….

Crane.kring. The morning alarm goes off. Alex woke up from his dream. His face and neck were sweating when he was not hot.

Alex sat in his bed. Opening the thick blanket, Alex looked at his shorts. It turned out that the pants had gotten wet from a dream just now. Either it's bedwetting or he's having a wet dream.

The widower hurried to go to the back of the house near the kitchen. Before going back, Alex changed his pants, opened the bed sheet and washed it directly behind the house where the washing machine was.

As the washing machine rotates, Alex gets ready to take a shower and resume his activities. The first activity he does every morning is cooking team porridge while Live on Youtube, because it is Alex's job to support his three children.