I Love You, Mother Teacher

Part 8's

"Lo buyin me rice wrap just because I want to know my relationship with Miss Shofie? Hahaha ... rules just save the money Lo it, dear 'can you buy credit or data package?" Raka chuckled amusedly at the question of the class leader.

"Look, Riel. I asked Lo, but Lo answered honestly!"

"Ask what the hell, Ka? Don't play the puzzle of why!" sahut Azriel deg-degan and his face began to pias, he was actually afraid to deal with Raka.

Who does not know Raka in this area? The thugs alone were afraid of him, moreover he who was just an ordinary person had no martial skills at all. Although Raka's son is not like other street children, but Raka can paralyze opponents in seconds.

"Not to be so tense. My questions will answer all your questions. How's it?" Raka laughs more and more at the face of Azriel pias.

At this time they had already entered Raka's house and were sitting in the living room. Previously Raka had already taken the plate and glass. He began to open the rice packet that Azriel had bought.

"Come, we'll eat together, Riel. While the stories let Lo not die curious, hehehe!"

Azriel nodded and did the same with Raka.

"Riel, for example, if Lo is helped by someone. Then Lo's hurt, how did Lo respond to the helper earlier?" asked Raka while feeding a spoonful of rice to her mouth.

"Yes, as much as I can please him too dong, as a thank you. I must look at him every day, just how he is. Just help the helper's treatment!" answer Azriel.

"Seriously that's what Lo did? Honest from the bottom of your heart!"

"Lha is! I might have seen someone who hurt me. I was helped even healthy fresh fit. If I'm born, I'm born of stone" cerocos Azriel.

"That's my answer to Lo's question earlier," said Raka as she flicked her finger.

Azriel was speechless at the thought of the words that came out of Raka's mouth. A moment later, his head seemed to nod in understanding.

"Keep the rumor of you pervert Miss Shofie?"

"It was just a small incident that led to misunderstanding. Mm, it doesn't seem to be peaceful anymore." Raka's answer invited a question in Azriel's mind.

"Actually nothing happened to us. Yesterday it happened that I fit out of the bathroom. My crutches are slippery so I let go of the crutches, I learned the path."

"Connect me do not wipe the body and head after bathing, so the floor is wet and slippery. Before I fell, I held Miss Shofie's hand. We fall together, keep that cake!" raka's story is not completely honest. He did not tell in detail so as not to slander.

Azriel who heard Raka's story only nodded in understanding.

"Sorry, yes! I don't mean anything to Lo. I just want clarification, because your story is the same Miss Shofie was really excited," said Azriel after finishing the rice wrapper.

"It's ok! It doesn't matter to me, since childhood I've been a regular topic of conversation. I just feel sorry for Miss Shofie."

Hhhh!

"The teacher has only been here for a week, there has come a big problem approaching. It's a pity, even though the way he delivered his lesson was very good. Many students do not understand at first. If she's always been a no-no, it doesn't rule out Miss Shofie resigning" Azriel lamented.

"You want to be flanked again. It has become his way of life, according to the Creator. We can only see, even if you can't afford. Just can pray, hopefully facilitated all his affairs and he was given the strength of faith in the face of his trials," said Raka Deraya spreading her shoulders.

The young teacher immediately entered Raka's house whose door was not closed perfectly. Raka was lying on the living room sofa, with crutches leaning near her feet.

"Hi, can I come in?" shofie asked surprised the dreamy Raka.

"Eh, Miss. Coming in!" sahut Raka while changing position from lying down to sitting.

"thank you. How's your leg? Still pain?"

Raka just smiled hearing the question from the beautiful woman who was currently sitting in front of him. Raka was very happy because it got the attention of the beautiful teacher.

"Still, bit. Miss here later Miss's parents are angry. I can't bear that Miss was scolded in front of me ...."

"Not going to be angry, daddy has gone home to Jogja. Mommy where ever angry, mommy is patient. After all, mommy also likes it when the same orphan, let alone orphan. In Jogja aja mommy for a cottage that accommodates orphans and street children who are not clear who their parents are," Shofie's cerocos opens the secret of the mother.

Without Shofie knowing, if he was followed by Rizaldi when he came out of the school gate. He gets paid to report everything Shofie did outside the house.

Rizaldi, who initially does not know who and how Shofie's family, wants to make Shofie a girlfriend. However, after finding out who Shofie's parents are and how Alex wields them, it instantly buries him deeply into that desire.

Rizaldi immediately reported to Alex, as soon as Shofie entered the house that the paint had started peeling it. Shortly after, he left the house, after receiving an order from Alex of course.

Shofie's smartphone rang as the teacher and student were chatting. Shofie checks his phone, apparently a video call from his father. Shofie immediately ran out carrying her bag without saying goodbye to Raka.

After arriving at a kiosk, Shofie just picked up the call.

"How long is it taking?"

"Morning shopping, Daddy. A new feeling this morning left Shofie here. Been contacted! Not very trusting with his son," replied Shofie rolled his eyes panted, looking annoyed there.

"That's a sign Daddy loves you. If Daddy doesn't love you, Daddy's never gonna ask you how you are."

"Yes, yeah! Sweetheart but possessive," said Shofie.

"So this went straight home, Manto was waiting for it!" the father's word is absolute and indisputable.

"Hufft. Ready, Big Master," replied Shofie assented rather than having to fuss in the market area.

The call ends after Alex's orders are confirmed by Shofie.

"My astonishment! Is there any daddy job, can you call me every hour?" grouse Shofie in heart.

When Shofie pays for groceries, his phone goes off. This time a call from Manto, the driver assigned to pick him up.

"Yeah, I'm at Melati's kiosk. Sir come here!"