Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 28– Ngambek

Joking shouldn't hurt.

“What you said earlier, daydreaming of him, haha.” Reza laughed loudly, his hands holding his stomach, he could not control the sound of his own laughter.

I on the other hand snorted bitterly, in addition to being annoyed that Reza was making fun of me, the sound of his laughter was not very pleasant to hear, he laughed like a person with asthma who was short of breath, his voice was not far away with the snarl of a donkey.

After a while, as his laughter began to slowly slow down and stop, one of his hands held onto his chin with his eyes looking into the upper corner.

From what I knew during my time with him, that face meant that he was thinking seriously, even though I didn't care what he thought, it didn't mean that I ignored him.

“You should have been angry earlier.” His words suddenly that actually made me furrow my eyebrows, not understanding.

“Why in angrili?” I said opening my voice, cutting off Reza's unfinished speech.

“Why? Of course it's disrespectful Raka. Anyway Miss Lisa is our teacher, we should be good ethical not dismissing her like that.” Reza called out sharply, his eyes glaring at me, I knew I had asked him stupidly.

“I've heard from other students, that someone teased Ms. Lisa like you did. Although his intention was just a joke, but it actually made him furious. He was impolite to talk flirting to her,” Reza added.

I subconsciously nodded, understanding the direction Reza was talking about. I or the other students should not be able to talk to him, especially if it is like words of seduction and mutter.

However, jokes must be in place as well, especially when teaching like that. I don't mean to joke with the teacher at the ban, I mean something it should be in their own standards. In fact, if the teacher is too serious in learning, the students can get bored, and it will slow down their brain performance.

Me, Reza, and Zildan walked down the school hallway to the parking lot, although today there is no club activity we did not automatically go home early. For such a high school kid they don't enjoy what the gray age of teenage life means.

Said Reza who all know trivial things, or useless data he said something when we discussed SMA first. He said, “A student who just comes and goes to school is a student who knows nothing about school.”

When he said that, instead of looking wise he was like a silly fool knowing, there was not the slightest bit cool.

I narrowed my eyes when suddenly the sunlight pierced my eyes, unlike the previous days, this afternoon the sky was very bright, there were no clouds interrupting the speed of light.

Not far after a few steps, on the school field there were many students standing and lined up there, from the looks of it, the uniform was the members of the basketball club.

They just did a lull, yelling at each other mentioning the numbers one to eight over and over, before finally moving in a different position.

We continued walking until we finally arrived at the parking lot, Pak Satpam who was standing there staring at us sharply as he was about to pass through the portal, his sinister face with a thick mustache made us not feel at home in the eyes of him.

I know it is the nature of the outer side, because basically the attitude of Mr. Satpam is not so, although he is firmly in fact he is a friendly person to people around. Of course it was not my conclusion, I got the information from one of my classmates who was neighbors with the Security Guard.

The clock was 4pm when I saw the watch in hand, there wasn't much we did afterwards so we said goodbye waving, heading for each other's homes.

The motor that should be able to go at standard speed is now moving slowly like a turtle, 4 hours are busy hours on the trip, because when the clock is the time people go home.

Whether from among the students, workers, or people who just travel, they flock to meet the streets of the city, in addition to the angkot that casually lowers passengers, he said, make the streets congested and more jammed.

Even though I was already used to the appearance of a road like this, it was still not something to be understood. After all, no one really likes being in a traffic jam like this.

Right I arrived home, time was almost pointing at the number five which meant I was almost an hour away. That's my new record of umpteenth time, which is even longer than before.

The red car parked in the trunk indicates that Miss Lisa has come home, my face is smiling cheerfully forgetting the annoyance of the traffic jam.

Ms. Lisa was sitting at the soup when I opened the door, from what I saw, she was already beautiful and neat with her long house clothes on.

Her straight hair was tied back leaving only bangs in front, when I looked at her pretty face she did not turn to me, her eyes fixed on the book in front of her.

“Halo deck.” I said quietly, draping both hands from behind and kissing her cheeks at a glance.

He did not reply, his black eyes still focused straight on the book.

Ms. Lisa remained silent, she did not respond to my question, not even to glance at me.

As a person who has known the personality of Miss Lisa, I know something is not right, I mean in the sense of her attitude towards me. Then I changed positions and sat down next to him.

“Dek?” i said again.

He doesn't flinch like I don't exist, so I should use the way to get lyrics to him. With a quick move my hand picked up the book he was reading, which surprised him and immediately turned to me.

“You why hm?” ask again.

Instead of answering Miss Lisa stuck out her hand almost to reclaim her book, but luckily I reflexed and held her up high.

“You're angry darling?”

Ms. Lisa kept trying to pick up the book without answering, so I had to raise my hand higher.

“Answers dong, mas nanya nih.” This time I clasped his hand which continued to reach for the book.

Ms. Lisa sighed softly, now her two beautiful eyes were looking at me.

“Mas next time don't act like before, it's really not funny fighting a scene in class.” Miss Lisa said to me slowly.

Although he was polite, I could feel that he was angry. Immediately my mind remembered what Reza said before, it was true, I was too focused on kidding until I forgot how he felt at that time.

In the end I apologized to my wife and said I wouldn't do it again.

Ms. Lisa's face now warmed up again and she smiled sweetly at me.

“It's okay mas, as long as later do not be repeated again.” He said softly.

I smiled,” Yasudah, as an apology adek want to ask what from mas? Let's just say it's a punishment from my math teacher.”

“Eh, do not need to mas, it was already in maapin earlier.”

“No! for now you have to law mas, whatever, it's up.”

“Eh, yaudah but what law yes.” Lisa tilted her head trying to think. “Oh yes! if you do not mind can not be mijatin adek, the body adek still seems pegel-pegel.”

“Sure,” said I nodded “But later yes, mas should take a shower first, already smelly smoke knowpot nihh.” I said while trying to sniff the corners of the shirt.

Ms. Lisa nodded and smiled, my God, why is she so sweet.

The cup!

I kissed her suddenly.

“Sorry deck, mas already can not stand.” I said grin.

Bu Lisa's face immediately blushed, she immediately bowed in embarrassment.

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