Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 93 — New Student

The atmosphere of the school canteen as usual will be so noisy when the break time has arrived. Students mostly chat while eating meat, talking about difficult school lessons, talking about endless games, laughing with each other, and many more topics.

Indeed the best thing to comfort myself from the snare of school lessons is to eat in the cafeteria, as now when I eat meatballs with a lot of sambal, the stress of the lesson will disappear instantly.

“Oi, add more sambalnya. Time is only 7 spoons..” Reza exclaimed in front of me with piquancy, his breath has been hunting irregularly. “Come on more! My bowl alone is already 10 scoops.”

I gulped a few times, looking at Reza's already rosy bowl. My bowl which is just 6 spoons has been spicy crazy, let alone the one in my friend's bowl.

Zildan who was sitting next to me also scooped the sauce on the meatball, this was the 8th time, Zildan's white face turned red so hard.

Because I do not want to be in the last position of the~ afraid because Reza will mock me, I was forced to take the sauce again even though it was not strong, spooning it into my bowl whose color was abstract. I don't want to lose the fight!

This incident was all because of Reza, no idea from where he invited meatballs to eat up to 20 spoons of sambal. Who has reached the target will win, and who is the lowest position can be prized.

I who thoughtlessly at that time even immediately agreed because I was sure to win, as well as Zildan. Now after all, I regretted agreeing to this match.

I raised my hand in surrender, not strong with the spiciness, snot my nose has been out several times without stopping, bothered to take tissue. Then Zildan stopped, then after that Reza automatically won.

“Huh, weak you two..Not even ten scoops have given up.” He said wiping off sweat, mocking.

“Weak your head! I'm not strong, my stomach is hot, it's about to explode. I don't want to because this match will be able to go to the hospital, appendicitis.” I grumbled, it was good to be called weak.

“Partially you're overreacting too, Za.” Zildan added while’h-hah. “If up to 20 spoons it means we spend this sambal box completely. It's the same as eating poison, make people sick stomach.”

Reza laughed unconcernedly, the important thing was that he had already won.

PTAK!

PTAK!

Reza snapped at my head and Zildan alternately, making us complain of pain. Reza smiled in satisfaction, blowing his fist proudly.

“Oi, why is my head ticked too?” Zildan exclaimed in protest. “Kan the first Raka, so he himself is the one who was picked!”

“Oi, since when did I say so. I said who wins he has to catch the losers.” Reza grin wide.

Zildan glared bitterly, unable to comment anything. What Reza said was true, we were the ones who misinterpreted the punishment of the game. He didn't say the first to surrender could be punished, but he said the winner had the right to catch the loser.

I laughed a little at the face of Zildan who still did not receive the ticking, if the rules were so, maybe he could continue eating the meat earlier.

This is how my life is today, even though my status has changed into a father who must grow up, but the attitude of this teenager is still attached to my attitude.

Indeed, sometimes when I see my friends, there is a thought how they react when they know that I am married and even have children. Reza must have been shocked, and Zildan must have been surprised.

But let my secret be like this, unknown to anyone. Later if I graduate High School, maybe I'll tell them this secret, about my relationship with Miss Lisa who is married.

When last week's collision happened, for example, even my school and friends didn't know. The reason is simple, because the day where I crash coincides with a school holiday (Saturday week off), plus the red date is calendered to 3 days, so normally I do not miss school a day.

About the news of Miss Lisa giving birth was actually only known by a handful of people at school, namely Mr. Bima, my current principal. Mr. Bima congratulated Ms. Lisa on the phone, because at that time she was busy so could not visit in person.

In essence, my identity and status right now are still the same as before nothing has leaked. About me getting married, about me being a father, about me being in an accident, nobody knows. I hid everything.

For the next 10 minutes the three of us rested for a moment while drinking cold bottled water to remove the previous spicy.

Just when we were about to lift our feet from there, for a moment the atmosphere of the canteen suddenly became silent, the students were silent no sound, the atmosphere became silent. I stopped my steps digesting what was happening? Oi, why did it suddenly become like this.

It didn't take long for me to understand. Behold, the whole of the students in this canteen all his gaze was fixed on one point. I looked at what they saw, my eyes were shocked.

In front of the cafeteria there, there was a female High School student who was so beautiful was waiting in line to order food. Her face was sweet, her lips thin and red, her hair was decomposed long beautifully, her skin white like pearls. God, how could there be such a beautiful woman.

Not only her beauty is the concern of the girl, but the person who is beside her. For some reason the girl was locked up with our principal, this was obviously surprising.

Reza suddenly elbowed my stomach, making my attention diverted to him.

“Hihi, you're just like them. Don't tell me you're interested in her beauty?” Reza laughed a little, teasing me. “The girl's name is Rena, she is a transfer student today. Just like you, he comes from 12 distinguished families, one of the influential families of this big city.”

I scrunched my eyebrows, a little in disbelief. “How can you tell by the girl's identity?”

Reza laughed, pointing at his head, as if saying I'm an all-knowing person.

“Lagian, Raka. What the girl glimpsed was not her beauty and status alone, but about her achievements.” Reza added.

“Prestaasi? What's with his achievements?”

“Oi? You really don't know?” Reza looked at me surprised. “I thought you were just pretending.”

I shrugged my shoulders. I don't know that girl.

“Rena these days is often there on the television news screen, Raka, invited to the leading talk show ceremony on the basis of his proud achievements of the country. You could say Rena is almost the same as the artist, everyone knows. His achievements are martial arts pencak, Rena won the national martial arts competition several times, also won the Asian high race, then now he will follow the international level a few more months.” Zildan who was beside me kindly explained.

It turned out like that, it was appropriate that the entire cafeteria was immediately shocked when he came here. Her achievements are not mere cans, she is the proud girl of the country.

After the new student ordered food, he walked to one of the tables carrying his food napkin. I took a step back to give her a way, but right in front of me, the girl named Rena stopped for a moment and looked at me.

Rena smiled very sweetly. “Good morning, Raka.”

“Eh? Mm... Good morning.” I replied nervously. Didn't think he would say hello. Eh? Wait, why does he know my name.

Rena brought her red lips closer to my ears. He whispered. “Don't be surprised! I know all your secrets, Raka. I know you're married, I know you've got kids, I also know what your relationship with Miss Lisa looks like. And I know you're just like me, coming from a distinguished family.”

I heard a short whisper. Rena didn't wait for my reaction, she walked away.

Reza next to me whispered. “You know Rena?”

I shook my head, even I just met him at this moment.

I looked at Rena's back from behind. How could she know all about me when I wasn't close to her, she could even know about my relationship with Miss Lisa.

But somehow when dealing with Rena earlier, there is something that is not foreign to him. Something pretty familiar that I know, but I don't know what it is, I can't exactly remember it.