My Killer Lecturer's
The Beginning of a Story

"You're actually stupid what bego?” shouted the lecturer as he ruffled his waist, right in front of me

Wussh!

One sentence that made my body feel weak for a moment.

"Pardon me, sir!" That's the only word I can say out of my mouth.

"Hhh, I don't know what else to do to you? All the ways I have done so that you can understand this course. All the learning methods and models I have applied, so that you master the material I teach. But what outcome? I'm disappointed in you, really disappointed! Throughout history I have been a teacher. You're the slowest student I've ever had!"

The killer lecturer was still grumbling with his mutant words. "Yes, I'll give you a D for your course this time," he said.

"But-But Sir! Is there no substitute for other tasks to add value to me?"

With a formless feeling, I made an offer. I thought, just crazy! Every college eye he has, my grades are always down. Though I feel, I can do UTS and UAS well. My only weakness may be in meetings and assignments.

"Free I gave you a task. My job is never done on time. Once done, your answer is always ngawur," said the lecturer with a cynical tone.

"I'm surprised at you, though. Where have you been all this time, until now you have been in college! Why not continue your education. Not ashamed of you, being the oldest student in this class? Or maybe you are a perennial student because your brain is slow loading?”

Nyess!

Once again the words of the killer lecturer cut my heart.

Crazy, you think I'm as rich as you can go to college. After all, if not for the demands of work, let me go to college again. You do not realize what, my brain, was like a fireplace home in the Netherlands, which is being hit by winter. Which is all fire.

Eit, of course I can only curse him in the heart. I bowed my face and swallowed all the words of the lecturer.

"Okay, I'll give you one more chance, but .. I'm not sure you can do it" said the eagle-eyed lecturer and had a thin brewos that if he looked at it, he said, I can goosebumps myself because I feel amused.

My smile immediately expanded upon hearing the lecturer's offer.

"Mr don't worry, this time I can do it. I will make sure that I will carry out my duties as best I can, as perfectly as possible!"

Eis crazy, how could I talk to that cake? Nothing, the important thing is that I pass in the eyes of the lecture, my mind.

Actually this is my third meeting with a course that is IPA background.

Suddenly the killer stood up. With her grinning smile, she approached me. The handsome face that broke my heart when I was in High School, approached my face. His breath, which smelled of mint, smelled in my sense of smell. The closer and the more messed up my heart saw the gaze of the lecturer's eagle eyes. Until at a distance of only one cm, no matter what was possessed, I began to close my eyes.

"Sleep with me!” said the haughty lecturer.

My mouth suddenly heard his offer. Not wanting to argue any further, I walked away from the man.

"Wait!" his yell.

My footsteps stopped hearing the lecturer's scream.

The man came closer. I could feel if the lecturer's hand started to grab the pocket of the jacket I was wearing.

"This is my apartment key. You can use it if you change your mind. Remember, I will wait for you every night" he whispered in my ear.

My hair back on my feet felt her breath touching the skin of the neck. Without asking anything more, I immediately ran away from the lecturer's room.

Brakk!

I unconsciously slammed the door of the room to make Citra surprised.

"What's up, brother?" ask Citra.

"God!" My pilon face was visible when I realized Citra's question.

"Is Brother okay?" ask the image again.

"I-iya .. I .. I'm good, Cit," I replied nervously.

"Son brother looks pale, did the lecturer say a bad reason about Big Brother's grades?" The image asked back.

"Then, why is Big Brother's face so pale?" ask the image again.

"Maybe because of hunger. Understandably, I haven't had breakfast, hehehe.." I replied, as long as I spoke.

"Yes, then we go to the cafeteria now, brother. Fill up the gasoline first, let's be sane," joked Citra.

I nodded in response to Citra's call. We finally walked to the campus cafeteria.

Arriving at the cafeteria, we immediately looked for a comfortable seat to eat and chat. Citra's choice fell on a bench in the right corner of the canteen. After ordering two bowls of meatballs and two glasses of orange ice, we finally sat there.

"Actually sir Fatwa why the hell, brother? How come he has a grudge against Brother?" ask Citra.

The Citra question managed to make my heart beat irregularly. Honestly, I don't know what happened to that killer lecturer. However, the one I know. After the meeting, I began to believe that the lecturer only wanted to make things difficult for me. But what is the motive? I don't know myself.

"Of course." That's all I can answer.

"Sometimes I suspect the same Fatwa sir. Does he like you, brother?" ask the girl plainly.

"Ish, don't bother .. where there are lecturers who like old students like me," I replied, surprised to hear Citra's question.

"If I look around, you're both about the same age. That, can't happen, brother?" continued Citra

I want to reject the image statement. However, I can't deny the fact that me and the crazy lecturer are still the same age. And even worse, we used to go to school.

"But, I'm surprised, Brother. Why did he give up to three times bad grades to Brother in each eye of his lecture? It seems like something strange, that is. So, what did he say? What was the reason until he gave a D. Isn't Brother's assignment for this semester, full?" The image inclines me with all sorts of questions.

I'm nodding.

"Then, why can it still be ugly too?" Back to the image asked.

"She said I was late to the task, '" I replied.

"just that?! Then, is there no other way that he can provide additional value?" ask the image again.

"Ada?"

"What?"

"Sleep with her."

"What's? Crazy ... This is absolutely crazy! From last semester, I was expecting it. He seems to be looking for Brother. Ish, Brother ... Did you know him before? Or did you ever make a mistake to Mr Fatwa?"

I'm unmoving. Confused between having to be honest or not. But Citra kept urging me with questions that made my head almost break.

Cit, actually ... emm, actually she was my first love that I could never achieve."

What's?!

I nodded resignedly.

"I don't understand Brother. Can you tell me all the stories?"

"Well, I'll tell you...."

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