My Killer Lecturer's
Meeting Plan

While we were struggling with our own thoughts. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"Lake in!" mas Yudhis's Order.

The door opened, Sandra seemed to enter the room with a plastic bag that was struck by Japanese food products that are quite famous in this city.

"It's the lunch you asked for, sir," Sandra said.

"Please serve, San!" mas Yudhis's Order.

Sandra squatted in front of the table. He opened the plastic and took out two boxes of rice and drinks. He then put it on the table. Unintentionally, I saw a Sandra blouse hemisphere that was wide enough to show the twin hills above. I feel uncomfortable seeing that. I think I want to rebuke Sandra. But I'm afraid he'll be offended.

"Please enjoy it, sir, Mom," Sandra said with a smile looking at Mas Yudhis.

Maybe because my mind was contaminated with suudzon, I finally thought Sandra's smile was not just a secretary's smile towards her boss. But a smile that was quite mischievous and as if it was challenging an opponent to do something. Oh my God .. I really need strength right now.

After Sandra left, I looked at Mas Yudhis who started to enjoy his food. At first glance I noticed that Mas Yudhis was just acting normally in response to Sandra's presence in this room. Then, what kind of thing Citra had seen and she concluded it was not a decent thing to do between the boss and his secretary? Thinking about it, for a long time my head could break.

"Ish, dumbass again," said Mas Yudhis. "Come, get eaten, mumpung is still warm!" said again.

"Yes, Mom!" I nodded and started grabbing my food rations.

We started eating together, occasionally interspersed with laughter. Seeing the same attitude of Mas Yudhis as usual, made my sense of parno fade a little. Ah, maybe the thing I felt a few days ago, it was just the effect of our lack of communication. Alright, from now on I will take the time to visit Mas Yudhis in his office.

After lunch, I say goodbye to Mas Yudhis. I realized, now Mas Yudhis has become an important person. Therefore, I don't want to take too long.

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Day by day passed. Today was our last meeting before the UAS.

"Please for those who still get below average grades, please fix it immediately before UAS ends," said the lecturer as he glanced at me.

I can only grumble inwardly in my heart. I've submitted some papers to replace the crazy assignment he gave me. But nothing in his heart. Ish, actually, what the hell does he want?

"Where, Brother ... have you met Yudhis?" ask Citra while we are waiting for a lecturer change.

"Already, Cit," I replied.

"Then, what did Yudhis say? He agrees that your marriage is speeding up?" ask the image again.

I shook my head, weak.

Seen Citra frowned. "But why, brother?" ask the image again.

"He said, Yudhis did not want to disturb the concentration of learning Brother, Cit. So, the wedding date is still the same as we agreed to before" I replied

"Oh, so yeah. Trus, what's Big Brother's next plan?" The image continues to ask.

"Yes, you can only leave for now. But, the burden on Big Brother's mind are the three values of the crazy lecturer," I replied.

"Son't you fix it yet?" ask Citra.

"Sister has submitted some papers to him. But he didn't want Big Brother to fix that value with duty" I said.

"Then?" The image keeps asking.

"Yes, you have to repeat the exam again" I replied.

"Actually according to Citra, no matter how many Big Brother take the retest, Citra feels the results will definitely remain the same," Citra said.

"You mean?" Now it is my turn to ask because I do not understand the direction of the purpose of the Citra sentence.

"But what's the motive, Cit?" ask again.

"Well, that's what Citra doesn't understand. What kind of motive was actually hidden behind all the grades he gave to Big Brother. Is it possible that he holds a grudge against Brother?" citra.

"Rudge? What revenge, Cit?" I don't understand what the kid means.

"Yes, it might have been a grudge in the past. Didn't you guys get to high school, did you?" tanya Citra.

"Ish, there's a big brother who should hold that grudge for her. It turned out that all this time he had been playing a lot of tricks on Brother," I replied fiercely.

"You mean Brother Chi?" ask Citra.

"That's it, not the important thing to discuss. Anyway, everything has passed. What is clear is that at this time Brother is still confused about what to do to fix the values that are falling apart" I replied

"How about you meet Mr. Fatwa?" citra Proposal.

"You mean?" I don't know why Citra proposed it.

"I mean Citra, Brother tried to meet Mr. Fatwa specifically. Speak carefully with Mr. Fatwa, so that you know why Mr. Fatwa always gives bad value to you. Trus, Brother asked for the task of making improvements to the value of the Brother," Citra explained.

"If he asks for something, what?" manyworry.

"Yes, stop it" Citra replied.

"Yeayy, same with bo'ong. It would be a little difficult to deal with the value if that's the way," I said.

"Yes, try it first. Sacrifice by napa, Brother. There's nothing wrong, isn't it, you're good brother Fatwa sir. Just don't be meblasan," Citra said.

"Eit, you mean well, what? Kok Brother smelled a bad aroma," I said looking firmly at Citra.

"Yes, okay that .. follow what Mr. Fatwa wants. For example, take a dinner with a romantic atmosphere, lah. Let the heart of Fatwa sir. If you are already seneng, brother Rayu tuh, so that he changes the value of Brother," said Citra, ngasal.

"Is, dammit! I swear, it's not a good idea huh, Miss Citra," I said.

"Hehehe...." The image just chuckles in response to my words.

"Sst, there's a lecturer!" my murmured as the corner of my eye pointed towards the hijab lecturer who still looked young.

A moment later, Citra and I immediately fixed the module that still looked messy on the table. After that, we started our second course.

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Last day of UAS. My feelings are starting to get bad. Moreover, this was the last day to collect the duty of that crazy lecturer. On second thought, Citra's suggestion may have a point as well.

Yes, maybe I should try to negotiate with the sableng lecturer so that he wants to give a value that is worthy enough for me. It doesn't matter if I don't get perfect grades for her college eyes. Getting the 'Good' title, I'm very grateful.

After the UAS, I started taking out my phone to contact the crazy lecturer.

"Hallo! How, Res?" ask the man on the other end of the phone.

"Where are you?" ask me without further ado.

"I'm in the apartment" replied Fatwa.

"Good, wait for Res there!"

A second later, I hung up the phone and immediately looked for a taxi to go to the killer's lecturer's apartment.

Seriate