Lecturer Idiot

Lecturer Idiot
Foreign Girl 3


I move forward towards my sister's room. The faint look of a woman who is enjoying the beauty of love with my brother.


I frowned. From the shape of her posture, it seems like I recognize this woman.


But, who?


Their game seems to be getting hotter, getting me carried away.


‘Sial,’ my inner trying to hold back.


“Shelf...”.


I accidentally nudged something that was beside me. I immediately shut my mouth. The foreigner sister and woman, immediately turned to look at me.


It looks like someone who looks very familiar.


“Jessline?”


How surprised I was to find out that the woman who was playing with my brother was Jessline, Bisma's ex-boyfriend and Morgan's half-sister. I'm out of words this time.


“Shelf...”.


I accidentally dropped my phone, but instantly I took it back.


“Ra,” shrieked brother, who seemed to be shocked by my presence.


Brother and Jessline immediately covered their bodies with a blanket. I can't believe my brother played in love with the sister of a man I hated, and also, the ex-boyfriend of mine.


I don't know why the world is so narrow.


I don't care if you fuck anyone, as long as you don't.


“Eh, Ra. You just got home at this hour? Where have you been?” ask brother in a relaxed tone.


I used to see my brother make love, with any woman. But, I was shocked when I found out that my sister had sex with Jessline.


Why is the world so small?


I'm with her brother, she's with my sister.


“The name is Monica, not Jessline, Ra,”.


I looked inside the girl, who seemed to be feeling scared, so chose to hide herself behind her sister.


‘Ah, really that Jessline, my inner’ makes sure to come back with what I see.


Why even think about things that are not important anymore?


“Udah ah. I want to sleep,” I said origin, then leave them both there.


Still not thinking about Jessline. He could have changed his name to Monica. Obviously, her name is Jessline.


Is that one of my tricks to trick my brother?


I went to my room. I put all my stuff on the bed. I started taking off the shirt I was wearing.


I stepped into the bathroom. Water soaks the head, and flows to the toe.


I calmed my messed up mind. I can't believe this big world looks so narrow right now.


I curled up in fear in the bathtub, while occasionally rubbing my shoulders across.


I have lost my honor. How else do I need to get on with my life?


I don't have anything. Do I deserve to be loved?


Bisma. Right or not Morgan said earlier, he is no longer I can hope for. I've lost all faith in Bhishma. I don't want to deal with him anymore.


At first, I thought that Bhishma could accept me well, even though I had been honest and told the truth, that I no longer had any honor. Unexpectedly, he took advantage of this opportunity to insult me again.


In any case, Morgan saved me. Although in the end, he also took my honor again, for the second time.


I squeezed my hair hard.


That's the sign, isn't it? Just different ways and people who do it?


Why am I this stupid?


“Argh.”


“Should not be gini, deh,” my lips while wiping my face affected by splashes of water.


My tears were mixed with the water that poured out of the shower, until I could not tell the difference, the tears and the water that poured out.


It feels so cramped.


***


I set foot into the corridor of my class. Fla and Ray were talking there. Tumben once, why are the two of them so familiar like this?


I wondered, and approached him.


They both realized my arrival. I'm still stiff, because of my problems back then, which made Fla misunderstand. I was a little awkward with him.


“Eh, Ra. 2 Days ago you said no news. Where are you going? I'm worried about you,” greet Fla who showers me with questions that are too to the point.


I smiled at him.


“Iya, Ra, not only Fla doang, I also miss the same loe.” Goda Ray's.


I blushed in shame. Fla was seen directly pushing Ray's shoulder.


“Huh, dreadlocks,” murmured Fla.


Ray and I chuckled at Fla's childlike voice.


“Since when did you become gombalin I gini?” I asked while laughing, They laughed at my question.


As the three of us were having a good conversation, Morgan passed us coldly. I looked in wonder at him. It's not at all like usual. Not greeting me, or greeting Fla who is clearly his sister.


It passed through us. I'm really curious, he hasn't contacted me at all since we last met.


‘She's why yes,’ my inner curious.


He usually sends me a short message. But, for the past two days, he hasn't contacted me at all.


‘What do I ask you once, to Fla?’ my thinking.


Mind realized. Why would I think of such an unimportant thing? I've wasted my precious time.


‘Ah, but prestige!’ my mind, while narrowing my eyes.


I did not hesitate to see Morgan who was talking to the lecturer who I saw at that time, while delivering books to Morgan's room. The look on Morgan's face was tangled, so I felt a little sad to see the look on his face.


Suddenly he looked at me. I wavered, feeling caught watching her.


Since that is so, I just continue. He looked at me casually and coldly, like nothing had ever happened between us, while I looked at him with a sad look.


Did he not think about my feelings?


Why would he be like this to me?


He suddenly left. I was anxious to call out to him, however, my tongue suddenly felt very faint.


“Ra?” peekkik Fla's.


I woke up from my daydream, because of it.


“Eh, yes...” I tried to justify my view.


“Why, Ra?”


“Emm... It's okay, kok,” I replied with stammering.


I might have confused them with my gait.


“Oh yes, I entered first yes, Ra, Fla,” said Ray.


I suddenly changed my focus on Ray.


“Okey deh,” Fla replied thus.


Ray was too quiet, leaving this place. Now, it's just me and Fla.


Why suddenly the atmosphere becomes ambiguous, huh?


Is it because I still feel guilty, for being caught alone with Morgan, back then?


I ventured to look at Fla, who was looking at me too. Our views met, and I became even more embarrassed.


“Emm... Fla.” Calling me, he turned towards me.


“Iya, Ra? Why?” tanyanya, who seems to have been able to behave normally, is different from me who is still awkward because I am still thinking about the problem.