The Lecturer's Jrat
Chapter 20 - Very Disappointed

The second course will start in three hours, the three girls intend to go to a painting exhibition held by another faculty.

But as they were about to exit the campus building, Arthan from behind called out to Yoona.

''Mr Arthan? what is it?'' ask the timid Amel.

''Emm, I have some business with Yoona, can you?''

Amel and Wulan glanced at each other and then nodded then moved away from them. There was no suspicion in the hearts of the two girls, instead they thought that Arthan would reprimand Yoona because of the incident in class.

Amel and Wulan were worried, they were watching Yoona and Arthan from a distance away. ''Don't get Yoona into trouble, '' said Wulan and embraced by Amel.

At Yoona and Arthan's.

Arthan, who looks around before speaking, makes Yoona come to do the same thing as Arthan.

''Mas? why?''

Arthan looked at.

''There is another job, there will be a driver who picks you up, okay?'' arthan whispered a little.

Yoona nodded in understanding. Arthan kept looking at her, and so did Yoona.

''You're angry with me?''

''No!''

''Don't lie.''

''No mas.''

Arthan's heavy breathing made Yoona feel that something was holding her heart.

''As why?''

''I'm tired, '' Arthan replied.

''Tired? rest up!''

''No, I'm tired of these cats. Until when do you want to hide our relationship, Yoona.''

Yoona turned her eyes the other way, she saw two friends who kept looking at them.

''Mas, discuss it later, yes, it's not good, they look here mulu,'' said softly Yoona.

Arthan glanced at Amel and Wulan, then sighed softly and nodded. Just as Arthan was about to open his mouth wanting to talk again, a woman pulled him.

''Una! come with me now to the theater building, something is sure to surprise you!'' he said that he didn't care if Yoona kept asking to be released.

Arthan scrunched his forehead, feeling something was amiss. He looked at Amel and Wulan who were running after Yoona.

Arthan secretly decided to go where Yoona was being pulled, and suddenly her hands clenched tightly, wrathful fury vividly painted on the thirty-year-old's firm jaw.

On stage, Yoona stood with a man standing in front of her.

Arthan's gaze was only on Yoona who did not see her existence. Obviously Yoona was confused, she didn't understand what was really going on.

Yes that man is Noval. Noval is sitting down there with a white rose. Some decorations were installed there, applause echoed in the row of the spectator bench.

''Accept it! accept that! accept!''

That sound made Arthan's eardrum seem to break. His handbooks were already flushed, his jaw stiffened when he heard Noval herself expressing her feelings for his wife.

''Yoona Navia, I'm Noval Defrian admitted that all this time I like you, I hope you will accept me, ''' said Noval so softly, staring warmly at Yoona's moving eye bead was uncomfortable.

''Nothing at all! not funny to know!'' Yoona looked at the row of stools, she really didn't like being in this state.

Her friends cheered for Yoona to accept Noval's speech. But not the least Yoona intends to accept Noval.

''Yoona, I know you're confused. But I really like you, and this is all I can do.'' Noval stares at the rose for a moment, hoping that Yoona will pick it up soon.

Yoona did not realize that behind the applause and cheering sounds for her, there were two people who were hiding an angry look.

''Now, if you accept this rose, it means you accept me, but if you give it back to me, it means you reject me. And I promise I won't be angry if you refuse me.''

Silent for a moment, the building was immediately silent. There was no applause or shouting, because the direction of Noval's speech was very serious, and Yoona's face was very cold.

They must be curious. Intrigued by the decision Yoona will make, accept it or indeed reject it.

Yoona's face grew pale, she was nervous. It was not the first time a man expressed feelings for her, but only this time there was a man who was an artist to ask her to be a lover.

Yoona looked around, she looked at the face of her friend, not knowing there were two people who did not like the event.

Breathing sounded again, Yoona's hand moved to take the flower and in the end the flower had changed hands.

Arthan who saw that was certainly disappointed, very disappointed. He just left with a feeling of anger. As well as one other person, he left his chair.

Arthan drove his car at high speed, even the flower pots on the side of the road also became his victims.

His jaw tightened, his eyes reddened and there were even tears that had been blocked there. Bugh! he hit the wheel very hard, he was furious so angry!

''So this is the end? I know you don't like this marriage, but why as if you give me hope Arthan said full of disappointment.

Evening arrived, Yoona had arrived home since this afternoon with Arthan's courier picked up.

Yoona was worried, she had thought long about one thing. Yeah, he wants to talk to Arthan.

His eyes glanced at the clockwork that had shown at 11 p.m., but there was no sign Arthan was going home.

''Where are you, Mas, '' muttered Yoona.

Yoona clasped her phone, wanting to call Arthan, but it was impossible because she did not have her husband's number.

What kind of married couple is this? even the number to call was not available.

And here Arthan is, in the room with the laptop on.

His eyes were closed, with the head he was resting on in the chair. Her work is not held, as the shadow of Yoona's hand receiving Noval flowers makes it difficult for her to concentrate.

He was really disappointed, yes unwittingly he already liked Yoona, not even just like, he had loved the unstable girl, a long time ago.

I don't know what makes him like Yoona, but there are still many women in line asking him to be a lover, but Arthan refused it all because of Yoona.

But what now, that feeling of disappointment was very painful, very painful.

The door opened, Ziko approached him with food because Arthan had not eaten since noon.

''Arthan, what is it exactly? why does it look like there is a big problem?'' ask Ziko while putting the food in front of Arthan.

Arthan remained silent, not at all acknowledging Ziko's words. His hands are massaging the base of his nose.

''Will you spend the night at the office?'' ask Ziko again because she knows that question Arthan will not answer.

''Yes.''

''Then I clean up first.''

''No need, you go home, ''' prevent Arthan.

''You sure, Ar?''

Arthan nodded, and Ziko passed by doubtfully.

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