MR. LECTURER, I LOVE YOU
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Clara slammed the door very hard and locked it from the inside. His bag was thrown out of bed, as well as a file map bag containing files - his full script files with graffiti Mr. Felix, the old guidance counselor who was so killer.

Already this semester, Clara was under the guidance of Mr. Felix and just wanted to submit chapter one that never passed verification.

The submission of the title alone took three months, and now the chapter one has not been stretched.

"Do you think you want to be an eternal student?" clara shouted loudly while taking out some drinking water in the refrigerator.

Glacier ...

The cold white water felt cool in his hot and dry throat since earlier held back emotions during guidance.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

"Who?" clara answered from her room.

"Gue, Nita," replied Nita quietly.

Nita is a friend of the campus with different programs as well as one kostnya.

kink ...

"Nit entrance ..." said Clara slowly as she laid her body on the less padded mattress. Enough for the host room.

Nita enters and sits on Clara's desk chair.

"Later tonight there's a party. Loe come with ya? There are many people there my friend and friend Mas Arga," said Nita slowly while giving an invitation in the form of a postcard to Clara.

"What the hell is it?" ask Clara slowly.

"My anniversary is with Mas Arga," replied Nita slowly.

Clara read the invitation and rolled her eyes lazily. He is actually the most anti-entrance to a cafe or club, let alone to get drunk. But, this time, it might be asserted by Clara who is tired of taking care of her unfinished script.

Nita looked at Clara who was ogah-ogahan also knew. He would not want to come to that place.

"Loe's coming with me. Time anyway, you do not appreciate the lecturer loe himself," great-grandson Nita slowly.

Yes, Arga is one of the young lecturers his student targets. Arga has a perfect face that is so handsome and dashing.

"Yes. I came, "" replied Clara quietly as she placed the invitation on her bag strewn across the bed.

Nita smiled and stood pinching Clara's cheek in a fit of anxiety. But, Clara seemed ordinary, not angry, did not reply to the joke as usual.

"Loe what's up, Clara? Loe bete's face really?" asked Nita quietly while sitting back in the chair.

"Rangh ... Loe knows, chapter one I didn't get away with. I swear I'm sick to the lecturer," uca Clara was upset.

"Eitt ... Jnagan nyukahin lecturer loe. Ntar loe's husband lecturer again," replied Nita laughing loudly.

"Wouldn't. I don't want to be a lecturer's wife, it must be a killer. His world is only about matter and seriousness, there is no joke let alone healing. Can die standing as a lecturer's wife," said Clara ketus sekhenya.

"Mas Arga is not. He is good, and not as serious as on campus," Nita defended.

It's true Arga, the dsen is not like that. Several times, Clara also ate together and even went with Nita and sellau there Arga there. But, everything is safely under control.

Clara took a deep breath. It seems like his words were wrong this time. He said in front of the prospective lecturer's wife, so Nita did not accept.

"Yes. Except Mr. Arga. Mr. Arg is different," said Clara slowly make Nita sure.

"Well ... Dong. I doain, ntar loe met your soul mate there. And meet the lecturer as well, let loe dapet karma have sworn in lecturer guidance loe himself," said Nita laughed loudly.

"Asem ..." cried Clara swearing.

"I went to the room first. Five o'clock loe haus udh ready. Don't forget the beautiful dance," said Nita reminded.

Nta left her room and the door was closed and locked.

Clara put her body back on the bed and started playing her phone to see some of the other participants get inside her phone.

One message from her mother asked Clara to call her after she was not busy. Clara ignored him, her head feeling very tired and dizzy.

When the phone is placed on top of the bag it instead sounds with a very loud ringing.

Clara looked at her phone screen again. The mother called him.

"Yes Ma" replied Clara slowly.

"Where are you, son?" ask Mama Clara softly.

"It's only now until the boarding" replied Clara slowly.

"Ekhemc ... Soon the end of the year holiday. You can go home, son?" ask Mama Clara slowly.

Both of Clara's eyes stared at the calendar on her desk. True once another month of the final holiday know. Final emester students like Clara are unlikely to take a short semester to improve grades. Instead of being alone in a hostel without someone special, Clara would rather go home. Eittts .. but wait a minute, if you go home of course, Papah and his Mom will ask a lot about his college that he has not finished until now.

"Look at it later, Ma. Because Clara wants to pursue Clara's thesis. The lecturer asked for guidance during the holidays in order to graduate quickly," said Clara gave the right reason.

"Try first. If it is a bus home, please go home," said Mama Clara with a very hopeful tone.

"What's really going on? Mama want an event?" ask Clara curiously. It's not usually that the Mama will be a little pushy like this.

"Yes. Arisan event of the great family. Let you know our distant brother Clara" replied Mamah Clara slowly.

"Look at it later, Ma. Clara try to get home. What date is the show?" ask Clar slowly.

"Just at the end of the year, Clara. The night of the turn of the year," replied the Mamah quietly telling.

"There's still one more month, Ma. Later let Clara reschedule again for guidance script," said Clara slowly.

"Yes Nak. Yes, you rest first. Must be tired just coming home from campus," said the Mama slowly.

"Yes Mah. Clara wants a break first" replied Clara slowly and closed her phone early.

Clara felt that there was something strange about her Mom's attitude today. Like there's something hidden.

Five O'clock in the afternoon -

Clara is preparing to attend Nita and Arga's anniversary event. This time wearing a very short stamped skirt with a tank top that is only covered with a thin translucent shirt without buttons.

Her long hair was allowed to unravel on her shoulder with a slightly thick makeup. Her lips are polished with red pepper lipstick to look very sexy.

"Are you ready yet?" teri Clara from the outside of Clara's room while knocking on the door slowly.

"Already," replied Clara slowly. He immediately pulled a small sling bag that was only enough to fill with cellphones and small wallets.

Clara exited the room and locked the door.

"Relope. It's ready" replied Clara, who looked so beautiful.

"Waaow ... Real pretty. This is going to be a real fish," said Nita laughing teasingly.

"Think nothing. Wants heppi not to think about the old Felix bangka," said Clara growled.