My Annoying Lecturer's
Elvia's Side

One word for me?

Complicated. I will define myself in complicated words. But, for some people maybe I'm a pretty simple person.

I get angry when something gets bad. I cry when there is something touching. I am happy when something is exciting. My mindset is sometimes that simple.

To be honest, I was very angry when Mr. Arfa suddenly canceled the promise he made.

Doesn't that seem to reflect that Mr. Arfa is an irresponsible man?

I'm not that stupid to not think that.

However, there are three things that I believe so far.

Commitments.

Believed in.

Be honest.

Those three words are the basis of my principles when it comes to relationships.

Learning from the relationship of both my parents who failed in maintaining their household for denying commitment to live life, starting from that incident I also learned that commitment is important in a relationship.

Mr. Arfa. He is annoying, often misunderstood by all his behavior. But he was also the type of person who explained. He wants to straighten. And that's one of the important points I like about Mr. Arfa.

I'm not angry about the incident, Mr Arfa, no news on the promise to dinner, but even to Delia's house?

Is clear! I said yes, I was angry.

But, honestly I also had time to commiserate into the huddle. Uh Delia deng.

After all, compared to dinner with me, maybe Mr. Arfa time can be more useful for the life of one person. If at that time me and Mr. Arfa were selfish, maybe Delia could why.

What I'm doing anyway, why should I repotin Mr. Arfa mulu. I am jealous.

Actually I can be different, where to be angry where to lash out. When I sulk, do not bother wearing jewelry or branded items. You don't work on me, just bring food, I'm weak.

Weirdo? Yeah, but I'm a woman like that. Hehe.

Rather than using the word weak or tough, I would rather be between the two words.

Yes... indeed sometimes I am weaker anyway, how do you try to be angry if Mr Arfa is so handsome? Hehe. Understand that love is blind.

"Elvia, if you're going to start snorting out of my class." Reprimanded Mr. Arfa who got a welcome all the gazes that were directly fixed on me.

"Sorry, sir."

Yes, Mr. Arfa. I can't be angry once I'm in line.

By the way, it's the last day Mr. Arfa is out. Bu Ningsih is back. I am also entering the fifth semester. I have to start focusing really with the lecture, although sad really can not see the handsome face of Mr. Arfa again if again to study. Hehe.

Pak Arfa's class is over. It ends with the cry of bombay ciwi-ciwi who thirsts for handsome men.

"Elvia, would you like to accompany me to see Delia for a moment?"

I nodded my head, "Yes, I can."

"You're gapapa?"

"Consider me should I batesin?"

Mr. Arfa patted my hair gently, "Your charm is too much Elvia. I'm getting in love."

"What the hell, sir."

"Don't praise me sir, I'll cut it down with my beauty."

"I'm wrong to praise you, El."

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"Sir, what number in the room?"

Mr. Arfa did not answer but opened the door immediately. Hehe.

"It's dreading to be told."

Well..

Diomelin again.

"Yes, it's a normal time sir."

"You are unusual."

"Isn't that the father who nyolot to me?"

"I?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Are you here to look at me or have a fight?" Ms. Delia's voice managed to break down the noise made by me and Mr. Arfa.

"Pak Arfa nih mbak, really complicated to be a guy. Nagging mulu." My Rutuk.

"If you don't want the Arfanya, just for me."

"Enak. He's mine."

"I'm kidding, Elvia."

"Not funny, Mother."

"Udah Elvia, we're here the intention is to look away."

"How areyou? The doctor said when can I go home?"

"Had to be hospitalized first, it is still not certain when. Thanks, Mas. I wanted to help you at that time."

How can you see Delia's sweet-ass bitch?

Actually she's sweet-ass or sweet? Hehe.

"Next time to ask someone else for help." Little mummy.

"I don't want to, I'm comfortable with Mas Arfa." Said Miss Delia in an irritating tone.

"But I am not comfortable with you who often ask for help Mr. Arfa."

"Mas Arfa never protested." Killah Mama Delia.

Nervous of this one is getting didiemin even visit huh?

"I protested. I'm Mr. Arfa's fiance."

"Yes yeah? I promise not, but."

Mr. Arfa just smiled awkwardly at the conversation between me and Ms. Delia. Really, the conversation over Arfa sir that has no benefit.