I LOVE YOU, TEACHER

Mysterious Gifts

On the leaves that flow gently

The river is carried to the end of the eye

And I'm starting to get scared of being carried away by love

Inhaling the longing that is as close as the chest..

My way was empty and I touched her,

It feels warm oh. in the heart.

I hold on tight and I block time..

I can't stop seeing him leave..

I enjoy no matter who the melodious sound is from behind the walls of my room.

Yes, that voice was heard from Idris' house. Accompanied by the sound of guitar music, adding to the beauty of the song he brought.

I who was solemnly reading the novel belonging to Brother Adam was suddenly diverted because of hearing the sound of the song. Whose voice is that? Is it possible Fahri?

I lay down and spread out my arms and closed my eyes, enjoying the sound of the verse with a golden voice that belongs to no one. That voice really fascinated me.

You come and go

Oh. just like that.

I accept everything as it is.

Eyes closed and heart murmuring..

In the room of longing, we meet..

Unknowingly, I sang in a soft voice with my eyes closed while imagining that the one playing the guitar was Kak Fahri.

I thought hard to guess who the owner of this voice is, why I can not recognize it even though I memorized the voice of the Brothers when talking, but I can not recognize it if it is singing like now.

"Ghisna! in the afternoon, I slept, Pamali. Let's wake!" Mother's voice startled me, her head poking out from behind my room door that opened a little.

"Who sleeps too." I sat down to believe that I wasn't sleeping.

"Well, was that how to break?"

"Just crumple, don't sleep buk."

"Anterin jajan to the house of Idris first, the rest of the arisan event was still a lot, dear if not kemakan," pinta Mommy, I also agree.

Asyiik. I hope to see Fahri later.

The singing voice seemed to no longer exist, is it possible because of hearing Mother speak earlier, so he stopped singing. If I can hear his voice from here means that the sound from my room can also be heard from there. Not knowing, if I had secretly enjoyed the beautiful voice.

I also set myself in front of the mirror to put on a plain rectangular hijab maroon red color as completely as possible. Once I meet Kak Fahri, Hatus looks kece dong. I rushed the cake to Idris' house.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am." I said my greetings right in front of Idris' wide open door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," sounded the voice and then appeared the man of a thick body, he was Kak Rashid. He is the most mature of his two friends, he is also married. His wife is also a student of one campus, only his wife is under his force.

"Sister, it's gonna be a cake anterin for mom." I tossed the bag of crackle various kinds of cakes to Kak Rashid.

"Oh, thank you." He welcomed the bag of crackles into my hand.

My eyes glanced into Mbah Idris' house, why didn't Kak Fahri show up?

I also wonder who played the guitar. Why is there no one in the living room. There is only Rasyid Brother who is now standing in front of me. Maybe she was the one who sang?

"Where is Brother?" I was trying to buy time.

"Mbah Idris is still in the stable, feeding the goats. If you cook in the kitchen." Answer Rashid.

Mother is the name for the wife of Mbah Idris.

No question, about who was it?

Ah, no, no. I'll guess there's nothing else. Shy dong.

"Owh, yes it is Brother, I'm sorry first." I say goodbye and turn my body around.

"Dek Ghisna, don't you stop by?"

The voice stopped my steps, as soon as my chest thumped. I looked back, and I saw Fahri walking towards the door. While Kak Rashid was seen walking into the back, maybe about to put the cake that I gave earlier.

Fahri is now standing in the doorway, he leaned his body against the door goal while smiling sweetly.

"Ng. ng-no, brother, thank you. I'll just go home." I turned back and ran away from Idris' house with a face that I thought looked like a boiled crab.

Hehe..!! Why should I run anyway?

Duh, why be groggy gini yes. Wasn't I the one who ngarep could meet Kak Fahri, turn already met I even run away. Stupidly I, even though I was offered to stop by, should be able to chat in a little earlier, messed up now.

Tomorrow again, who knows, my mother told me again to be a food delivery courier to there again.

Arriving inside the house, I walked up to the window and peeked at Kak Fahri from behind the side glass window in my living room.

The man is now sitting on the terrace while playing his phone.

The feeling of deg-degan is still not lost because it was called Kak Fahri earlier. I put my palm over my chest, I can feel my heart beating with a fast rhythm.

I quietly observed him from inside here, looking at his face until satisfied without fear of being discovered.

"Door!!!"

Instantly I tiptoed and half-shouted in shock.

"Summer..!!!" I grabbed the broom in the corner of the room, right next to me, and prepared to shower my little sister with the handle of this broom.

"Sir Ghisna again hingipin Mas-mas it buuukk!!" Umar ran backwards avoiding my rampage. Worse yet he used to scream everything, not to let Kak Fahri horrified, can be really embarrassed if I was found out to have caught him.

Basic sister no akhlaq !!

***

This morning as usual I went to school on foot, the road I passed was rarely passed by the students in my school, because it was not the main road.

I put a headset in both my ears while listening to favorite music from the phone, so as not to bosen walk alone.

Someone suddenly appeared walking beside me. Instantly a fragrant odor emanated along with his presence.

Brother Fahri?

"What's wrong, are we going out together?" Her speech.

What is this for my heart is like jumping out of its place.

I nodded, a little in disbelief at what was happening at this moment. Again I walked together with only two with Kak Fahri, a person I admire very much.

I was smiling, holding back an immeasurable sense of happiness, wanting to feel like I was jumping up and down to express it. Though just invited to walk together to school, especially if invited to walk to the life of the household, immediately cut the goat deh kayaknya for thanksgiving. (Then you're the height of Ghisna.!!)

"Yes, because there's a big brother here." Oops!!! Spontaneously I clenched my hand to my mouth. Be glazed!!

"What time?" He chuckles. I'm really ashamed immeasurably. It looks like I like him.

"If so we go every day together let you keep cheerful. How's it?"

"Well?!" I looked at her, looking at her in disbelief at what she said just now.

"Haha..!! Ordinary expression." Fahri laughed, maybe my expression was so ugly that he laughed. Duh, Ghisna.

I was embarrassed too.

"Yes, if I may," he said again.

"That's fine, that's fine!!" Answer me with spirit 45. Fahri chuckled again. Ghishna.. Ghisna. It looks really if you like Kak Fahri, it should be a bit jaim-jaim little girl.

"Aren't you together, brother?" My toot.

"Emm. nope. With you, I think it's more fun."

"Why?" Ask again.

"Just look at your smile up close."

Forgive me, this brother is getting more and more make a gemes deh. I can make my heart melt.

I turned away trying to hide my smile from embarrassment. But Fahri turned his head closer, trying to peek at my face that I was hiding.

I spontaneously covered my face with both palms, he laughed out loud with my absurd behavior.

***

"Why are you, come together to smile for yourself. The satanic bamboo tree?" Ask Milka, when I put my backpack on our table.

"Yes, yes, where there are demons early in the morning." I pulled a chair and sat down.

"It could be, on the road from your house to the school with bamboo trees," he said.

"Ehem.yeah it could be, but this time the demon is very handsome Mil," I replied.

"Ah, where there is a handsome devil. Ngawur you!" Said Milka pushing my arm.

"Haha..!! Said not to believe." I stick my tongue out at Milka.

"Silver..!! I seriously asked. What the hell, it looks so happy." Milka began to whine with a face full of confusion, if this is what I have.

"Here..!" I gave Milka a message to bring her ear closer, and I said something that made my heart happy this morning.

Milka turned her head back, her mouth wide open and her eyes widened as if she could not believe what I said earlier.

"A..?!" He said with a surprised expression.

"Hey.em!!" Kuremas Milka's arms, gurgling so much.

"Don't he like you Ghis." Milka looked at me.

"Ah, hell, Mil." I blushed to hear Milka's words.

"It could be, if you don't try to deliberately leave with you to school."

"Yes, but. ah, when did he like a little boy like me Mil?"

Actually I hope so too. But in my heart there is still disbelief. Is it possible that the student has a crush on an XI grade High School kid like me?

"Why not? What's unnatural is that she has a crush on Kindergarten."

"Father same my mother aja distance age adrift 10 years, let alone you the same Kak Fahri. At most your age is 5 or 6 years," continued Milka.

I gave a smile, imagining that Fahri really had a crush on me. How happy I would be if it really happened.

"Cie..!! Very lucky, you. Try me to be you. Haha."

"Have a son! You are the same as Doni. You are, the person is perfectionis really while Doni is dirty pack. Who knows if you guys are made, Doni will be able to continue to change his appearance. Haha," I teased Milka.

"Okay!! Amit-amit jabang kebo!!" Milka murmured, she seemed to be very upset that I was tempted.

"Some of the Doni actually looks not very blurry very Mil, unfortunately he was slovenly, disheveled hair like never combed, face kusem because rarely wash face. Try her pack skincare or at least diligent shower and wash face pack cleanser, must be kinclong deh, it's face."

"No!! Why the hell Ghis, you're such a seductive hobby I'm the same slob. You're aja sono who is dating Doni," said Milka. His lips curled and his ali shriveled. This time Milka really

Piqued.

"Haha.yes.iya.sorry! It's just a cram." I pulled Milka's chin, she turned.

There was a satisfaction when I managed to tease Milka. Although Milka is angry but it won't last long. Also an hour is common again.

"What's this?" My finger touched something when I put the book in my drawer.

"Brown? Have you, Mil?" I showed the thing in my hand to Milka.

"No!" Answer Milka jutek. He's still angry apparently.

I went back to check my drawer, who knew something else. When I searched I found a piece of paper containing a piece of writing.

THIS CHOCOLATE IS SWEET, SWEET IF NOT EATEN.

SO WITH YOUR SMILE, BABY IF NOT SEEN.

I smiled reading the short article, who sent it. There is no sign of the sender. There should be initials or something, so I can guess.

"What's Ghis saying?" Milka looked up to peek at the paper I was holding. It turned out that his sense of loneliness had defeated his anger.

I rolled out the paper I held to Milka. He also read it.

"Uuuhh... very sweet siih... from whom?"

I shrugged my shoulders at the sign of not knowing.

"Sister Fahri maybe," guess Milka.

"But why put it here, don't use the name again. Why didn't you just leave together?"

"You want to give me a surprise."

Yeah, I hope this chocolate is right from Kak Fahri.

"For dong..!!" Milka whines exactly like a child.

"Have a son!" I put the chocolate I was holding in the bag.

"Master..!!"

Let alone in the case of stingy, dear, if the chocolate results from the gifts of loved ones should be divided. Describe his love, do not want it to be divided.

Aren't you?