My Annoying Lecturer's
Mr Arfa?!

"Well?"

I said in a flat tone as possible, maybe even barely pitched.

"Sorry."

Again the word was thrown from the lips of Mr. Arfa.

"Ck, who are you? Do we know?"

"I'm sorry I want to work here not hear an apology." I replied with a piercing tone. In fact, just looking at it I don't want to.

"Elvia, listen to my explanation."

"Sir, Sorry. If I'm told to work like this, I don't have to work all together."

Mr. Arfa rubbed his face rough. At first glance I noticed his appearance. A little messy, different from the usual appearance Mr. Arfa showed me. Then, Mr. Arfa was also a little thin either because Mr. Arfa did not maintain a diet or my memory of Mr. Arfa had begun to fade.

"El, I'm back. You don't miss?"

I scrunched my forehead in wonder, "What the hell, sir? What's missing?!" My tone sounded a little loud, impressed like a snarl.

But I don't care because what I'm feeling right now is such a stifling pain. So long gone without news, then suddenly came an innocent face.

"Don't you miss me, El?"

I snorted annoyedly at Mr. Arfa's words, "Hindu?"

"I'm sick of it, sir!" I said, throwing my face away.

"But you always reply to my letters, El."

"When? I have contacted my father more than a hundred times. You disappeared without news, right? Then what do you mean by now suddenly appearing in front of me?"

"El, I always write to you. You forgot?"

"What letter, sir?!"

"You... Don't you always bales?"

"Sir, if you speak the truth. Don't be so clear. What letters? Where's?"

Mr. Arfa's footsteps immediately moved quickly to his office desk drawer. He picked up a bunch of papers that left me a little confused.

That's not college work, is it?

"Try to read."

I also brought myself closer to the pile of paper.

"Standard off. This...?"

Quickly my hand picked up a piece of paper randomly from the stack of papers neatly arranged by Mr. Arfa.

"Sir?"

"It's not me who retorts."

I'm appalled.

This is not a soap opera, but it is really the reality that the letter does exist.

"Keep, what do you think about using all the letters?" Omelcu.

"Let's be different, El. His struggle sent a letter. Like that was before."

Is this the answer of a sole heir to the Davies family fortune?

"Sir.seriously me."

"Yes, I'm serious El."

"But I never received these letters sir, let alone bales letters."

"Seriously? So this whole time zonk?"

I don't think the same way of mind, Mr. Arfa.

"Daddy only cares about that?"

"Mother doesn't care that I've been waiting for news from you all this time? Bang Kelvin knows?"

"Udah."

"Sir... Don't be cheeky!"

"El..."

"What?!"

"Do you know what I miss the most?"

"Bodo is very, sir."

"Laughing at you, El."

"What's my laugh, sir?"

"ugly. Especially when you are moving."

Reflek, I hit Mr. Arfa's arm hard so upset.

"Why the hell? Just met you already hit?"

"I want you to clear everything to me now!" I said in a tone that would not be denied.

Mr. Arfa smiled to see the sour face I showed.

"El..." I just looked at Mr. Arfa in response.

"You remember when I said sorry?"

I replied in a flat tone, "Father think, where might I forget. I guess that's a question I don't have to answer."

"What a hell of a you."

"Delia's not pregnant, I know that. Actually at that time I wanted to convey something to you, El. But I think it's better I don't take it to you."

"So, he meant all this time my father lied to me?"

"For almost a year I speculated about the same father Delia. I don't understand and now I'm angry with you."

"I'm given a challenge, El. I told my parents, I want to see you finish college. But my father disagreed. He has a candidate. So if I can finish the project in Nepal I just gave my blessing." Obviously Mr. Arfa.

"But it turned out that the project took time to exceed my expectations. That's a little long." Continue Mr. Arfa.

"If the issue of the letter I think there is something wrong there. I thought you were the one who retorted."

"Delighted. Clearly late. Really pack it! You think I'm a toy?!"

"Some of it yes, sir... Who said I wanted to marry my father? Who said I wanted to fight Dad? So much for me to choose."

Mr. Arfa smiled and hugged me from behind, oh cem korean drama euyy. back hug.

"Kangen."

I'm trying to let go of Mr Arfa's hug because maybe this feels weird?

"Just a minute, El. I miss the maximum of you."

"If you miss samperin, sir. Not sending a letter. What stone age do you think?!"

Both corners of Mr. Arfa's lips were drawn upwards making a semicircular arch so wide, "Later to clear everything, El. I want to give you a surprise."

"Surprise? Not prank?"

Mr. Arfa looked around, "Knowledge huh? And I put the camera in a place that you can't possibly notice."

Thats enough...

I'm tired of facing Mr. Arfa's behavior.

"Bodo very, sir!"

"Mr has never seen me angry, has he? I think kill a sinner gapapa deh.".

Mr. Arfa replied to me with his last laugh which made me even more furious and annoyed.