My Annoying Lecturer's
Far Away

If your love is not for me, then go. I don't need your uncertainty.

Actually it's been about two days, Mr. Arfa keeps calling me.

Bodo. This time I was the one who cut him off.

Although sometimes still tempted to want bales anyway. Discharged.

Today is the day that the shrews post photos of the chocolates they get. It is a dark day for singles who are hungry for chocolate.

I don't know what the brutes posted the photos of the curse for, maybe just showing off or just code for former manas.

And here I am.

Sitting alone in the rainbow cafe while making a pretty table.

Dapet info from instagram if there is another free drink promo. Better than staying at home.

By the way, it's been almost a week I've been in Bandung. It feels so bad to go back to Jakarta.

"Bak, greentea to each other french fries yes." I think maybe the waiters already know that my face is the face of young people who just want to exist aja mumpung there is a free promo of any drink. Because after hearing my order, the mother held back a laugh.

"We have another promo, Ma'am. Because it coincides with Valentine's Day, so special couples free any drinks." Mbak waiters.

"So the free drink is just a special couple, Ma'am?" My toot.

Well..

Wrong info though. I should have blacklisted from the beginning today.

"He's the same as me. I ordered ice americano and tandoori chicken wings." Ma'am waiters also appeared to round his eyes. Surprised maybe?

Then the waiters were immediately sprightly back to the kitchen. I don't know. But does that man look worried?

Hm. But, uh,

Dumb off..

How do you know his voice?

Like the sound of a noisy cat but making a kangen?

Like there's a smell of perfume I've been fed up with lately?

"Sir Arfa? Why?" I ketus.

Well, why did it come. What if I fail to move on? What if the heart is weak again?

Want your responsibility?!

"Your company." Replied Mr. Arfa again briefly, densely, and clearly.

"I don't need company."

Mr. Arfa raised his eyebrows next door, "You sure? You single yourself among a crowd of people courting gapapa?"

As a result, I just realized.

Due to misreading the promo, I ended up in the middle of a sea of couples making out.

"Yes. gapapa. Than to look at the face of the Father."

Mr. Arfa looked at me.

Pretty long.

About ten seconds maybe?

"Well?" I asked sewot to be stared at like that. If you are weak again, how do you try?

"You're more beautiful." The dreadlocks continue. Sorry it doesn't work!

"No need to be a monster, sir. Where's Delia?" I'm spontaneous.

"I want to apologize, El."

I turned my face that was red.

You can't be weak!!!

"It takes a long time for you to get certainty from me."

Wait for..

How could I not understand the intention of Mr. Arfa what?

Please don't make me expect anymore.

"I mean father?"

"I admit that I'm still stuck in the past. She was the first woman who managed to make me knock her heart out. She was also the first woman to teach me heartbreak."

What the hell does that mean?

This suddenly discussed Delia?

I think I'm just gonna drown that guy.

"But allow me to be close to you. Help me to escape the entanglements of the past."

I held my breath.

This what?

Mr Arfa confess?

"Sir, don't joke. I'm not in the mood anymore." My answer.

"I asked for your permission. So, from now on you have to help me." Tell Mr. Arfa.

What permission? Help what?

"No." Answer me in an annoyed tone.

If the word google yesterday fitting I check, we must learn the pull so as not to look easy.

"Yaudah, then I don't need your permission."

"What the hell, sir?"

"You're craving me?"

I nodded my head, "More?"

Mr. Arfa raised his lips slightly, "Don't sulk. Weight. Let me just."

Anxious, Mr. Arfa can also turn out.

Looks like the dilan virus has spread throughout the entire individual childhood today. One of them is Mr. Arfa.

"Where? Haven't you been Dilan yet?"

"It doesn't fit." Revenge dong, once Mr. Arfa I cuekin.

"You still angry?" Ask Mr. Arfa again.

"Sir, can you not be silent? I hear ear pain." Not care about it? It's still a low level yet to touch my heartache.

"Your ears are sick?" Mr. Arfa holds both of my ears with his hands.

"Mode." I said take off Mr. Arfa's hand grip to my ear.

Warm hands, Mr. Arfa. So want to go. Hehe.

Inget! Can't be weak, Elvia!

"Indeed." Answer Mr. Arfa lightly.

"I'm going back to Jakarta tomorrow. Are there no classes in Jakarta?" My toot.

"I? I am free to do Elvia. Teaching is not my priority. Maybe soon Miss Ningsih will be back." Obviously Mr. Arfa.

"Who is that father?" I asked to look at Mr. Arfa with a confused look.