My Annoying Lecturer's
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"Vi, where are you going?"

After her class, Ms. Ningsih, I got confused about what to do.

Ja. Mr. Arfa is no longer afraid.

Usually if you are bored and lazy to go home, I disturb Mr. Arfa. Now want nyamperin, afraid of disturbing.

"Don't know, Dev. You?"

"You're going."

"Bareng Aldo is sure."

"That knows."

Lazy to reply, I also ignored Devi and immediately pesen gojek.

I don't know why the address is intended, I type with the address of Mr. Arfa's office.

Whether one form of reckless courage or indeed just that address came to my mind, my gojek came and I now ride with a rather wastid heart.

Does this include excessive by visiting the office of Mr. Arfa?

I mean go to the office of an Arfa Aerospace Davies, I guess I was kicked out, right? Mr Arfa was angry, right?

"Thank You Sir." I said while removing the helmet that was attached to my head.

Ja. It has been a habit since long ago if helped have to say thank you, even though we pay.

"Everything deck." Mamang gojek.

With a stubborn step, the heart is not careless, and quite surprised because the office is big. I decided to go with a thick face and enter the building.

Of course, many people were looking at me with question marks.

The employees here are all dressed up. The dashing men in suits that enveloped their sturdy shoulders. If it is a woman, do not ask. They look graceful with blouses and skirts.

While me?

The coats, shirt, and hair that was smeared from confidently entered the magnificent building earlier. I was instantly the center of attention.

I seem to regret coming here.

"Sorry, deck. Can anyone help?" Ask the receptionist with a smile that seemed unfriendly.

"I'd like to find Mr. Arfa."

"Have an appointment?"

"Don't give my name to Mr. Arfa. Elvia."

"I'm sorry, was this Mr Arfa before?"

"Fiancee." My answer is impatient.

"Hm." The brother gave a short pause before replying to my statement.

"But the fifty-fifth man who claims to be Mr. Arfa's fiancee in a month."

"Mom, I'm serious. Do I need to call Mr. Arfa?"

I want to give you that surprise. This morning I was cooking. Although the dish is simple, but the important thing is I've tried, right?

"I tried to call the secretary Mr. Arfa first yes, Ma'am."

"Ribet." Mumamku annoyed.

Mr. Arfa is an important person. But my feet are waiting. Where the facial expression of the receptionist was not friendly at all.

"Please, I'll drop off." I just let out a little sigh so that the receptionist realized that I was upset.

"Sir, does his mouth hurt?" I asked with sarcasm.

"No. Why?"

"I think it hurts. I can't smile from that." I muttered with an awkward smile at the receptionist.

"Mbak Dhea's. Okay, my mother's name I remember." I said when I saw the name listed on the nametag dress mbak receptionist.

"I'm sorry?" Ask someone who couldn't smile.

"Why can I suddenly meet Mr Arfa? You're not sorry for insulting me indirectly?"

"Pak Arfa did not confirm or deny the fiancee's statement. He just asked me to take you to his room." Definitely Mbak Dhea with a jutek face and a slightly flattened tone of voice.

"Sir, I think from now on we are enemies." My original words were greeted with a puzzling look from Mbak Dhea.

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"You're funny, you know?" Mr. Arfa couldn't stop his laughter since I finished recounting his kesalky complaint against Mbak Dhea.

"I deliberately chose Dhea to be the front receptionist, Elvia. You see, she's usually really good at those weird women who look for me." Obviously Mr. Arfa.

Ja. When I arrived at Mr. Arfa's room, Mr. Arfa immediately hugged me tightly. I think he is very depressed with office affairs that drain his brain.

Shortly after, I immediately told about the incident that was immediately greeted by laughter by Mr. Arfa.

"I'm sorry, Elvia. I didn't expect you to come here so soon. You also just came immediately, so I forgot to tell Dhea about you."

"Yes. Next time announce, sir in front of all employees if I'm your fiancee."

"Relatedly? I really want to. But don't you want our relationship to go public?"

"I'm kidding." I said while removing the contents of the items in the backpack.

"What's that?" Ask Mr. Arfa.

"Have you had lunch yet?" Means back.

"Not yet."

"What the hell am I lacking sir? I'm beautiful, sensitive, considerate. Here, I bring you food."

"Warrantable right?"

"Oh, jude. If you don't want me to give you Alvin."

"Yes. Abis Pak Arfa." I said as I put the lunch box that I brought to the desk Mr. Arfa.

"Do you want or not?"

"Thank you Elvia." Said Mr. Arfa.

"That dong said thanks." My satisfied reply heard Mr. Arfa's words.

Mr. Arfa tasted the food I cooked, "Enak?"

Mr. Arfa nodded his head, "Yes."

One habit Mr. Arfa that he if you eat again, must be silent. He said he wanted to eat while enjoying the taste of his food.

"out? Is that slender?"

"Yes. A lot of work." Replied Mr. Arfa who made me a little pity.

"Sir, come here." I patted the sofa next to me.

Tumbens. Mr. Arfa nodded and immediately sat next to me.

"Right step, sir." I told you to ask Mr. Arfa to turn my back. Strangely enough, Mr. Arfa.

I also gently massaged Mr. Arfa's shoulders that felt stiff. Mr. Arfa occasionally asked me if I was tired of massaging or not, if I had been asked to stop. Very attentive, Mr. Arfa.

"Elvia, you're taking a day off, right?"

"Yes. Going into semester five."

"Semester five and six you're already getting busy for sure. Don't be males."

"Yes.." Reply lazily.

"Must be diligent, let's not repeat my matkul."

"Yes..."

"If you want to get married quickly, graduate quickly."

"Yes..."

I stopped the massaging activities I had been doing.

Wait for...

What did Mr Arfa say?

"What Sir?"

"I don't want to repeat. Who told you to slow down."

"Whatever, sir."

"Thank you El."

"For?"

"Feel you and massage you. Your presence entertains me."

"Do you think I'm a comedian?"

"Lake you a dime. So it doesn't fit."

"Father is more chubby."

"My employees laugh when I laugh."

"Fear of cutting their pay."

"That knows."

"Nyebelin..."

"But you love, right?"

"Don't you, dear?"

"I love you more than you know."

"What's big?"

"You know the world is big, right?"

I nodded my head, "Yes."

"Yaudah, I just want to say that."

Is it a sin to kill your own fiancee?

How upset yeah..

"I think you want my munchalins."

"That's it?"

"No. Tired of the father's ambiguity that is not clear."

"But you like it, right?"

Give it up, sir...

Asal Pak Arfa.

"When are you back?"

"Let me consider again."

"Must go back anyway. I miss."

Omimi

Why did the last word come out of my mouth?

Tuh...

Mr. Arfa smiles indistinctly.

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