My Annoying Lecturer's

My Annoying Lecturer's
The Wikwik Magazine


Today is full of controversy, ranging from not late but scolded, suddenly become an assistant lecturer, continue now what is this? When I gave a wikwik magazine bribe to Mr. Arfa.



If Devi said his name had fallen down the stairs. Cuyy



What I have to think about now is how to let Mr. Arfa ga until open the paper bag.



"Do, responsibility." Pinta.



"What am I bunting you for?"



"Ga that. But it's a life-and-death affair, Do."



"Yes is dead."



"Lu swear me?"



"Ribet really. Just take it hard."



"My pride will be with me if I take it, Do?!"



"Who told you not to check first."



"Bodo is yes. I don't think it's in the same check, Mr. Arfa. There are many unopened gifts." Yes, I agree with what I said.



"If opened?" Aldo ngajak nih. It's not like I'm calm.



"Where's dong?!"



Aldo with his sampis went straight to meet behind Devi's back just finished SME activities like.



"Why the hell, ay?" Ask Devi.



"Elvia beb, disturb me mulu daritadi."



They've been dating for almost a year, but I'm still not used to hearing their affectionate calls. Try ay beb beb.



"Well, Aldo, Dev!"



Aldo put on a bright look in front of Devi.



"What the hell are you?" Devi asked, as if she had gone bad ngeladeni me with Aldo who never got along.



"Gini Dev, he's going to apologize to Mr. Arfa. Well, Aldo tuh was pretentious he said he had a powerful item let the guy melt. Yaudah dong, I'm fine. Eh nih kid recurs one even misstated paper bag." Obviously with a loud tone.



"What's the contents of the paper bag, ay?" Ask Devi to Aldo who is putting on a withered face.



The fierce Devi can also be the same as Aldo's kayaking children. Wonder how I did.



"Magazine me, beb." Answer Aldo.



"Loh, continues? Doang magazine, right Vi? Gapapa is." Devi.



"The problem isn't just any magazine, Dev."



"Continue?"



"The wikwik magazine."



"I swear?!" Pekik Devi while nahan.



Isn't there a real one?



"That's really you, ay. Let's go to Elvia dingakin." Devi.



Dismissed my hopes to pass the spit.



"Where is this???!!!" Many frustrating.



"Take it again." Devi's Advice. It's not good quality to his advice.



"Beb, go home yuk. I want to be too." Take Aldo while sticking his tongue out at me-choked me son.



Yes, I want to malem. 5 O'clock to this 6th.




"So. Quality time I'm the same Devi dong." Reject Aldo. It can't be handled by a child.



"Sorry, Vi." Devi Grin.



"Yes, sana!"



I finally got back on the online ride. What a pity your fate is, son.



🎆🎆🎆



"Chat isn't it?" Daritadi my brain keeps thinking about asking you about the paper bag earlier?



Elvia Avaretta's


Night sir.


Sir, do I want to withdraw the prize blh?


(Deleted)



Good night, Sir.


Somebody wants me to talk


Don't misunderstand me sir my gift.


(Deleted)



Yes, from my job I type-delete-type-delete. Ga kelar-telar for fear of wrong words a little. Mr. Arfa's eyes are tajem, his hobby is still looking for faults of others.



Dedek rarely does anything wrong. Yeah no?



"What's the trite first time?" Hmm, finally my hand nimbly pressed the letters on the keyboard to form a series of words that emejing uwow.



Elvia Avaretta's



Good night sir.


Sorry disturb.


What else, sir?


Have you eaten Malem yet?


That's what I want sir


What is my gift?


(Sent)



Not alone read it, it is impossible that I share bacotan kayak gini. Can-can be fried the same Mr. Arfa.



My heart is beating, my eyes are twitching, my hands are shaking, my eyebrows are up and down, my mouth is not clear.



Don't overshadow ya gaes.



How not?


How can?!


How to get to sent?!!!


I obviously deleted it.



My feeling is starting to feel bad.



Ting!



Really right? Old sound notification WA also sound.



Elvia Avaretta's


Good night sir.


Sorry disturb.


What else, sir?


Have you eaten mlem yet?


That's what I want sir


What is my gift?


(19.10)



Galak sir


I drtd lhtin sdg type trs


Is it a gift?


I am sdh mkn.


The gift I like.


(19.20)



Balesan from Mr. Galak-eh Mr. Arfa means, making me want to immediately throw my head to the wall now.