Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest

Imposing

At that time we were talking about the Workshop that was held as an activity of the 7th Generation Teacher. Everyone is excited except me.

I don't like to participate in exhibitions. Even though the credit numbers are quite a lot. But Mr. Rendi said, I must come.

“Try we thought, what the hell is famous from Central Jakarta?” This is my friend, Master Teacher, Mr. Zair. At 45 years old, he was a Physics Teacher for grades 10 and 11. Looks pretty handsome like the CEO in the dream novel. If the road in the crowd, many who ask for signatures are considered stray drakor artists.

“We are Private SMA, we still participate in the workshop too?” my lament.

“No what is Riel, enliven, pretty credit numbers!” This is my friend, too, Anita, Maths Teacher for 10th grade.

“Kan the amount is equal to 2 hours webinar,” I am still lazy.

“Lu miss Introvert,” hiss Yudhis, Young Teacher, teaches Co-operative and English. Two matpels at once. Because there is no competitive him in the field of martial arts and penjas, He also belongs to the category of handsome. He is 32 years old. “Gue has been horrified that every region of DKI also has its own characteristics.”

“Jakarta What center’an typical? Government Offices? Do you want to build a KPK building on the stand?” my many.

“Why should KPK, lo nyindir who, heh?” Yudhis pointed at my nose, accusing me.

I bit his index finger.

He instantly pulled it while grimacing, Sick Riel!I thought I was wrong if I bought it pocky. He wants the stove I bought chocolate. That's it, he's crying while biting me,”

“Ponish only, marry there!” replace Mr. Zair who insinuates Yudhis.

“Dhis, already so wide you have to play with 10th graders who I will not call his name here,” said Anita

“Still a long way ya road to pass?” Yudhis asked that.

I hit him with a syllabus map.

“Hai Gaeeeees!” Jenny came while wriggling her body in the style of Indonesian Princess. She is a Counseling Guidance teacher and a UKS Doctor.

Anita directly threw a mechanical pencil over her desk with a scatter, “Ck! She's coming yes..”

“Yes is clear,” I said as I ruffled my waist towards Jenny, “Udah late, spread the charm. Make me the default laper,” I nag Jenny.

“No need to ferociously dong Riel, like you have to join the Anger Management session once in a while, judges lo delay.” Jenny flicked her hand in front of my face.

“Anger management will also be released if the psychologist you!” Omelcu.

“Ariel-like attitude is needed considering the students we teach each style is already the most true in the world. How many students are there? 300? 400?” Yudhis. Tumben-tumbenan he defended me.

“duuuh do not dong, we are teachers. should be able to be used as role models and pekertinya should be able to be exemplary,” said Jenny with her centil style.

We kept silent while looking at him from top to bottom.

Then sneered cynically.

“Can be destroyed by the younger generation if.. duh I do not have the heart to continue the sentence.” muttered Mr. Zair.

“Kalo guru BKnya kayak leeches sown salt like you!” I continued the sentence. Let alone.

“Sewot is lo! Uh, what if our stand is wearing Orange color. Jakmania ooooy's! Teruuuus we use wallpaper batik motif orange color, orange color curtains, every guest present we love the treats of cucur cake?”

“Kue cucur orange toping sunkist color?” I muttered lazily.

“So does boleeeeh, kyahahaha exuuuu!” Jenny is alone.

“We are registered to perform nari kicir-kicir loh fitting opening,” said Mr. Zair.

Sedaaaappp.

I sat down while compressing my head with a wet tissue.

**

“My darling took a nap turned out,”

I sat straight up when I heard a voice near my ear.

I felt a wet tissue fall from my forehead and I was wide-eyed looking for the origin of the sound.

“Arieeeel, Hay handsome you have maxi beluuum?” Jenny immediately approached the suspect whisperer.

Ariel who was standing behind me came forward and sat on the edge of my desk smiling at Jenny. “Not yet. Want to nemenin ma'am? Or want to buy?” his smile is really sneaky.

He looked at Jenny as if an ice cream sundae was running towards her, aka, I could see a glint of lust in her eyes. I swear there was a facial expression that blatantly indicated that he was interested.

“You're not in suspension huh?” ask Mr. Zair to Ariel.

“Ya Sir, but this afternoon there was an Osis meeting, we were asked to participate in an open debate event in the Master's Workshop,” Ariel said.

Ms. Jenny advanced and her long nails brushed off the hair on Ariel's forehead. At first glance, he seemed to bite his own lips.

I think I should be fired like a teacher like this. Bad name of school.

But Ariel did not dodge either, instead she looked straight at Bu Jenny as if waiting for the next action.

“What do you need here, Ariel?” I fixed my sitting position and sipped my already cold tea on the table.

“I need material because of his debate on the Economy in pandemic times,” said Ariel.

Lies.

The child may not need materials.

But because it wasn't good for the others so I went to the bookcase across the street. It is full of research journals and books of economists. Our school is very loyal when it comes to buying books.

“Material for the economic movement..” I muttered to myself while looking for debate material.

Ariel stood near me, while I could still hear at the end there, if it was decided the color of the workshop stand was Orange wallpapers batik, just because the others had run out of ideas.

“Later tonight play yuk?” ariel said in a low voice.

“Main? The Mall? Bring your girlfriend? Should I be?”

“Yes yes, you are my wife. Or do you let me play with another girl?”

I immediately froze.

As soon as I realized what he meant to play, it wasn't a walk to the Mall.

My chest feels tight.

“I'm later tonight there is an appointment dating Arka.” I said reject his invitation. “I refuse. Excuse me. The one yesterday was first and last,”

“You're my wife. Shouldn't have rejected me,”

“You can with others, kuizinkan,”

“Malah told me to sin..”.

“Wedding we forced,” hisisku slowly, “It also makes the bond invalid!”

“We do ijab kabul consciously. Do you know what it means?”

“Why the hell are you bothering me? Huh uh?! I This is not important to you! Our relationship is only business!”

“Since I've been with you, I've lost my taste with others.”

I'm taking a breath.

“Indeed why, Ariel?” I lowered my voice even more, “You're addicted? Am I the first virgin of your life? Sorry so find a real girl, play babbling only to not know what it feels like to make love naturally!” I intentionally spoke sharply to him, in order for him to leave.

But beyond my expectations, he was a whimper.

“You've saved your virginity for me. Not for Arka. I'll be at your house later tonight. Cancel all appointments.”

I violently tossed the book into his chest, and I walked out of the teacher's room. It doesn't matter if anyone saw this or not.