MR. LECTURER, I LOVE YOU
22

Morning is approaching. Rey started trying to restart the engine after opening the hood of the all-normal car. Only the radiator water is dry and has been fully filled back with mineral water which happens to always be prepared in his car to overcome this if it happens.

Clara has moved to sit in the front seat right next to Rey who focuses on driving to deliver Clara to her boarding house.

"Would you like to go to college today?" rey asked slowly when the car was able to turn on and the car began to drive slowly towards the Clara boarding house.

"Sir Sir. Kan Clara has not started writing chapter two," said Clara slowly.

"Are you not going to the library? To find the material for your thesis? Chapter two is about the theory that you will use later for the analysis of the data you collect. The match is more clear, between the material with what you analyze," Rey explained slowly.

Clara's brain that morning had not yet arrived to think about theory, matter, data analysis, conclusions and suggestions. Clara thought of only one. To whom the thesis is presented. Hah .. indeed Clara's brain has no morals.

"Tomorrow. Clara's tired, sir. Do you want to go to college?" ask Rey back to Clara.

"To dong campus. My guidance child how will it be? I also went to college because of my obligation as a teacher. That's my responsibility. Your graduation will also need my ACC," said Rey slowly.

"But Clara hasn't been looking for material for chapter two. ACC chapter one was also just yesterday. All day a prisoner of a perverted victim, Mr. Rey. I'm tired Sir. My thighs were cramped," said Clara honestly and massaged her thighs slowly.

Only now everything feels sore and sore all over his body.

Ha ha ha ... Rey laughed out loud in the speeding car that morning. The streets are still empty.

Rey covered her mouth with her right index finger quickly. Rey had to give in when Clara started to get slack.

"Yuk's breakfast? Let's not nag - ngomel only lips. Ntar kissed it's the lips, too" said Rey softly as she gave a smile.

Rey occasionally looked at Clara with a quick glance. Clara leaned her head against the left car window with both eyes staring at the street where she was walking past and blinking. I don't know what else the unstable girl is thinking.

Clara did not answer Rey's question because she was not focused so her ears did not hear.

"Would you eat?" ask Rey to repeat.

"Clara is tired sir. It just has to happen," said Clara misunderstood.

Rey stared at Clara. Clara was not sleeping and clearly her eyes were wide open. But his brain is not in his world. His brain thinks of Joni.

"Would you eat?" rey tried to repeat the question. Want to know Clara's focus level. Who is that pervert? She or Clara? The two of them were poisoned and contaminated.

Clara straightened her seat. His face was getting angry and angry.

"I'm tired Sir. My thighs are still this dark. Not yet my lips feel swollen. And then my chest is also a little sore. You were too loud last night to bite him" said Clara spontaneously and honestly.