Skylar And The Lecturer
06

Silence enveloped the anatomy class that Teon was taking today - the students focused on the subject matter outlined by Teon, while the students were busy paying attention to every inch of Teon's face that had unusually strong pheromones.

"My knees are melting." said one student with a glued look at the beautiful face of Teon who was busy teaching in front of the class.

"Same, if this continues I can't pass the anatomical exam anyway" said another.

Yes, students cannot concentrate their concentration on lessons because the good looks of their lecturers are too dear to waste. Instead of studying, they are busy with imagining things.

"Excuse me,"

Teon stopped his activity when a heavy voice interjected. His eyes quickly turned to the source of the voice and found a man standing at the door looking at him with a warm look.

Teon nodded politely, he then approached the sturdy man.

"Can I help you, sir?" tanya Teon was friendly as well as polite.

"Ah, I want to give my son a sick license" the man replied, handing out a large white envelope with the logo of the city's largest private hospital.

Teon received the envelope, "so this Father's daughter is Wendelline Skylar, right?"

"Betul, my name is Lucas."

Teon slipped the envelope into his pants pocket and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the older man.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. I'm Teon."

Lucas commented with a smile, "my daughter may only be back in college in two days. I've also coordinated with other lecturers but it looks like I just saw you."

Teon chuckled softly, "of course, sir, because I'm a new lecturer so maybe you haven't found my contact on the lecturer's contact list."

"Ah, I see," Lucas grimaced, "that Skylar told me to send the letter."

"Sorry to trouble you, sir," Teon said with a full smile.

"No problem. Then I say goodbye first, Mr. Teon. Sorry to interrupt your teaching time."

With a smile that had not faded, Teon nodded letting the man pass.

"It's only natural that Wendelline Skylar became a very beautiful girl, her father's good looks rivaled mine," the monologue Theon looked at Papa Lucas' wide back that was getting away.

...°°°...

Skylar looked at the wide open window of his room with his body lying down, deliberately allowing the afternoon breeze that seemed refreshing to make his feelings improve. However, that estimate has not yielded significant results for Skylar. Since then the girl just looked blankly out, ignoring the gentle greeting of the gentle breeze that gently touched the strands of hair and delicate skin of the girl.

It's the second day he didn't go to college because his heart was completely broken and he couldn't work together. He was unable to think clearly at all making Skylar choose not to go to college at least until tomorrow.

A pair of eyelids as smooth as a rose belonging to Skylar ambushed quickly, a sign that the owner had managed to revive himself from unwanted daydreams.

"That's enough!" the girl got up from her bed, gathering all her strength to stand firm.

"I don't want to think about that jerk anymore! I can live without him!" it's full of determination.

Skylar inched towards the large closet in the right corner of his room, opening the furniture made of teak wood with a burning spirit.

The ex-given items were taken out of there without exception, which Skylar then packed into a large cardboard box. With a red marker, he labeled the box.

"Darrel's memories, don't unboxing." his great-grandson while spelling out what he's written.

Struggled, he took the box away to take it to the warehouse located on the ground floor of his house.

"Papa oh Papa!" call Skylar with a pair of manics that revolve looking for the existence of the Papa.

"Why, baby?" papa's words that know-how emerged from the backyard made Skylar slightly jerked in surprise.

Seeing the girl rush back to her room, Papa Lucas shook his head in disbelief.

"My son is growing too fast" he murmured as he galloped towards the shed with the box as his son had requested.

"But what is this?"

Papa Lucas was curious, but he didn't want to make Skylar uncomfortable. So he chose to directly put the carton box into the warehouse without even bothering to touch it again.

...°°°...

"Where are you going?" jeno asked when she found Teon had looked neat with a pastel blue shirt out of her room.

Getting such a question, Teon snorted amusedly.

"Abang wants to go to the house of a sick student, so he should not miss a lesson anyway," Teon said while showing off a notebook. Yes, a notebook contains a summary of his college eye material this week.

"Well, Brother is an understanding lecturer. Hopefully later on campus Jeno can lecturer so," Jeno jokes while embracing her brother.

Teon just grimaced, amused at the words of his sister just now.

"Eh uh uh, where are your children going?" mother asked after finding her children were walking towards the exit of their house.

"Jeno's not going anywhere, Bun. Brother who wants to go out," said Jeno honestly.

Sharply, Teon glanced at Jeno who was now being rattled.

"Where are you going, Bang?" repeat the Mother.

"My student house, Bun. Pity that the boy had twice the meeting was not present" Teon replied.

"What's there to do?" ask Mother this time with a full view of search.

Teon rubbed his face in frustration, "Oh God, Mother."

Seeing the incident, Jeno who was already unable to hold back her laughter could only giggle.

"Yes obviously want to give a summary of the material for him to study independently, Bun."

"Don't want to fuck up, will you?"

Teon sneered in disbelief, hey, since when did Mommy become overprotective like this?

Wasn't he the one who was busy telling her to get married yesterday? So why now his attitude is even like being addressing a child?

"Mother anything at all," the young man asked in disbelief.

"Yes already, Brother left first. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam," said Mother and Jeno together.

Teon is clearly inexhaustible with Mother's attitude and of course he will give a lesson to Jeno who dares to laugh at her who is being interrogated by Mother.

His sister should at least be picked up!

A pair of legs belonging to Teon galloping towards the garage intend to take out his matic motor that he had not used anywhere for a long time.

After all, today's weather is also conducive to getting out on a motorcycle.

"But what is the condition of the boy now?" ask Teon in your heart.