LECTURER KARREN ADIBRATA
CHAPTER 73 (NOT WEARING PANTS?)

Gibran held back his laughter looking at Karren's annoyed expression, while Karren grew even more annoyed at Gibran's expression that was holding back laughter.

“Udah tell me you even make me more blood! Matiin aja.” Karren said that he wanted to turn off his phone, but Gibran heard a voice from inside the phone that made Karren put his phone back in his ear.

“What mas? What did you say?” karren asked because Gibran's voice was not heard.

“I am free again, if you need help you can come to my house.” Gibran.

“Why did I go there? Why aren't you here?” ask Karren.

“That needs you, so you have to come here.” Gibran.

“But I am a mas girl, ga good loh malem-malem gini out of the house, I will be kidnapped how?” said Karren reasoned because in fact he was lazy to get out of the house.

“You will not be kidnapped if you just walk a few steps to my home Karren.” Reply Gibran.

“OK okay I go there, wait yes I get ready first, do not forget the red carpet in the title yes mas.” Karren chuckled.

“Don't over time, if you don't come here ten minutes I won't open the door because I want to sleep.” Gibran.

“Hah? at this hour, want to sleep? I'm sorry you're a baby, huh?” karren.

“It's been one minute.” Gibran said that made Karren panic and immediately turned off his phone.

Karren quickly tidied up his tasks and also his laptop, he did not change clothes let it go like this was his own fault he told Karren quickly.

If until Gibran leaves him to sleep he can not be petrified working, Darren and Kevin are very useless when it comes to duty, when it comes to duty, while Silvia did not know where she had been since not picking up Karren's phone and also did not read the message.

Karren immediately crossed the street and knocked on Gibran's door after he reached the door of his house.

Karren gave his most beautiful smile as Gibran opened the door of his house, a very bright smile.

“Assalamualaikum mas.” greet Karren gently.

“Waalaikumsalam.” Gibran said that immediately glared at Karren's current appearance.

That night Karren only wore an oversize shirt to cover his pants, even /gibran did not know if Karren was wearing pants or not. Karren could wear such clothes when visiting his lecturer's house.

Gibran turned to his right and left to see if anyone looked like Karren, then he pulled Karren's hand inside the house and closed the door.

Karren's frown, he didn't understand why Gibran had suddenly pulled him in so quickly, the man also looked surprised upon seeing him.

“You why the hell mas?” ask Karren who still does not understand why Gibran like that.

Gibran stared at Karren sharply, making Karren reflexively step back little by little, although it was not the first time Gibran was overreacting like this but still Karren was afraid that Gibran would mess with him.

“What the hell am I? The feeling in his eyes I malu dah.” Inner Karren while looking at Gibran's face with fear.

“I did give you ten minutes, but that does not mean you can wear clothes at will Karren.” said Gibran.

“Hah? What the hell is mas? Why my clothes?” asked Karren who was still confused by Gibran's words.

Though he came with the intention to do the task, but why Gibran instead commented on the clothes I was wearing, then Karren saw where Gibran's view was headed and immediately understood his point.

“You why don't you wear pants?” ask Gibran.

“I wear gold pants, yesampun.” said Karren while lifting his shirt with the intention to show his shorts, but Gibran immediately turned his face trying not to look at Karren's clothes.

“Quick down your shirt Karren!” gibran refused to look at Karren.

Karren laughed at Gibran's attitude, then he immediately took down the clothes he had lifted earlier, of course only with Gibran Karren daring to do such a thing, he did not dare to do something like this if in front of other men, what else pakboy species like Darren and Kevin, could be eaten him.

“Udah mas.” Karren told Gibran to look at him.

Slowly Gibran turned his head to look at Karren and made sure he had taken his shirt down. Then Gibran's gaze sharpened again as he looked towards Karren.

“Never go out of the house wearing clothes like this again Karren!” gibran.

“Huh, yes, yes mas.” Karren said lazily.

“I'm serious Karren, you will soon be mine and I don't want you to show me something that only I should see, not anyone else.” Firm Gibran.

Gibran's serious face made Karren melt, his heart pounding loudly and it's possible that Karren's cheeks are now flushed what else he doesn't wear makeup that can cover the red on his face, and finally he lowered his head covering his reddened face.

“Why did you even lower your face?” gibran asked because he felt that Karren was bowing his head in fear and guilt, when in fact Karren was looking down for covering his reddened face.

“A-I'm ashamed.” said Karren unknowingly making Gibran laugh.

Without Gibran realizing his hand was moving on its own to ruffle Karren's hair with anxiety.

For Gibran who rarely does physical touch, the treatment was able to make Karren freeze in place and his heart beat more erratic.

“Let's do the task, hunt later tonight you even overslept kayak that time.” Gibran.

Karren nodded in agreement with Gibran's words, he followed Gibran's steps towards the living room, Karren also immediately took out his duties as well as his laptop and placed it on the table.

“What do you want to drink?” ask Gibran.

“Coffee deh mas, let me not sleepy.” Karren replied in a nod by Gibran.

Gibran intends to step into the kitchen, then suddenly Karren's voice stops Gibran's steps.

“Mas..” call Karren.

“Iya?” asked Gibran who had turned his head to look at Karren.

“Can I make my own coffee?” asked Karren doubtfully.

Because Karren actually has stomach acid, usually men prefer that coffee is thick and include more coffee powder, so Karren is afraid that his stomach will hurt.

“By kok, all of you I also make ya.” Gibran.

Karren smiled as he nodded his head, he immediately stood up and followed Gibran's steps into the kitchen.

There Gibran accompanied Karren to make coffee, several times also Karren asked where usually Gibran put coffee and sugar and Karren brewed coffee seriously.