My Annoying Lecturer's
Culling Nervousness (1)

"Sir, you know what the biggest cough is?" Ask suddenly.

Mr. Arfa who was struggling with a knife, cutting board, and various kinds of vegetables also looked at me with a questionable gaze.

"What?"

"Gukdelia's.." Reply origin.

Mr. Arfa who heard my words also smiled a little, "Is that hate you with Delia?"

"Yes, Sir. He's like my rival."

Mr. Arfa again chuckled, "Your Ngaco."

"Mother, why laugh instead of thinking about me?!" I said with a little high.

Suddenly I remembered the incident between me and Delia in the hospital this afternoon.

"Let's see you're angry it's funny, El. Like a fierce lion."

I rolled my eyes irritated, "Lion did you say?!"

Mr. Arfa nodded his head, "Yes."

"Are you tired of living?"

"Are you tired of eating?"

Checkmate!

Mr. Arfa managed to make myself a kick.

Just so you know yes, Mr. Arfa is a cooking pinter. Hehe.

"Yes, sir. Weak me with two things."

"What?" Said Mr. Arfa while sauteing the fragrant cuisine has made the stomach produce the sound of 'crucuk.. kriuk...' is it?

"One is about food."

"The other one?"

"Your boss."

Note, guys!

Two things made Elvia weak.

1. Meals

2. Cute Guys

Hehe.

"Means I've met all the conditions that make you weak dong?"

"Yes. Especially if you're not sweet, be sweet, throw the hunchback, my life must be happier."

"Nobody's perfect, El."

"There is."

"Where?"

"In my eyes, your love is perfect."

Want to puke euy I said.

This is the effect of reading bucin novels. Hehe.

"Elvia," Call Mr. Arfa, whose focus is still in the kitchen.

"Yes, Sir?"

"It's no different from what you're a lizard?"

"Now, sir?! It's different dong."

"Jawab is nothing."

"Jude, what?"

"If the lizard sticks to the wall."

"Certainly? That's why I know, sir."

"Don't cut my word first, Elvia."

"Yes. yes. Bang continued!"

"Don't you?"

"Hehehe. Be unique, Bang. Kayak brother brother who sells meatballs that, sir. It's contemporary."

"I'm so lazy he continued, El." Said Mr. Arfa whose mood was ugly.

"Don't dong, sir."

"No."

"Yes?"

"Udah males."

"Bag.."

"Lack of seduction."

"Darling.."

Crick..

Crick..

"That's doang?" I asked with sarcasm.

"Yes." Yeah." Mr. Arfa replied while frying the potatoes.

Know very well Mr. Arfa if I'm craved potatoes. Hehe.

"Father's race is less top cer."

"Are you there?"

"There's dong."

"Where?"

"Do you know what my favorite day is?"

"What tuh?"

"Tuesday."

"Don't you hate Tuesdays because there's a match for Bu Ningsih?"

Really bad, Mr. Arfa.

I was just from scratching. But the details of my speech, Mr. Arfa inget. Hehe.

"And again, sir. If that's any different thing."

"Yes.yeah, why?"

"Let tuesday go on with the father."

Crick..

Crick..

"Same and crisp mending don't need to insult each other."

Mr. Arfa painstakingly arranged the dishes, dishes, and cutlery neatly and beautifully on the dining table.

Yes, Mr. Arfa, because I know I like Korean so masakin Korean food.

"Sir, since when can I cook?"

"I am a hobby cook. One of my best friends is a chef. It's a science."

Mr. Arfa pulled out a chair so I could sit down.

Omimie,

It's very romantic.

Mr. Arfa can be romantic too. Hehe.

"As my apology for cancelling that appointment." Said Mr. Arfa in a sincere-sounding tone.

"Thank you, Mom."

Mr. Arfa was silent. I don't know what he's thinking. But, his eyes seemed to tell me that Mr. Arfa was fascinated by my words earlier.

"You, yes, it's his turn to call me Mas." Said Mr. Arfa while gently touching my forehead.

"Hehe. You tortured me."

"Torture what?"

"Given this much food, torture me."

"meaning?"

"I'm weak sir with food."

"If I eat a lot, it's fat."

"If it's fat, it's worse."

"If it's ugly, I can't slash my beauty back at you."

"If so, then you don't like me anymore."

"Have you?" Ask Mr. Arfa who is bored to hear my bacotan that has no benefit.

"Yeah." Yeah." I said while chewing food.

"If I like you because you're beautiful, then there'll be a reason that I can leave you because there's another woman who's prettier."

"I like you for who you are. I love when I have an unimportant debate with you, I also like when I fight a fight is not clear with you. I like you good with rubins. I like you who are sometimes sloppy, frontal, fierce. I love your nature, and maybe it's authentic just there in you." Continue Mr. Arfa.

"So, don't ever get caught up in your mind if I like you because you're just beautiful."

"You are beautiful, I admit. But that's not what made me fall in love with you."

Mr. Arfa looked at me with a gentle gaze that managed to get my focus distracted. What I had been focusing on the results of Mr. Arfa's cooking, now my focus was on Mr. Arfa.

"Sir.."

"Yes?"

"Boy must be responsible!"

"Why?" Ask Mr. Arfa confused.

"My father made me love my father even more!"

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