My Annoying Lecturer's
Tasteful Taste

"Baper crazy."

Devi frowned at the sudden speech coming out of my mouth.

"You're the crazy one?" Devi asked with sarcastic tone.

"His men are possessive, just as much as girls. It's a sprain." My Rutuk.

"Korean Dorm?"

I nodded in agreement, "Yes. Badly bleached his guy."

"Don't you like possessive guys?"

"If it is still within reasonable limits, gapapa. I know the limits too. So without him being possessive, I'd take care of myself."

Devi threw a pillow at my face, "Bacot."

Ja. Yesterday I asked Devi to take a break. Mumpung tomorrow the holiday trus kangen too, we rarely have time with kayak gini.

"You're back for the 5th semester, right?" Ask Devi.

"Yes. Finally graduated."

"It's still a long time ago."

"Liet dong, can't be like Im Yoon Ah."

"It's bad."

Devi does have a slightly rough mouth, but the worst word he ever mentioned was just bego njir doang kok.

Now he has a handler. Who else if not Aldo? Hehe. Basic bucin.

"What are your plans going forward?"

"Well." Ngaco.

"Pity who has a wife like you. I can't cook, the hobby bothers people anymore."

"Dev, what the hell is it?"

Devi rolled her eyeballs in a careless manner with my behavior, "I'm serious, Elvia."

"Internship is possible. There's an internship program."

"Where?"

"Don't know, Dev."

"How are you with Mr. Arfa?"

"Not knowing either."

"Who? How do you not know?"

"Because I like tempe."

"Rraces."

"All because of Mr. Arfa. Blame Mr. Arfa for being brave."

Devi didn't understand what I meant, "Don't she get it wrong?"

"So she's a big miss. I was following you around."

"It's a lie."

"Pak Arfa likes to laugh indistinctly."

"If you are joking, I believe that Mr. Arfa is not pantes."

"So you trust Mr. Arfa more than I do?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Bodo is very, Dev."

"Riggers?"

"Sama Aldo there."

Devi glanced at his watch, "Don't he be at 7 ntar want to go with Mr. Arfa?"

Oh gosh.

Yes, I forgot!

"Kok just said Dev?!" I screamed as my tail caught the visual of the clock pointing at 18:00.

"You're the one who's gone, I have to suck."

As fast as lightning I went straight into the bathroom to get ready.

Mr. Arfa really hates the name of the word late.

💥💥💥

"Where is Mr Arfa?" Ask Devi.

Ja. I've been waiting for Mr. Arfa for half an hour in the living room. A little half an hour, but this is not like Mr. Arfa until it's half an hour late.

"Don't know, the phone didn't pick up. Chat is also not bales. Kayak Bang Toyib." Answer me in an annoyed tone.

"Who knows the lowbat battery."

"Who knows it's jammed."

"Yes, that's not Vi."

"Just a moment, Aldo's on the phone."

Oh, that's it, Bucin!

Long time, it'll be eight o'clock. That means wait about an hour. Mr. Arfa still has no news. And from fifteen minutes ago Devi was as cool as Aldo's phone is not running around until now.

"Vi," Call Devi.

"What?"

"I think Aldo found something." Said Devi while giving a photo from her mobile screen.

" Tell Devi while giving away one photo from her phone screen

"Why? A handsome?"

Crazy

Mr. Arfa photos from behind a handsome.

"That's not Vi's point."

"Continue?" I ask impatiently.

"Aldo his picture fits accidentally see Mr. Arfa to the girl's house. But not to take a picture of who's girl."

"Possible acquaintances."

"Oh yes, you are."

"Hehe. So why? Maybe Mr. Arfa's cousin times."

"You got a bego or something, Vi? The only people living in Indonesia are Mr. Arfa and his mother. His family lives abroad all."

Uh, yeah yeah.

"Continue?"

"Think of it yourself."

"I'm serious, Dev."

"You're Mr. Arfa's fiancee. You have a right to do so."

"But I thought I was a possessive chick again. Little suspicious."

Devi patted her head in anxiety so upset to see my slow behavior today, "Gini yes my dear..."

"You have an appointment with Mr. Arfa. There is still no news. Right?"

I nodded my head, "Yes. What is the college?"

"So Aldo told you he said he took the photo around 6."

"Continue?"

Devi really is like her.

I don't know maybe because of a lot of Korean drama intake, today I became slow to think.

"Maybe your Arfa is cheating. That's why there's no news now. Forgot the same time you." Devi's frontal answer managed to leave me stunned.

"Sir Arfa is not like that."

"That's just a presumption I'm doing."

"Tuh, daritadi hape you sound. I think there's an incoming message. Check who knows Mr. Arfa."

I also noticed a smart phone that was lying on the table.

Galak sir

Elvish

Elvia Avaretta's

Da?

Galak sir

Waiting for long?

Elvia Avaretta's

Bgt

Galak sir

Excuse me.

This is cancel.

Elvia Avaretta's

Knp?

Galak sir

Delia's sick.

Td me to his house.

(Lead)

Ja.

Delia is more important than me.

It goes on.

I just keep giving.

But at least Mr. Arfa was honest.

No! Conscious Elvia! There are honest couples who cheat. The most stirring the same meow the streets alesannya meong keep huddle. Stale one!

So the point is Mr Arfa is more priorityin Delia than me?