MR. LECTURER, I LOVE YOU
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Rey did not get to see the female sosk appointed by Clara because the car had rolled first. Rey is curious about Clara's words and stares from the middle rearview mirror, but she fails as well. The woman got into the luxury car.

"Who? I didn't see it" asked Rey curiously. His gaze was fixed on Clara who was also unsure of what she had just seen. Is that really the woman or not?

"Ekhemc ... If you don't see yes already," said Clara slowly. She hesitates to tell Rey because she is unsure.

"You're it! I'm curious. I don't know yet what elite housing is here who the owners are" Rey grumbled.

"Yes ... Later you will also know. From the front end to the back end, lecturers who have a house in this place," said Clara relaxed.

Honestly, he had doubts about what he had just seen. Clara breathed a sigh of relief when Rey said she never saw the woman.

Rey glanced at Clara who looked still confused.

"If confused grip," said Rey chuckled.

Clara glared at Rey.

"Who is confused? Not at all. Mr. Kali who kepo," said Clara trying to cover her confusion.

"Oh yeah? But I'll bet you're confused. The confused faces of the students could not bohing," Rey cheered.

"Dnh ... Don't be the same" said Clara annoyed.

Both arrive at the money address. Rey gets a home recommendation that will be over-credited by the owner. Rey's sports car is already parked in front of a pretty big house. Elite but minimalist seventy-two type housing. There are three rooms inside and a floor.

Clara looked to the side. The house was quite large with a rather spacious garden and a large garage as well.

"This is Sir's house?" ask Clara to make sure.

"Yes. This is according to the address given. The characteristics are the same. Let's go down" Rey told Clara.

Clara got out of the car and stared around. The housing was a bit quiet. But right across from their house was a children's playground.

Rey had opened the gate and pushed to the end of the garden wall.

"We can look inside, sir?" ask Clara curiously.

"could. The house has been open since morning. It's for us to see. If it suits us well can occupy it," said Rey slowly.

Rey walked up to the porch and opened the door of the house and went inside. A very luxurious house. Rey likes.

Clara walks behind Rey and observes the interior of the house.

"Do you like it, baby?" ask Rey to Clara.

Clara nodded slowly. The house is comfortable and comfortable.

"Like sir" replied Clara slowly.

Rey turned to Clara and approached her. His hands stretched out and tidied up the hair that covered his face.

"Can't you? If you call me not by the name of sir. I'm sweet to call you dear" said Rey touching Clara's cheek.

Clara's body shook. The touch of Rey's fingers made Clara's chest rumble.

"What does your father want to call you? Husband? Or what?" ask Clara lirih.

"Ekhemm can request?" ask Rey slowly.

Clara nodded.

"Call dear. Can it? Let it sound so friendly," pinta Rey spoiled.

"Cock laughing anyway? That funny?" ask Rey confused.

"Funny darling," said Clara, smiling.

Skip ...

This afternoon Clara was in the campus cafeteria. He had just finished from the library looking for materials to create chapter two in his script. Starting tomorrow, Clara interns at one of the telecommunications service companies.

Clara is no longer in that absurd princess boarding house. Clara's moved into that elite housing. He and Rey do want to live independently and not depend on others especially on both parents Rey. Besides that another reason is so that Clara can keep Rey away from the pursuit of Renata who still can not move on or Renata still have another mission?

He was waiting for Nita, his true friend.

"Clar!!" nita shouted out loud.

"Dame!! Here," cried Clara no less loudly answer Nita's call.

Nita walked over to Clara and sat down next to Clara. Nita swept her gaze towards the table. There's shavings, there's meatballs and there's sweet iced tea. I asked Clara but I hesitated.

"The old man didn't come here" said Nita, who began ordering some food for herself and the baby she was carrying.

"Yes. You're busy with Mr. Arga" Clara's great-grandson was upset.

Their friendship was indeed somewhat distant after Nita married secretly with Arga.

"Extm ... How is your relationship with Rey? Continue dong," said Nita berbinar.

"Yes. Continue," said Clara honestly while showing her wedding ring.

"Loe's getting married? Same Mr Rey!!" shouted Nita with a loud and loud voice until some people who were in the cafeteria were staring strangely at the two friends.

"Whispering ih. Look at all. It's still a secret" Clara whispered.

Nita glared in disbelief as she held Clara's hand staring at the ring of diamonds that had been curled sweetly on Clara's right hand ring finger. Nita closed her mouth so as not to shout loudly.

"Loe's getting married? Loe's pregnant?" tanya Nita whispered softly.

"Where is the pregnancy or not? There are also positives or not" Clara said.

"Yes I mean. Did that accident really make you pregnant? But this is a staple and a urate meatball, this is not your favorite food," said Nita, who poult with food that Clara likes.

"Gue again likes this shaved voice. Try it, ", said Clara.

"So. I am again cutting the pedes. My stomach likes to hurt. The doctor did not suggest. Loe's pregnant times? Try checking," said Nita slowly.

"Not tested yet" Clara's jawba was brief.

The two fell silent as Nira's order food came. Nita only ordered mixed rice litchi with chicken gireng with a serondeng banuak on it.

"Nita ..." call Clara in doubt.

"What's? Aja stories. You are not trusted with me anymore" said Nita chuckled while enjoying her food.

The pregnant woman was seen enjoying the food in front of her.

"I want to tell you something. But I hope you're wise to react to it" Clara's plea was a bit doubtful.

"Aja by the way. Just relax, Ra," said Nita relaxed.

"I saw Brother Desy wearing sexy clothes in elite housing yesterday. You about Brother Desy? She's your ex-boyfriend, right?" ask Clara slowly.

Nita stopped her chewing and put the spoon on her plate. His gaze slightly stoned towards Clara. Clara felt guilty.