MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 92'S

Zalfa glanced at the glass in front of her forehead, looking at the reflection of the face inside the glass.

“Truly, what makes you not like me?” ask Zalfa carefully.

“Not much to ask.”

Zalfa was slightly surprised to hear the ruthlessness just now. But Zalfa did not give up.

“What because I'm bad to you? Do I hurt you often? Or make you miserable?”

Not answering, Elijah shut up. His head was leaning against the back of the seat, his face was pointing to the side, his gaze was out.

“Or maybe I bother you a lot? Did I ever break your stuff? Maybe doodling your car until it is as it looks in front of your eyes?” zalfa said with a smile.

Elijah stared at the scribble on the windshield of his eyes. Then turn your eyes to the back of the front seat. Zalfa's sentence managed to make him feel cornered. Not the evil Zalfa, who hurt, made misery, disturbed, damaged goods. Elijah did this to Zalfa. And Zalpha returned Elijah's deeds with a mighty good. After giving her help when Elijah fell, now take her home and save her from the sun. Then..wicked is Zalfa?

“I like pretty girls like you,” continued Zalfa.

Elijah could not answer. Duck. Then Elijah's gaze focused on the painting of girls and boys on their backs measuring twenty times thirty centi meters attached to the dashboard next to the steering wheel. It is made of fabric. Not framed. Elijah's eyes continued to look on without blinking.

Silent. Only the subtle sound of the car engine was heard, coupled with the roar of the car engine outside the passing.

“Stop!” elijah exclaimed to make Zalfa immediately step on the brakes.

“Why? It's not your house yet, is it?”

“There is my Mom and Brother,” replied Elijah.

Zalfa smiled happily at the answer. Although Elijah was still unfriendly, but the tone of the girl's speech was not ketus anymore.

Zalfa opened the glass, seeing Arkhan and his mother in front of the church.

“Will you bring your car closer for a while to that gate?” elijah pointed to the front gate of the church.

“Oke.” Zalfa. The car docked to the gate, approaching Arkhan who was walking towards his car.

Elijah down.

“Kaaak..” Elijah scatters and grabs Arkhan's arm. “Request money.”

Arkhan was surprised by Elijah's sudden arrival. His gaze turned to Zalfa who was still sitting sweetly in the car. Zalfa then approached.

“Why can he be with you?” arkhan asked Zalfa.

“See how long he's waiting for public transportation. I think it's better to come with me. Kasian if his skin blackened because of drying.”

“But bringing him here is just like getting me in trouble. Look, he's been asking for money.”

Zalfa frowned inexplicably.

Arkhan glanced at Elijah's hand which kept shaking his arm. “He always whines for money at inappropriate times.”

Zalfa smiled faintly. It turns out that brother and sister did not get along. “Sorry if I'm wrong.”

“What happened to your car? Do you want to look sloppy with the condition of the car like that? Gosh.” Arkhan noticed Zalfa's smudged car glass. “I just gave you a car and you already made it like this.”

Elijah, who heard her brother's statement, was shocked. So the car that Zalfa used belonged to his brother? Oh gosh.

“It... Ask your sister. But for me it's not about,” replied Zalfa with a smile.

Arkhan raised an eyebrow not understanding. Then look at Elijah's face. The one who blinks his lips without feeling guilty.

Understanding with the intention of Zalfa's gaze, Arkhan immediately said, “I drove mama here.”

Zalfa nodded. “Alright, I go.” His gaze then turned to Miss Maria who had always been busy with her phone. Coincidentally at the same time Bu Maria looked at him.

“Excuse me, Mom,” said Zalfa.

Miss Maria smiled as she nodded her head, polite. It turns out that Miss Maria who initially seemed indifferent was actually friendly.

"Be careful on the road. Don't forget to call your mama if something goes wrong" Maria said, stroking Zalfa's arm gently. Very motherly. "As for your sister Elijah, don't you think, she's a little wayward."

Zalfa nodded gladly to get a kind response from her in-laws, the kind-hearted mother-in-law and was very appreciative. Then Zalfa passed into the car. The next second his car disappeared from view after crossing the gate.

“Money!” Elijah poked his palm towards Arkhan.

“Later, if you've come home,” firmly Arkhan make Elijah more manyun.

“Don't just think about the money. How's your lesson value? If only your work, maybe this year you did not go to class. Mama's tired of seeing numbers on your record that never change from six and five. When can you learn well?” Ms. Maria squinted and sounded very chatty.

The ones that were recorded immediately closed their ears and entered Arkhan's parked car. Mary came in and sat in the back. Arkhan sat at the wheel next to Elijah.

The car drove off the church grounds after Arkhan stepped on the gas.

“Don't just three sheets give money later. I want seven sheets,” pinta Elijah as if judging.

“Stop talking money. Now I'm the one talking.” The authoritarian tone made Elijah silence without a fight. “What are you doing with Zalfa's car? You're the one who doodled, right?”

Elijah was surprised and immediately turned to the face that was now facing him.

“Come on, I'm not asking you to glare. But ask for your answer. Stop paying attention to your brother like seeing a robber so,” protest Arkhan and turn your face forward.

“Am I not wrong?”

“I think your ears are still normal. Don't make me change my mind until I cut the money you asked for.”

“OK okay..” Elijah feels threatened. “It was me who did it. Zalfa is ridiculous. She who seduced you until you finally married her.”

“Mama, it's mama's business. Mama gave her understanding to Elijah so she kept her talk.” Arkhan glanced at Maria.

“Stop talking Elijah. Your brother is already big, he is free to make his choice!” reprimand Maria with a focused look at the phone.

Elijah finally folded his hands on his chest with a frown, turning his face outward. He lost a landslide, cornered by two men.

SERIATE

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