MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER

MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 113'S


“Do you have much work?” Arkhan asked as he lowered his face to be able to reach Zalfa's face.


Zalfa turned on his laptop, pointing the cursor at the required files.


“You're mad at me?” Ask Arkhan again.


Zalfa remained silent, only glancing for a moment then returned to work on the laptop.


“Are you angry that your ex got a fried chicken slap?”


Zalfa was silent. His hands were busy typing the keyboard tust-tust.


“I was very upset because the situation happened as if conditioned. It's as if you made a pact with him and you want to see each other. I've accused you of that, but that doesn't mean I can't trust you after your explanation, right? Okay okay, now I believe all your statements. Zalfa, talk something!”


Zalfa took the paper and read the notes.


“Zalfa, don't shut up. Speak!” Arkhan touched Zalfa's arm. The woman remained silent. “I don't understand if you just shut up like this.”


Zalfa stood up. Arkhan. Arkhan's steps came to a halt as Zalfa also stopped and turned his head. “I want to go to WC, do you want to come too?”


Arkhan turned back and then stepped towards the table. He's waiting there. His hand tapped on the table as he impatiently waited for Zalfa who was too long in the restroom. A few minutes later, Zalfa came out of the bathroom.


“I'm still here because I want to hear your explanation. Are you still angry at my accusations? Or are you angry that your ex slapped fried chicken? Answer!” firmly Arkhan while holding onto Zalfa's powerful arm.


“Please, Arkhan! You hurt me!” Zalfa grimaced with pain in his arm.


Arkhan took off Zalfa's arm.


“I can accept anything from you, but not if the accusation of cheating. Unknowingly, you accused me of cheating. I'm not that low, Arkhan. What's more until you have to make an appointment just for the sake of being able to meet each other, you don't even want to listen to my explanation,” explained Zalfa with an annoyed expression.


Arkhan advanced with both hands touching Zalfa's shoulders, then gently pressed the shoulders until Zalfa's body swung down and sat on the swivel chair. Arkhan lowered his body, putting both his hands on the left and right sides of Zalfa's body, precisely his palms touching the armrests.


“I've believed you. Then what else should I say?” It seemed that Zalfa's situation turned to him, now it was Zalfa who did not believe him.


“I was not angry at all when Faisal was hit by throwing a piece of chicken, my frustration is because your actions deliberately spilled anger by stabbing Faisal using fried chicken,” said Zalfa.


“I told you I didn't do it on purpose.”


Arkhan smiled faintly. He realized that Zalfa was insinuating him with the same sentence he had said.


“I like your attitude like this. You're testing me, hm?” Arkhan raised his hand, placed his palm onto Zalfa's arm, then the palm crept up and up to his shoulder, neck and then down to the chest.


“Arkhan!” Zalfa held Arkhan's hand.


“This is in my workroom, don't fuck!” Zalfa frowned with a nervous expression. Arkhan, he snegaja pulled out his powerful weapon.


“One of a kind.”


“Do not joke!” Zalfa restrains Arkhan's naughty hands and begins to guerrilla.


“I'll stop if you say that you already trust me, I really didn't mean it so the chicken flew and hit the man.” somehow until this second Arkhan's tongue is so heavy calling the name Faisal. Arkhan raised his face.


“Arkhan! I said stop!” Zalfa held Arkhan's chest but his strength was not enough to withstand the man's power until Arkhan's lips had now landed on Zalfa's cheek. The man gave gentle kisses on Zalfa's delicate cheeks. While both of his hands continued to move gently rubbed Zalfa's arms and back.


“OK, yes yes, I believe you,” Zalfa strangles finally, resigned. Basic Arkhan!


Arkhan instantly rewinded his body, a knotty smile rising on his face looking at Zalfa's cheeks that were blushing red. Then he stood straight and said, “I'm gone. Call if you want to go home.”


Zalfa nodded.


"Wait!" zalfa exclaimed making Arkhan stop his steps and turn his head.


Arkhan raised an eyebrow.


Zalfa remembered that in the restaurant long enough he was waiting for Arkhan to come out of the restaurant. "Arkhan, what were you doing with Faisal at the restaurant? I waited for you to come out long enough, could it be that something happened between you and him?"


Arkhan was silent, he shook his head. Then it passed away, letting Zalfa wonder and hoarding curiosity


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