Hay Pak Teacher
Part 5's

Alana looked at the apartment building in front of her, did Azka really live in this building? a Farel Azka Afrizal Wijaya, the son of a coal businessman lives in a modest apartment.

Because I can't believe Alana's back in contact with Azka.

Farm money to :

"Now I'm in the lobby of the xx building, isn't that right?"

Despite being friendly for a long time, he had never set foot into Azka's apartment.

The Manja to:

"Yes"

"My apartment's on the sixth floor, no 169."

"No need to be like a snail!"

"I'm not the key to just go in!"

Alana put her phone back in the bag after reading a message from her best friend, then walked past the reception desk and then into the elevator, coincidentally inside she was alone.

Ting

The elevator doors open showing Alana inside, with Alana's leisurely steps down the hallway of the apartment building looking for where the door of an Azka's house lies.

He pushes the door slowly after it is believed the apartment belongs to Azka. "Not really in the key." muttered Alana.

Alana's eyes were wide open, dodging in disbelief it turned out Azka's house was not as bad as imagined, see her house is very neat.

His hand mischievously touched the shelves in the living room. "Crazy don't dusty coy."

"I'm like a gini guy anyway." Alana scratched her head feeling strange with the response she let out, even though her house was no less clean.

"Azka yuhu, I entered ya." cried Alana in front of the door, fortunately in the apartment Aska there is only one room so she should not be confused.

His fists grabbed the door knob and then turned it around.

Chequelek

All he found was the Neat Room and there was no Azka in it. His eyes shifted to the bathroom door. His eyes instantly rounded, with difficulty he swallowed his saliva. This was not the first time he had seen Abs's belly a man but why was this body in front of him more comforting?

The scene before him was truly the faith of an Alana. Look at the man's good looks growing when his hair is terrible with a towel.

If you think Alana's gonna yell it's not gonna happen she's enjoying it. Unknowingly Alana photographed the athletic body in front of her.

Checkered

Ah Shit, why isn't the phone in sailet mode? look because of his cell phone he was caught looking at the beautiful body of the man.

"You!" cold voice is stirring.

"Pa-k Al-vi" said Alana with great difficulty she was also surprised.

Yes the man is Mr. Alvi, I don't know why the man can enter Azka's house.

Alana's legs continued to retreat as Mr. Alvi continued to walk forward towards her who was still bare-chested with a towel wrapped around her waist.

Brucks

Punggun Alana hit something behind her. Alana allocate the bookshelf she hit.Tell Alana who dares to move the bookshelf to block her movement.

Mr. Alvi locked onto Alana's movements, making her swallow more and more to see Abs Pak Alvi that close.

"Why did you come into my house?" the cold voice came back with an intimidating full look.

Alana cleared her throat to neutralize her nervousness, tried to calm down, then returned Mr. Alvi's gaze.

"I should ask, why is Mr Alvi at my friend's house?"

"This is my house!" firmly mr. Alvi.

"This is my friend's house!" firmly trying to escape from the confines of Mr. Alvi to make a bookcase behind him shake and.

Brucks

Mr. Alvi reflexively lowered his head to protect his stumped body from the pile of falling books while He hugged Alvi's waist pack to protect himself.

"Ahhhhh my eyes are not holy anymore" he shouted releasing his embrace and then ran out of the room.

If he only saw Abs Pak Alvi's stomach he wouldn't be that and shouted shamefully. But what he saw more than that, where at the time Mr. Alvi looked at his body then he reflexively hugged the waist of Mr. Alvi.

At that time he saw the towel in Mr. Alvi's clothes straight down. I swear by anything he did not see Mr. Alvi's son, who he saw only smooth thighs, oh good his brain was really contaminated.

Alana stopped stepping as a loud shout flashed from inside the room.

Alana turns around waiting for what Alvi sir will do to her. Honestly, now he is very nervous, as brave as he is, if faced with a creepy face, Mr. Alvi, his guts shrink instantly.

"Why sir?"

"Delete my photo on your phone!" mr. Alvi's orders are cold.

"I deleted it." he said

"Where's your phone!" Mr. Alvi raised his hand.

"It's been to delete the pack" he replied, giving his phone.

"Your phone." repeated Mr. Alvi.

Alana sighed resignedly, giving her ponser to Mr. Alvi, if I'm honest she hasn't deleted the photo from her phone. Whether he wants anything, maybe as a threat if Mr. Alvi messes with him.

Mr. Alvi continued to step while fiddling with his phone, making him retreat and exit the Apartment door. "Next time don't go into anyone's house carelessly." Mr. Alvi returned his phone.

"But this is my friend's house."

"No apartment?" Mr. Alvi raised one of his eyebrows with his hands in his pants pocket.

Alana deftly checks her phone after it answers Mr. Alvi's question. "169 sir."

Brakes

The apartment door closed and showed no apartment there 196. Oh no. He went wrong into the house, wanted to be taroed where his face is now.

"Fucking azka!" His meaning was to walk back down the hallway, before long he found door 169 without abahabah he opened the door brutally.

"Damn lo Azka!" he shouted when he saw Azka lying on his stomach on the sofa without wearing clothes.

If you think Alana will be grounded, oh it will not happen it is common for her to see Azka and her bare-chested friends.

"Why Al? come-come yell my earache." degus Azka still with the same position.

Alana pouted, stepped closer to Azka, then placed the bag of medicine on the table, and sat down before Azka.

"How come I got in the wrong room tau!" pissed her.

"Who am I?" confused Aska. "Al please take medicine on my back!" her door.

Although upset Alana still treat Azka's scratches, not too severe anyway, but Azka can not treat her own scratches on the back.

"Why not Salsa?" tanya Alana was busy cleaning Azka's wounds and then gave her a red medicine.

"You don't know Salsa giman Al."

"Lo anyway, already know the heart of Salsa like how, lo kecewain, ginikan jadinnya." He blames Azka for what happened to his friend.

"Al's swallowed." ringis Azka as He pressed his wound too lightly.

"Don't brawl it!"

"Defending the Truth Al. Don't omelin me aja lo, noh brother-bang lo follow all."

"Bdw you enter whose house?" kepo Aska's.

"Pak Alvi." replied Alana indifferently now busy treating the bruises on Azka's face, their position was sitting opposite.

"You can! you're not in anything, are you?" Azka checks Alana's body.

"Azka!" upset Alana, when Azka treated her like a doll back there. "Gue ain't papa, just my eyes ain't holy anymore" he said.

Believe me Alana's face feels hot when remembering the incident, maybe now her face has been flushed red.

"What look are you?" Azka raised her eyebrows.

"Liat Belly Abs her Mr. Alvi." honest Alana.

"Better where's the same mine?" goda Azka's.

"Azka!" annoyed Alana slaps Azka's arm.

"Lo is really bego kok in petihara, 169 is the same 196 is much different." Azka Gereget himself followed the absurd behavior of his little friend.

"How do you know no apartment Mr Alvi?"

"You know, he's my new neighbor." Relax Azka.

...TBC...