My Annoying Lecturer's
Truths (1)

Let time guard my heart.

When this heart is tired, I will stop loving you. However, if this heart still chooses to survive, then,

please treat this heart well.

elvia Avaretta's

💞💞💞

"Elvia, you got a dress at home?" Ask Mr. Arfa while both hands hold the steering wheel of the car.

"Well?"

Mr. Arfa turned his head towards me, "You forgot?"

Ja. One of my weaknesses was that I was very forgetful. I'm trying to dissect my memory of today.

"Remember?" Ask Mr. Arfa when he sees my reaction.

"Oh, do you have to dress sir?" I just remembered about our engagement tonight.

Mentioning our words between me and Mr. Arfa alone has managed to make my hair stand up, let alone juxtapose our words and fiancee.

Blushes

As a result, my cheeks also blushed because of the thought of those two words. We and the Fiancee.

"Why are your cheeks red again?"

Then I immediately cupped both of my cheeks using my palm.

"Not red,"

Coincidentally now being red light, whether there is a wind what seems like Mr. Arfa will take advantage of the red light opportunity to tease me.

Mr. Arfa easily brought his face to my face. He looked at my face with his sharp gaze. Not for long, just a few seconds. But managed to make my heart beat unbecoming.

Alamac..

Cecan's not ready, sir.

Where the bead of Mr. Arfa's eyes really tempts the faith.

"Red up." Said Mr. Arfa lightly and then returned to his original position.

"Hot." Reply origin.

"What?"

"It's hot, so it's red cheeks."

"As for you, Elvia."

I also decided to check some social media accounts that I had abandoned a few days.

"Father follow me?" I said a little surprised to see Mr. Arfa's Instagram account name asking to follow me.

"Yes. Can I follow my fiancee?"

It's weird anyway. Mr. Arfa's IG has a check. The bad news is that Mr. Arfa has been following him 0. So if I accept, I'll be on the news for a week.

Uh, bentar.

What did Mr Arfa say?

A fiancee?

Gosh, this cheek must be flushed again.

"Sir, already. Don't be a molly."

"Who? Reality right?"

Give it up, sir.

"Elvia.."

I shifted my initial focus from the phone screen to Mr. Arfa's face.

"Why, Sir?"

"I want a story. You're quite horrified."

"You remember what you called me?"

I tried to cover my face. So embarrassed. Why did I call this shitty lecturer big brother angel?!

"At that time, I moved to Australia. I graduated quickly. As a result, at the age of now I have got the title S3."

What does Mr Arfa want to boast?

Yes, Mr. Arfa is too clever. At the age of he who has stepped on the number 26, he has finished his studies to S3.

It's amazing, emejing.

"I met Delia in Australia."

Mr. Arfa seemed to stop his words for a moment, seemingly checking my reaction.

"Continue, Sir. Don't be half." My reply gave permission.

"At that time, because he was sleepy. The car I was driving had a pretty bad accident."

"I have to be in the hospital for about six months."

"The woman who helped me in the accident was Delia. He was also the one who helped take care of me, when my parents were so busy with their business. Therefore, Mama was being very kind to Delia."

"I can't not move on from my feelings to Delia, it's just that I can't leave such a huge sense of indebtedness. Sorry, I've been making you misunderstand."

"Exactly after yesterday's meeting, Delia came back to me. The point is he needs me. I can't tell you what or why. But I hope you will keep your heart."

"Sir.." I don't know what words to reply with.

"I'm sorry. I was too selfish to ask you to take care of your heart for me." Mr. Arfa spoke while staring at a fairly solid street.

"Sir, I will try to keep my heart to you. As long as you're not ignorant of me."

Mr. Arfa patted the top of my hair.

"But I like your jahilin."

"To my father."

Mr. Arfa laughed softly, "You don't want me to be jahilin?"

"Wouldn't. Mr. nyebelin."

"Nyebelin, but it doesn't matter."

"Nothing, where is it. Nyebelin ya nyebelin, sir."

"Call Mas dong."

"Wouldn't. You don't fit to be called Mas."

"So? What is it called?"

"Devents." I replied while holding a smile considering our first meeting as students were quite unnatural.

"Oh, so now you're getting brave?"

"That's it, sir."

Mr. Arfa's car was parked in a house that no one knows whose house. It's so big. The page is very broad.

Mr. Arfa brought his body closer to my face and pinched my nose slowly.

"You're gemesin anyway."

So, be patient, I am.

Is this pinched? Don't want a hug or something more? Hehe. That means being held by that loh. Don't think of anything weird.

"I know I'm funny."

"You with the funny word don't fit at all."

"Your father is a bummer?!"

"Because I'm doing this is why you keep thinking of me."

I also rolled my eyeballs with a puff.

Yeah anyway. Mr. Arfa is quite unique. He is like a teacher in general. Grumpy, ruthless, stingy value. But what distinguishes Mr. Arfa with other lecturers, in addition to fierce, Mr. Arfa is also severe.

The proof if we meet with me, surely there is not a single day we do not make a fuss. But, sometimes that makes kangen.

Mr. Arfa's mouth is also sometimes louder than samyang. But I don't know how that got me motivated. So sometimes Pak Arfa's nagging is agape.

Mr. Arfa is also sometimes the type of guy who likes to joke. Even if he's so crisp.

Once yes, Mr. Arfa malem-malem chat just talking gini, gini,

Galak sir

Elvish

Why are farts rotten?

Elvia Avaretta's

Why yes sir?

Galak sir

Because of the farting km

Haha.

Oh, that's really not me.

This sure the one who was chatting with me was Mr Arfa? Heir Davies Group? Who graduated S3?

The joke of Mr. Arfa was very bad.

How's it? Really Annoying, right, Mr Arfa?

Annoying but ngangenin anyway. Hehe.