Hi, Fuck!!

Haider (Six)

Early in the morning Haidar had gone to Hanan's house, not just passing by to pick up the mother of his children.

Haidar parked his motorbike in front of Salma's house, the door was still tightly closed but Haidar was sure that his soul mate had not left.

Klekk...

"Good morning, my soul mate!" Salma was so shocked when she opened the door Haidar was already sitting in front of the porch of his house with a strange smile.

"Why did you come here early in the morning?" Ask while locking the door.

"Fetch the children's mother, fear anything will happen in the street."

Salma snorted, she didn't care about Haidar. Salma also walked away from Haidar who seemed to follow after him while pushing the bike.

"Why walk, then Mom's foot chafed again. Mending together with me." Said Haidar.

But Salma still did not care about Haidar, last night he also told his lover and the lover told him not to respond.

"Come on, ma'am, it's going to be this afternoon. I want you late." Persuade again Haidar, now he rides his bike with one leg rowed his motorbike.

"Please don't ask you to pick me up!"

"Yes mom, not very sensitive. It's called a struggle."

"The struggle?" Salma stopped her steps, she turned her head towards Haidar.

"You don't fight for me, Mending you're a real school. Your parents cape-cape your school fees."

Haidar scratched his nape that was not itchy, misspeaking.

"Come on ma'am, just this once. Than late."

Salma again stopped her steps, she snorted and...

"Yes already, Ayokk!!"

"Yes," Haidar immediately stopped his motorbike after Salma got on his bike.

***

Haidar increased his spirit, in addition to being able to shake hands with his incarnate teacher. Now Salma also teaches in the first lesson of Haidar's class.

Salma taught English lessons, her charisma was extraordinary when the woman spoke English, making Haidar unable to turn her gaze away.

Haidar's hand raised, when asked his student about the lesson he did not understand.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Mom, English I like you, what is it?" Haidar asked and made all the classes cheer.

"Based on fuckboy, girlfriends are many but don't know what I love you." Cibir was Haidar's classmate, but Haidar didn't care about it.

"I Love you." Reply Salma.

"I love you too, Mom." Salma's eyes immediately rounded, Haidar's classmates directly passed him with paper.

"today's lesson gets here." Salma said closing the lesson, it could be crazy he was long in Haidar class.

Class came back after Salma came out, Jono immediately approached Haidar.

"Basic crazy, genuine lo is crazy. Look, Miss Salma's face is straight red."

"Lo really likes Dar as much as Salma?" Asked Jono, but the one asked shrugged his shoulders, Haidar buried his head in both folds of his skin.

***

Warung mang Odang is as usual crowded when the break time arrives, because Haidar and the gang will eat there.

There was always a riot created in the stall, who else would have been the culprit if not Haidar.

Two of Haidar's stalkers will definitely scramble to get close to Haidar who doesn't care about them.

"Hehhh!! you're on no noise." Tegur Haidar was upset.

"Lo anyway, bebeb I'm angry." said Meli to Seli.

" Basic lakor, beat me up again."Sahut Seli does not want to lose.

"Ehh, so you fuck me." Sewot Meli does not accept.

Haidar scratched his head that was not itchy, dizzy. Of course, the two stalkers would fight every day for wanting to have lunch with him.

"SILENCE!!"

Meli and Seli were immediately silent hearing Haidar's scream.

"Lo on rather than a storm does not clearly mending help me make deketin Bu Salma."

Meli and Seli also looked at each other by frowning.

"No." Answer them compact.

Haidar left the Mang Odang stall, his goal now was the back garden near the warehouse, his eyes so heavy after being filled with two dishes of rice and one glass of iced tea..

Hmmmm....

Not until the usual place Haidar used to sleep, his eyes squinted.

Look at someone sitting with their laptop.

With Haidar's quick steps someone who always teased his mind.

"Good day, my soul mate." Sapa Haidar, but not in response by the master, Salma was still struggling with his laptop without caring about Haidar who seemed to start to kepo with what he was doing.

"Why are you so busy, mom?" Take this boy to the.

"It's none of your business!!"

"Yes, I'm going to go to Mom too." Sahut Haider.

Haidar shifted his seat to see what Salma was doing.

"Wahh, Miss Salma selling hijab?"

"Hmm."

"I want to dong Bu." Salma who heard that turned her head.

"You want to wear a hijab?"

"Well, yes, when my rich handsome guy wears a hijab. Haram Bu, although I like to use it still can not be with my parents!!"Haidar is at length.

"Make your girlfriend ?" Again, ask again..

"No!! Create mother. Mom is soon going to have a birthday, I happen to be confused about what to say."

Salma nodded her head, She thrust her laptop at Haidar for the man to choose his own model.

"You want the rich, here the variants are many. What is the hijab like?"

Haidar looked at the picture in front of his eyes, his eyes were fixed on a tosca colored robe with a long hijab, looking simple but very elegant.

"This is good, Mom." Show Haidar.

"Your taste is okay too, even though I just want to recommend."

"Clearly, Haidar is that." He said proudly, making Salma's eyes tickle his beard.

"In two days' time the goods will come,"

"OK, ma'am,"

"Yes, you're still here. Don't know if it's bell." Say Salma while moving.

"Oh, mother first," said Haidar.

"Don't tell me you want to skip it."

"Hehe I know." Said Haidar resting his body on the long chair that was sitting Salma and himself.

"Ckk, he said my soul mate. I have a rich male soul mate."

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Haidar Visual.

Troublemaker, hard to set up, Badboy.

I like my own teacher.

Haiman Visual.

Soft, calm and submissive.

Hanna Visual.

Kalem, submissive and spoiled.

Usually girls like extravagant face than boys☺

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