Being my Teacher's Husband

Being my Teacher's Husband
Eps. 8 – Club Reading I



Old sheets cannot be removed and rewritten. But the new sheet can be printed as we want.




Finishing the incident from the car, was the beginning of a new step for our marriage in the future. At least that's how I feel when the next day and the next, can be said I'm more free to approach him.



For example, like now, when at school during class hours, I left the class asking for permission to the WC.



Whether by fate then, I saw Miss Lisa walking in the hallway by herself, maybe she just left class, due to a change of lesson.



I slowly crept behind Ms. Lisa, trying to get close to her. Fortunately back then in the hallway there were no students or teachers, so no one noticed my strange behavior.



Walking slowly without the slightest trace of sound, I immediately reached his hand and quickly pulled him into the warehouse room right beside.



Of course it's all calculated, like kidnapping a child. I went straight into the barn and quickly closed the door, afraid that anyone would notice.



The warehouse entered was a school equipment warehouse, it was very dark there were only a few gaps of light entering. It's actually not a suitable place for someone to chat, but at least it's safe for both of us.



I exhaled slowly, trying to calm down, my actions were now very reckless. When my eyes shifted to see his face, he was already glaring at me sharply. ‘What you did Raka’ was probably the point of his gaze.



Without any talk, I immediately kissed her little lips gently. Counting as the answer to my reason for pulling him into the warehouse. My kiss lasted only two minutes before she pushed my body and left some distance.



“You're crazy, Raka! It's school, you're not afraid of others seeing us.” He exclaimed fiercely but remained a half-whispering tone, of course he was still afraid that someone outside would hear him.



I just grinned. “So there's no one in the hallway, just the two of us.”



He glared in annoyance, that was not the reason he wanted to listen, however this remained school. Not a friendly place like dating let alone intimate things like this.



After that he turned his body and wanted to go outside, even though he was scolding me actually I was not too afraid, even very happy, because then he looked at me.



Not losing my idea, I kissed her on her cheek at a glance. He glanced at me sharply without protest before turning him back and sliding the door, glancing right-left to make sure no one was there, and after that he went out leaving me.



And the next, after he left. I waited in advance to leave some distance, until it was time for me to come out.



There was no intention to go to the WC, because the original intention was not to go there, I just wanted to breathe fresh air, stuffy once in class, a lot of brain odors billowing from thinking.



Returning to class, I walked down the hallway, there was no one along the way just myself. That is not difficult to explain because it is currently the hour of study is taking place, where all students are in their respective classes.



Like a chick in the mother's house, when it comes to class. There were boisterous sounds of students chatting and joking.



If the students can choose between better holidays or free hours. Then it is likely that they will choose many empty hours, because indeed the location of SMA joy is at this point.



At first it was my guess like that, but whatever the power, not all students are always happy with empty hours must be there from those who are diligent.



And what I'm talking about is my friend, Della. He, as the student leader, got out of the chair and intended to call the teacher to fill the empty hour.



Suddenly some of the students immediately cried out in protest, especially the men who are the majority. They yelled out no acceptance, he said it was a relaxing hour, then others said it was a clock of independence, and others said it was a bedtime. And there are many more reasons they don't make sense.



I who have sat in a chair can only sigh deeply at the scene in front, the class commotion can no longer be contained.



Della leads one of the positive parties, while Reza who out of nowhere immediately chooses the opposite party, the party who wants an empty clock.



I patted the eel, if there were both people then the current commotion was not a tenth of the original ruckus. Instead of calming each other while being a leader, this even plunged into debate.



Yoke! Yoke! Yoke!




“What's this commotion?”Said Miss Lisa in a firm voice.



“Eh, that's Mom... Mm... This was just a discussion” said Della lying, intrigued.



Miss lisa furrowed her brows “Discussion? What discussion?”



Della was silent stiff, he could not explain that this was a discussion about empty hours, even in saying the discussion was wrong, precisely this is a debate.



“Discussion about school anniversary festival ma'am, this is a theme problem that we will later use,” it is not Della who answers, but Reza.



“Not for long, why should now” asked Bu Lisa probing.



“Eh? This... Just a preparation Mom, just in case you don't have to discuss again,” now Della takes over the conversation.



“Iya so Ma'am, me and Della are currently leading for the discussion.” Reza helped, trying to convince her more real.



Miss Lisa was just a’*ohh* as the answer, before she went to the class she was going to teach.



Me and Zildan who were beside the bench immediately patted the eel together, we are currently both thinking wonder, how could Reza and Della be one-sided like that, this is clearly the rarest moment.



If you think about the words of Zildan at that time it could be true. When they fight it is precisely the familiarity that will be created from them.



After that our class no one dared to argue anymore, Reza and Della as the two leaders also fell silent. It was enough they spoke, otherwise they would wake the sleeping lion, just like before.



Maybe from the rest of the class I was the only one who felt ordinary. Of course, how many times she was angry, in front of me she was still my cute and cute wife.



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“Excuse me, for Raka, Zildan, Reza, Della, Arin, and Airin. Please go to the teacher's room after returning home, this is an order from Ms. Lisa.”



Suddenly as the middle lesson began, a female student knocked on the door of the class which made the whole class turn their eyes to look at her. I who heard him frowned in surprise, this article was the first time I was called to the teacher's office.



I turned to Zildan while raising my eyebrows ‘what is it?’ He just raises shoulders “I don't know”. And I looked at Reza who was across the front bench, and he looked at me and asked, I shook my head, not knowing.



Time flew so fast, the clock came home already since a few minutes ago rang. We’s six gathered since earlier in the teacher's office and are now dealing with Miss Lisa. After a few words he mince words, he finally arrived at his main point.



“So from the school data, only the six of you have not entered the extracurricular club, is it not true?” Lisa asked trying to be sure.



We just looked at each other before finally nodding at the same time. In the first grade of High School, the teachers do require students to participate in exkul activities, at least one exkul and can be more than that.



“Concidentally,” he replied steadily. “At the moment, there is a reading club that can be said there are no members, so if you can the six of you can go in there."



“Club read?” Della reflex asked.



“Iya, Della. Well. since you are the class leader so I will appoint you as the club chairman read.”



If Della had been brave now, she would have protested, said she rejected it, said she was not interested. But whatever the power, it's just an intention and there's no way he's telling Lisa's mom directly.



I just smiled, no objection. Actually I do not matter to enter any exkul, after all the initial intention is also just a list and present doang.



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