I LOVE YOU, TEACHER

Sweet Teacher Brother

CHAPTER 1

"Aghishna!"

Sounds someone is calling me, I stop my steps and look back, I meet the figure of a sweet and beautiful man who lately often disturb my mind.

"Sister Fahri?" I'm lirih.

The man wearing the green alma mater suit walked over to me. He is a KKN Student who is practicing teaching at my school. The beautiful parasites and his smile that seemed to make the flowers wither suddenly bloomed, which schoolgirl try not to be crazy about this handsome guy. Plus his friendly and generous attitude smiles at everyone. If there is another beside it, the innate wants to be the only makmumnya. But unfortunately I'm still in school, still in XI class anyway. (Learning diligent ooiiyy do not think of a mulu marriage!)

And the good news is that the temporary residence post for the male KKN Student is located in the Idris Mbah residence, which is located right next to my house.

Coincidentally my house is located not far from the school, only about 300 meters, usually I leave school only on foot. The distance between my house and Mbah Idris is also very close, the walls of our house are only about two meters away, sometimes at night I can hear the sound of their conversation quite clearly from my room.

There are 6 students who are KKN at my school they consist of three men and three women, as far as I know the student post is at Mbok Yat's house, his house is right in front of the school gate.

They've been here for about two weeks.

"Here," he handed me a purple tupperware bottle, uh but I don't seem to be a stranger to it.

"Your mother was nitip this," he said.

Ah, yes. It's mine, apparently I forgot I didn't put it in the bag.

I smiled and grabbed the bottle from his hand, a little embarrassed also the past so big still brought the provision of drinking from home. This is all because the insistent mother told me to bring the provision of drinking boiled water from home so that I do not snack on ice in the canteen because lately I have a cold.

"Thank you, brother," I said shyly to him while nodding my head.

"Yes, you're welcome." He smiled kindly making me want to prance so happy. Ah, what dream did I have last night, so early already got nutrition from Kak Fahri's smile.

I continued on my way, Fahri also offset my steps towards school, we went hand in hand. My friends must be excited if they know that I went to school with Kak Fahri.

"At the cold? How come his voice is a bit so bad." Ask.

"Eh, yes brother. I've had three more days of colds, another season maybe."

"As far as I know in Indonesia there is only the same dry rainy season, it turns out there is a cold season as well." He chuckles.

"Different, brother," replied me who also laughed.

"If you and I make a difference?" She said softly but I could still hear her.

"The difference is that I'm a girl, brother. That's when my brother doesn't know."

Fahri laughed. Is that true, that's the difference?

"Aren't you alone?" I asked him because usually Kak Fahri went three with his two friends.

"That's it, behind." He glanced behind his back.

I looked, really. About 20 meters from here it appears two men are walking together wearing the same clothes as Kak Fahri.

"So when I was waiting for them on the terrace, your mother called, kept nitip the drinking bottle. Keep me going first, who knows who met you on the road" he explained. I also responded to it.

"Thank God, thank you mother." I said in my heart. Suddenly I was grateful that my bottle was missing. Otherwise I might be able to leave with my idol.

"You go out alone every day?" Ask Brother Fahri.

"Yes." Yeah." I'm nodding.

Why Sis? Want to nemenin, huh? Hayuck..

"Yes, the school is deket. Irit the fare," he said.

Duh, sweetness if you smile again. Unfortunately I can only glance at it, embarrassed if long ago.

Along the way my heart was unceasingly racing at full speed, coupled with seeing Kak Fahri's smile. It seems like after this my blood sugar went up.

"It's good to be with you, beautiful." When we arrived in front of the school gate, he smiled and waved and passed.

I was stunned and dumbfounded to hear the man's words just now. What was that? He teasing me again or what? I'm not wrong, am I? Am I dreaming? I pinched my cheek, "Aww..!!" It's sick, which means I don't dream. I held my two warm cheeks and smiled with excitement, is this a sign that she..?? Ah. time yes anyway? Why am I a gini guy?

"Ghis," someone patted me on the shoulder gave me a slight jolt and a jolt from my wishful thinking that had just flown high.

"Eh, Miles."

"Ngapain bengong here?" Ask Milka.

"Enggaaakk. yuk, come in," I said. I took Milka's hand and walked towards our class, XI IPA 3.

***

"Could you do it? Share the tips dong..!"

"How does it feel to walk with that handsome guru Ghis?"

"If I were in Ghisna's position, I'd be pretending to be sprained or faint, let it be carried."

"Yes...!!! Basic mode..!!!"

This is why the kids, early in the morning, are so upsetting.

I had just stepped into the classroom, yet I was already greeted by the boisterous per-ciee-cieean of my classmates. This must have been someone who saw me walk with Kak Fahri continued to be generalized to everyone. Right, my guess, if they know I'm leaving with Kak Fahri must be a scene for them, especially girls.

I smiled shyly at their babbling, but I ignored it and immediately sat on my stool.

"Oh. pantesan earlier I saw Kak Fahri time at the gate. Are you with Ghis? How can?" Cowboy Milka. I nodded while smiling blush.

"Yes. Kan, those brothers live next to my house."

"Then anyway? How do you just say it now?" Milka pulled out a chair and immediately sat down and prepared to interrogate me.

"Withfully, later if I tell you not to all play at my house just for the sake of caper with Kak Fahri." Tukasku.

"Keep you want a caper alone so don't jump on me?" Accuse Milka, I also grimace because I feel my intentions are discovered.

"When do I play at your house? Can you?" Milka asked, her eyebrows going up and down waiting for my answer.

"Tuh, right. It's my guess."

"The friendship to the house itself can not."

"This is the case, friendship with a veiled intention, less sincere there is no reward if this is mah."

"Hehe, don't be so stingy, Ghis. We are best prend. Can ya?!"

"Whatever!"

***

"Write a big Shel, let it look!"

"Let's catch the guy coming!"

"Where is it written? What is indo english?"

"Arabic language, the people are teaching Arabic."

"What's whoyy Arabic 'I love you'?

"Uhibopen."

"Where is the Arabic nulis? I can't pack an arab."

"I mean it's written to use Latin letters but the language is arabic, dodol... hunt..!!"

This why the hell, kids are on a scene in front of the blackboard? Wanna write what the hell?

Some girls mumbled in front of the blackboard after the turn of the first lesson hour, after this is the second lesson hour which is Arabic to be filled by Kak Fahri.

I looked at Shela who started playing her marker and wrote something down on the board.

UHIBBUKA KAK FAHRI'S

My eyes widened to see the big writing on the white board. It's a hell of a deal, kids. Milka and I fought each other and laughed at the behavior of our friends who bar. Suddenly I became ashamed of myself for being part of this class of shameless students.

They immediately sat down to their respective benches after completing their silly missions, hoping anxiously to wait for the arrival of the person in question in the large writing perched on the board.

Honestly, I'm a little jealous of what they're doing. It does not feel willing if there are other people who express love to Kak Fahri. Although I understand that what they are doing is a mere joke, there is still a little jealousy in this heart.

Well, let's just say that the writing is an expression of my heart that I've been waiting for the handsome teacher.

I can't imagine how Kak Fahri would react after seeing this.

A moment later came a man wearing a green alma mater and a plain black skullcap, his right hand carrying an LKS book as well as a laptop.

Suddenly the whole class panicked because the man was not Kak Fahri.

Fuck dah!