I Love You, Sir

I Love You, Sir
25.



Hope is hope. In fact, on the way to the cafeteria, Shandy could feel all eyes staring at him. There were even those who blatantly pointed at him and spoke very loudly. They looked at him from top to bottom back and forth as if judging himself.


He doesn't care, really. He did not want to be involved in cheap gossip until graduation in a few months. But if it's like this, honestly he has been done no matter what people say.He just needs to pass immediately and all the problems will be solved by themselves.


But not with his two best friends. They are seen refraining from hitting a group of girls in the corner of the canteen who are blatantly staring at Shandy since the girl entered the canteen.


“In case of fighting now, about entering BK no huh? The feeling of wanting the hairpin of people again high nih,” muttered Dara who seemed like the limit of his patience was almost exhausted.


“Ikutan dong if you want to jambak. Want to sharpen nails also nih,” said Monik is no less sadistic.


Shandy smiled amusedly hearing his two best friends. “Terus later so in the BK room you are asked what is the problem, want to answer what?” Ask Shandy.


Dara glanced cynically. “Say aja sports self-expression. Our sports hours are still tomorrow. Well this is a warm-up first.” Laughter explodes from Monik and Shandy's lips.


“Wah, so this is him who is familiar with Dirga sir and ask together? Not pretty either. Still looking forward to Hana not really?”


An insinuating pitched voice stopped their laughter instantly. The three of them simultaneously turned their bodies and that was where the girls had been. Hana and her ladies.


“You guys have any problem with us? If you don't like to talk directly say, don't play sindir so,” said Dara cynically.


“Iya nih Dar's. Play with each other. If you want, let's talk directly,” added Monik.


One of Hana's friends doesn't seem to accept Dara and Monik's innuendo. “Eh, you don't talk about it either. Who are we avoiding? Any of you feel?” Reply to them while laughing flirtatiously.


Dara stood up and pointed at them. “And you yourself are fond of Shandy because together Dirga sir. And I can't thank you guys for quipping my friends!” Jerky Dara.


Hana smiled sinisterly while looking at Dara. “So you admit yes if your friend asked together Dirga sir? Good then. It is not a slander.”


Dara will answer again when a voice interrupts them. “Not Shandy asked together. But I took him.”


They all turned their heads together and Dirga stood there with Alea next to her. The woman smiled looking at Shandy and his friends.


“Wah, what is this about daytime emotions? Not eating yet? Want miss Alea to buy it?” Alea asked trying to melt the atmosphere, even though it seemed to fail.


Hana and her friends seem confused by the situation. They were still upset that Shandy could leave with Dirga. But on the other hand, they are also embarrassed because Dirga himself said that he was the one who invited Shandy.


Dirga smiled wryly looking at Hana and her friends. “If you too want to leave with me, just say so. I'll be happy to invite you.”


Hana and her friends smiled broadly. “Thank you very much sir. And sorry for misunderstanding earlier.”


Dirga shook her head slowly. “Not on me you guys have to apologize.” He glanced at Shandy who seemed completely uninterested in the matter before him.


“You should apologize to Shandy and his friends. And Dara, you're also sorry about Hana. You guys are both wrong here.”


Hana glanced at Dara and the lazy Monik. “Sorry yes,” murmured slowly.


Alea smiled broadly. “Well, so dong. Then it'll be better to see. So how's it going? Want to buy not?” 


They all nodded in spirit. Everyone, except Shandy.


“I didn't miss. I'm going to the library first miss. Excuse me all.” Pamit Shandy's. Without waiting for anyone to reply, he immediately walked away from the canteen.


Monik and Dara looked at each other. “We have a task what the hell Shandy to get to the library? The feeling of the essay assignment is also finished,” asked Monik. Dara shrugged her shoulders indifferently. He continued his lunch which was delayed due to the quarrel.


Arriving at the school library, Shandy chose to sit on the sofa at the corner and protected from anyone's sight. There is no purpose to this library. He just avoided Dirga, that's all.


Suddenly the phone he put on the table vibrated a sign of a message coming in. Directly opened and turned out from Dirga. He did not reply to the message, just read it and went straight out of the sender's application.


Shandy was about to close his eyes when his phone shook again. This time his message made him circulate the look of looking for one's existence.


“Who to look for? I was next to you.”


Shandy turned his head to the right and there was Dirga, with a familiar smile.


Shandy threw away his gaze and leaned back while closing his eyes. He felt someone sitting next to him and before long he felt the sunlight begin to disappear from his sight.


He opened one of his eyes and saw someone's hands covering the rays of light into his eyes. He glanced back and closed his eyes no matter what.


“No thanks after I cover this?”


“I didn't ask. If you don't want to, you don't have to be papa. Daritadi is also not papa," said Shandy flat.


He heard the sound of a small laugh echoing and made him open his eyes and glanced at the dazed Dirga. “There's a funny?”


The man still maintained a smile on his face. “You're funny, like a kid.”


Shandy straightened his body and sat facing Dirga. “And what part of me is funny?” Ask Shandy sarcasm.


“Say I don't want to, but dilusin silent aja.”


Shandy snorted in annoyance. “Serah.”


Back, the sound of laughter sounded from Dirga. “Yes yes, so angry. Continue to sleep.” And Shandy closed his eyes again.


Before long, Dirga felt his shoulders were heavy and right. Shandy was completely asleep.


Dirga reviewed the small smile. “Sleep well, princess.” His whisper slowly while correcting the position of Shandy's head.


Without them knowing if since then there have been those who observe and take their videos or photos.