Lecturer Idiot

Lecturer Idiot
Dinner 2


“What is this?” screech someone from behind the door.


We looked at him for a moment. He came out the door and surprised me.


“WHAT? Why are you again? Why are you always there anywhere?” I growled because I felt like I had been bullied by him.


He just fell silent, looking at me with a cold gaze, making me very upset.


‘Ih, kesel!’ my inner.


“Why am I here? That's my right. This is my home,”.


I was more and more astonished by his statement.


‘Hah? What the fuck? He said this is his house? my mind does not believe his words.


“Ara...” strangled someone from behind Morgan's body, then scatters hugging me.


Yeah, who else if not Fla.


I let go of his embrace, because I felt uncomfortable.


“Finally loe dateng also..,” said Fla who seems very happy.


I seem confused about everything. Remembering something that Fla said back then.


“Wait, you said earlier, brother loe want to pick me up?” my question, Fla nodded.


“So who you mean brother loe it, he?” I pointed towards Morgan.


Fla nodded quickly.


“Iya... This is my sister, Ra!”


“Deg...”.


My heart was beating faster than it had ever met Jessline. Why does this world feel only as wide as a moringa leaf?


I complain in my heart. I don't think it's going to be good in the future.


‘Dead me!’ my mind keeps on mumbling.


What exactly is going on? My life looks like it's in a drama.


“Bodo very much!” Jessline left us, upset.


‘He why, anyway?’ my inner self is not happy with Jessline's actions.


“Come in, Ra,” invite Fla.


I nodded, then started to enter the middle of Fla's house.


My feelings are mixed. I almost fainted when I found out Morgan was Fla's sister. Quickly, he looked familiar earlier, while on campus. Apparently I've misjudged Morgan.


Now, I'm dealing with Fla's father and Fla's stepmother. I didn't see Jess or Morgan at the dinner table. We went in together.


“Dad, mom, this is Ara, my friend,” said Fla introduced me to his father and stepmother.


They made a warm smile at me. I returned their smiles.


“Oh, hi Ara. How are you?” his father's gentle greeting, made me comfortable on the first greeting.


“Hai om and aunt, greetings from me. Good news om. How are you and aunt?” answer me in a very careful tone.


I don't want them to judge me with poor judgment, on first impressions.


“Hai, Ara. Aunty and om very good tonight,” replied stepmother Fla.


I smiled at their answers.


Apparently, they are very friendly to guests. Is it possible, because I helped Fla from Jessline earlier?


“Come sit, Ra.” take Fla.


I nodded, and sat down next to Fla.


The mood seems quiet. Why aren't there Morgan and Jessline here?


I ventured to ask Fla.


“Jess and Morgan where?” I whispered to Fla.


“Jess punished, can not eat dinner at the dinner table for 1 week. Brother Morgan, I don't know,” replied Fla, of course also in a whisper.


We had dinner as usual. With some of the questions that Fla's father and stepmother often asked me. I feel comfortable in this family. Is it possible, because I've never felt the warmth and embrace of family again?


Lucky Fla.


“Mmm... om aunt, can I borrow the toilet for a while?” I asked them to wait for their approval.


I think I'm mellow myself. I didn't want them to see me, if only I couldn't hold back my tears.


He let me borrow the toilet. Me and Fla rushed to the guest toilet.


Fla open the toilet door, “yah... kok lock, anyway?” wonder Fla.


“Who's inside?” ask Fla.


“Gue,” someone replied from the inside.


Apparently, Jess was there. I suddenly felt the chill hearing it.


“Why not use the toilet room?” ask Fla who might still be curious.


“Brupt!” the answer sounds original.


Fla seemed to be shaking little, while sneaking.


“Judah, Ra. Use the toilet of my room only, yuk,” bargained, I nodded in agreement.


We headed straight to Fla's room.


“If there's anything, just call, yes. Bring a cell phone, right?” tanyanya, I nodded small.


“Still yes, Fla.” Fla gave a small nod, then left me here.


I'm using Fla's toilet, not for nothing. I just want to take my breath. There are so many things happening today that are upsetting me. Actually, it's not just today, since meeting Morgan, my days have become so annoying that it's upsetting me. I don't know when this will happen.


“Srrrkk.


I heard water splashing, from an unlocked room. I was curious, and tried to get in there.


The room is very spacious. There are a lot of decorations on the walls.


“This room anyway, double my room space.” I looked around this room, looking at the displays in this room.


I'm appalled. My eyes are rounded. My eyes were on one point. There, I saw a picture of me on display complete with black frame decoration.


“Hah? How is my photo here?” I screamed loudly.


“Ckrek.


Someone opened the door, making me look at him.


Look Morgan who only uses a towel to cover the bottom, while rubbing hair with a small towel.


I'm shocked!


His athletic body instantly made my face hot. I closed my eyes with both hands, ashamed of what I saw.


“What are you doing here?” ask me who can no longer say anything.


“Ckrek Morgan was heard locking the door.


I was surprised, but I didn't dare to see it.


“Aaan anyway? Why locked? Pack your clothes!” I screamed with his behavior.


“Stttt... You want the whole house to hear, if you're here? It's in the boys' room?” the bluff that managed to scare me.


“Lagian, loe what the hell use so all? Pack your clothes now!” my snapping.


There was no response from him.


Silent.


That's all that's happening now.


“Hah...” Morgan caught my hand and dropped my body under his body, making me very surprised.


Again he overcame me.


“Aaan anyway?” my murmur was uncomfortable with his actions, but Morgan was still on his cold demeanor.


He looked at my face with a strange look, making my mind go everywhere.


How not? There was only a small towel on him.


“Why loe?” my cynic.


“You...,” he said as he continued to look at me, “beautiful,” softly, my face felt even hotter after hearing his statement.


“Blush...”


“Don't say anything, yes!” I snapped at him cynically, trying to rebel from him.


I don't want to be constantly harassed by him.


“This shirt, it is suitable for you to use.”


“Deg...”.