HIM, MY BEST FRIEND

Sorry sir, I can't..

"Mother really likes you. Not just like, I love you."

Mr. Zein's love statement feels like lightning in broad daylight.

"Ngga, Sir. Not possible! Can't!" my voice has started to rise. Hang out in this room.

"Why? Because you're a student of Father's?" his tan cornered me.

"Not because you have a wife!"

"Bod never loved her, Ri. We're matched. Until now you still have no taste for him," said Mr. Zein.

"When you are forced to marry in 12th grade, you will bring you before your parents. But baby, you're only in 10th grade. There's no way you're asking you to marry me."

What a pity this Father. If if I had been in 12th grade, were you sure I wanted to be brought for you to marry?

Kulirik Mr. Zein for a moment. His smooth white face looked tense. And the hair that used to look like it was a little messy. Sure, this is not the time to beat people up and leave them.

I'm still quiet. Think what I should say.

"Ri. replied the Father, do you want to marry the Father?"

Oh, my God, it's not possible.

My vision is to be an architect, not an actor!

Our age is far away anyway. Mr. Zein is 33 years old, I'm not even 17.

"Sir, you know what I am like. I always want to be number one. In every way. For my trivialities like that, especially about my future. I don't want to be a second wife, sir" I replied firmly.

"You won't be the second, Ri. You will be the first and only. You'll divorce your father's wife if you want to be by your father's side forever."

The answer made my hair stand up.

How obsessed is Mr Zein with me?

"Sir, is there not the slightest taste of the Father to the Father's wife? Are you the same as your wife? How do your parents feel when you do this? What would his extended family say if you could divorce him and marry me?" I keep looking for it.

Mr. Zein seemed to think.

Please sir, open your heart.

Suddenly I remembered the advice of Om Kurnia lately.

Somehow he was happy to give me a gap every time we met.

Is she a psychic who knows I'm going to face this kind of difficult situation?

"Sir. sorry before. I was so young, I never thought I would marry young. I still want to go to college, work, make my family happy..."

"Originally you want to marry me, I do not

they will ban you from college. I will cover all your college needs. And later you don't have to work, all I have is enough to make you happy" he continued.

Yeah, I know. Might materially Mr. Zein be more than enough. Where there is an honorary teacher going to school with a luxury car. It seems like the teacher profession is only used as a status only.

I took a deep breath.

The mind of a boy like me was different from that of an adult like Mr. Zein.

Mr. Zein is still waiting for my words.

"I love my Father. Father was a very kind and caring person. I love you only as a student and teacher. No more," I said.

"Tell me what you have to do so you want to say 'yes'" he said.

"Sir, all you have to do is go back to your wife and learn to love her. It is not fair for him, if you love others, while he always accompanies you all this time."

Mr. Zein looks frustrated. His hair was always neatly combed.

"I don't want him, Ri. I want you!" he said with emphasis.

"Since you're 10th grade, I've harbored this feeling. There's no way I could just throw it away" he rubbed his face rough.

"Sir, rather than you spend time thinking about me, you are better off paying attention to your wife. If there is something that you do not like him, you can start guiding and directing it according to your wishes."

I was prepared when Mr. Zein started to flutter because of my words. Why have a black karate belt if you can't take care of yourself.

Mr. Zein closed his eyes and raised his head upwards.

"So you're rejecting me?" tanyanya. "No other consideration?"

I nodded for sure.

And the sound of the bell sign of rest was heard.

I survived!

"Thank you, you loved me. But believe me, the wife of the Father is more deserving of the love of the Father. Don't make me sin with your love" I said.

Mr. Zein still lowered his head while holding his head with two hands.

"I will pray for you to be happy, even if not with me. I'll stay here as Father's sweet disciple." I'm standing.

"Sorry sir, I have to go back to class. His rest time is abis."

I'm elapsed. I gave the novel I read back to its original place.

Mr. Asep hasn't returned to his place.

I opened the library door and closed it again.

Why don't I leave Mr Zein in there?

He didn't kill himself in the library, did he?

Ah, the time is when a man as smart as Mr. Zein is short-minded.

Everything must be fine.

As soon as I got out of that place, I immediately ran as fast as I could.

I climbed the stairs in a hurry.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I sat on my bench.

Take a breath and I clap my roaring chest.

"Where are you from, Ri?" ask Kurnia. "His face was like being chased by a demon" he continued.

I turned back, looking at Om with gratitude.

"Satan is also chasing him," continued Harry who sat next to him.

I don't care what Harry says. I hurriedly caught Kurnia's hand on the table.

"Thank you so much. You really, really save my life" I said.

Kurnia and Harry looked at each other.

"Why the hell?" tanyanya did not understand.

"Anyway. Point," I said as I pulled my hand and turned back around staring at the blackboard.

What's up with today.

Last morning dijailin Harry told me to bed if I had finished college.

Just got proposed again with a married man.

What dreams am I semalem..