I LOVE YOU, TEACHER

What a lovely evening

"Who's Ghisna for coffee?" My steps came to a halt when Mom asked as I passed them again in the living room.

"Make Fahri's sister." I answered half nervously. Afraid of being caught if her son is in mode.

"Lhawong, I made coffee."

My eyes widen, feeling like a dead flea. So how this dong, time must fail my plan.

Duh, what do you have to answer?

I racked my brain, looking for the best possible reason.

"Emm. yaudah to Umar."

"When did Umar like coffee?"

I didn't answer anymore because I just walked away.

Arriving in the living room, I saw Kak Fahri was focusing on teaching Umar. They both sat under the guest chair. Aware of my presence, Fahri checked and our friends met. A smile on both corners of his lips. Why be so nervous.

I stepped closer, I put the cup of coffee I brought on the table.

"His not done yet?" Said Kak Fahri, shown coffee that looks still full.

"So don't know if it's been made with Mom, already made so I just bring it here all of you. From mubadzir." I'm a little shy.

I took a sitting position opposite Kak Fahri, our distance was only blocked by the living room table that Umar used to study at this time.

"Wouldn't you teach PR, too?" Umar asked, as if he was questioning me.

"No, I want to see you learn. Can't you?!"

"You see what I learned, see Brother Fahri?" Umar asked teasingly, glimpsed by the man he just mentioned earlier.

Etdah, this little boy has been very fond of tegodain adults.

I glared at Umar, but he laughed at me. Fahri's sister smiled that I couldn't make out what that smile was.

"Sister..Sis. know not that Sister Agnisna likes to get sister from here." Umar said enthusiastically, he did not realize that he was humiliating his only brother.

Instantly my mouth opened wide, surprised by the words thrown by the brother who had no akhlaq. Duh, Gusti... Why do I have to have tengil like this anyway? Can't it be exchanged for more?

"Lied.liy!! Don't believe Brother." I moved my hand waving quickly in denial of Umar's words.

"Where there is, don't say you are deck. Slander of sin know!" I said defend myself. Oh my God, so ashamed of you, Fahri. Basic sister no akhlaq. I want to swallow this child. He could expose my disgrace in front of Kak Fahri. Destroyed already.. ruined..!!

"Who is also slander, right Kok Kak. The oath!"

Uh, this is the child using the word all oath to convince Kak Fahri. Duh, what else to do..

"Yummer!! Look out tomorrow - tomorrow I don't give you my HP pinjem again!"

"Well, don't dong brother. I still want to play games."

A deadly threat to Umar. My parents did not deliberately buy a personal mobile phone for my sister, afraid that she was addicted to being lazy to learn. Teroooss's hape!

Out of pity, I would occasionally lend him my phone to play games, as long as he knew the time and didn't interfere with his study time.

"Don't argue!" Fahri tried to mediate, I could see his laughter stuck on his thin lips.

He must be laughing at me who was caught liking him. For what reason would it feel like to sink to the bottom of the earth right now. Shame has reached this place.

"Berantemnya continued later again, now let's learn first." Fahri put on a smile, He must have believed in the words of Umar.

Watch out for your ungodly sister, wait for my vengeance.

Not wanting to hold back the shame for long, I stepped out of the house. Who knows the air tonight is able to cool my body temperature which suddenly heats up due to holding back embarrassment.

I went to the iron swing located in the front garden of the house. I took the phone out of my pocket and sat on a large swing that had two long seats facing. Like the one in kindergarten. I used to ask to buy this swing while still in SD, and it is still durable until now.

In front of my house is quite comfortable although not too broad, there is one lamp that illuminates this park, plus the lighthouse that comes from the terrace makes the light out here quite bright.

For a moment to forget the embarrassing incident earlier, I continued my plan to watch the film that had been delayed earlier.

***

"Watch what's so serious?"

Somewhat surprised because suddenly Kak Fahri had climbed the swing and was sitting right in front of me. The smell of fragrance instantly exuded into my sense of smell.

His appearance wearing a blue patterned sarong and wearing a white t-shirt seemed to radiate the aura of his peerless handsome.

"Eh, brother. Regular, watch drakor. It's done, huh?"

"Already, just ngajarin ngerjain PR only really. Just a little explanation for your sister."

"What was Umar who came to Brother and asked to be taught?"

Brother Fahri nodded. My sister does often play at the house of Idris, sometimes Umar invites the KKN Students to play badminton in the courtyard of Idris. Maybe because there are a lot of guys so my sister feels at home. Understandably in my home area there are no boys who are the same age as Umar, the average girl. Even if there is a house far away.

According to my view Umar looks closest to Kak Fahri when compared to Kak Rashid and Kak Adam. Maybe because of Kak Fahri's rather humorous attitude so my sister likes the handsome man. My sister is indeed smart to choose a sister-in-law candidate. Hehe!

The presence of Kak Fahri instantly made my attention to the drakor film on the screen of the mobile phone distracted.

I pressed the pause button and lowered my phone screen.

"Nothing to watch it." Said Brother Fahri.

"Ah, no. It will also be okay."

Brother Fahri smiled sweetly, my reflex to take my eyes off so as not to meet me. So groggy!

"That's real, isn't it?"

My eyes were round hearing his question. I'm sorry, I think he's talking about that. What do you have to answer? I feel like a thief caught red-handed. My forehead grooved until it condensed.

"Where is Brother?" I was pretending to be stupid. I pressed my finger against the hijab that wrapped my face to cover the nervousness. My habit is that my groggy hands can't stay still.

"What Umar said earlier, which he said you.."

"Oh that!!" I said before Fahri finished his words.

"Haha!!" I laughed crisply.

"Don't believe Kak, his name is also a small child like to cogitate." I put my palm out expressing my words earlier.

I hope Fahri believes my words.

I looked away, unable to look directly at the man at this moment.

"Hmm, so yeah. Let's say it's okay too." Said Brother Fahri with a prickly smile.

I was getting embarrassed, I subdued my head can no longer look at his handsome face because I was embarrassed to be found to love the chance to see it.

This is all because my sister doesn't have that akhlaq!.

"Now down the fuck, embarrassed huh?" Temptation Brother Fahri.

At first glance I glanced and lowered my gaze again.

Yes, I am ashamed, brother! Did I run away from here?

I lowered my right leg, intending to go down and run away, but hurriedly Kak Fahri pulled my arm wrapped in a long-sleeved shirt, holding it back so I wouldn't leave.

"Where are you? It's right here."

With a chaotic feeling I sat back on the swing, for some reason even according.

"Not yet isya', sit here for a while while while looking at the moon." The man's smile expanded under the bright lights of the garden.

By having to stay.

Actually I also want to linger here with him, but because of the shame I was so embarrassed to face him now.

One hand Kak Fahri held the swing support pole and moved his body so that the swing we were riding was swinging slowly.

We were both silent, immersed in each other's thoughts. The sounds of the animals of the night seem to be a soothing music in a beautiful atmosphere tonight. Yeah, it's beautiful. Where my beloved man and I sat together under the moonlight that was almost perfectly rounded.

But there was anxiety in my little heart, was what I was doing right now? Sit alone with a man who is not a mahram at night.

"It's okay, I know my limits." Said Brother Fahri as if he knew what was on my mind.

I smiled knot.

I want to ask, Brother Fahri shaman yes, how can you know my heart?

Ah, surely he can read my mind through my current expression of anxiety.

"Some here right, the condition is also quite bright not dark-eight, this is also in front of your house where you might dare to macem-macem, if suddenly your father nongol can be slit I." Seloroh Fahri, make me laugh.

"We are no longer alone." Said again.

"Huh? Who else is there?" My eyebrows furrowed, my eyes swept around us. There's no one.

"There are ants, there are crickets, frogs, mosquitoes, and so on?" Said Brother Fahri making me turn the eyeballs.

"Kirain who's Sis! I've got goosebumps on me." I'm upset.

He even laughed. Very handsome, if he was laughing. Ahem ahem deh!

"Your face is funny when it's tense. Especially if you're embarrassed, her cheeks look pink." He laughed again.

Isha! Even sucked at him.

"Tuh, right. His cheeks are red again."

Aih, Brother Fahri is not ceaselessly seductive I continue from earlier.

Spontaneously I covered half my face with the hijab, but it made her more and more curled up to hold her stomach.

"Have you been satisfied yet?" I still cover my face with the hijab.

Fahri closed his mouth to stop his laughter that had exploded earlier. Breathing until he calms down.

"sorry. You're so funny anyway." He rolled his eyes, making me fall further and more into his charm.

Brother Fahri, what magic are you making that is able to destroy my heart.

Every blink of your eye, your breath, and your voice, seemed to be able to shift my world for a moment.

"Funny what ugly? Don't worry, I keep on!" My protest at him. But in the deepest part of my heart, I love that laugh. It's okay if he laughs at me, as long as his smile continues to expand at both corners of his lips.

"Yes-yes sorry." He cupped his palms together as an apology.

I smiled and took down the veil that covered my face earlier.

After a little chat ngalor ngidul, Kak Fahri was saying goodbye to go home and told me to immediately enter the house.

"Nights do not be outside alone, later if anyone nyelikan will bother," he said before we finally returned to each other's homes.

***

"My feelings outweigh all words, therefore I prefer to be silent not to say."

By : Assyauq's.

*

The message came again, along with the chocolate as well. To my surprise, when did that man put all this in my lap? Why never be caught at all, but I leave is also quite early in the morning. I also always ask students who have picket schedules, because they must leave early in the morning, but no one sees someone putting something on my desk. I don't know, until when this curiosity can be revealed.

Or maybe He put all this down when all the students are home from school? So the next morning the letter and the chocolate were on my desk.

I need to find out right away.

*

Today Andra went back to school, funny thing is she didn't look at me at all, she was impressed like she was evading. I also chose to be silent, although actually this heart was still abstruse with his treatment that day. Totally immoral. He should have thanked me for not reporting it to Guru BP.

"Who the hell are you talking to, that smile?" I asked Milka when the clock was empty, it should be now the schedule of Mr. Brotherhood, but somehow he did not come too. Seeing Milka smile herself made me feel curious. Tumbens.

Instead of answering, Milka responded to me just by showing her a row of teeth.

"Gee! It's not clear." I'm upset.

"Mil, later go home from school don't go straight home, me first." My love for Milka, she's still focused on her phone screen.

"Well?"

"Later on, I'll tell you. Want huh?"

"Sorry, I can't. You do, know I go home nebeng, if I nemenin you keep me go home how dong?"

"I'll be antherin, and I'll play in your house. Want huh? Please!"

"But I have Ghis' promise" said Milka.

"Whose promise?"

Suddenly Dicky was sitting behind us, and it happened that Raisa and Nana, the owner of the bench, were walking. Understand the empty clock, some go to the cafeteria, some are outside, some are doodled on the board, some are sleeping.

"Promise with me" said Dicky suddenly.

"Huh?" My brows furrowed staring at Dicky and Milka in turn.

Milka smiled, she also looked at me shyly. What's the matter? Don't-don't..

"You guys are dating?" I said guess.

Milka and Dicky were throwing smiles at each other, indicating that I was right.

"Since when?" I was surprised, not expecting them to date. Though all this time I didn't kiss Milka's gelumpat if she was close to Dicky. Am I the one who is insensitive?

"Yesterday." The two men answered in unison.

"You want it, Mil. Playboy's girlfriend is like her?!" I pointed at Dicky, the man immediately put on a sour face.

"My penitent brother Ghis, now his love is only the same Milka. Isn't that right, beb?" Dicky rolled his eyes at Milka.

Oh, really jijay.

"The appointment is pending yes****, I need Milka to come home from school, yes!" My love compels.

"Can't!" Answer Dicky.

"Mil, we've been in office since X class, while Dicky's girlfriend is still a day, you want her more?" My protest against the girl in front of me, from the look on her face she looked like a dilemma.

"Tomorrow yes, ****. Poor Agnisna." Milka said to her new boyfriend. I smiled with relief, Milka was still concerned with me as her best friend rather than her boyfriend.

"But we made a deal." Dicky said somewhat annoyed.

"Tomorrow, I promise."

"Yes, why tomorrow. My business is more important." My words are self-defense.

"Judah, promise me." Dicky said while holding Milka's fingers. Spontaneously I hit Dicky's hand.

"Dam!! Not muhrim!!" I yell at Dicky. Spontaneously he let go of his hand.

"Don't want to hold the same playboy this one Mil. Ati-ati!!" I'm warning Milka. Actually I'm not willing to see Milka dating Dicky's famous playboy. Often she changes girlfriends. Wonderful, why Milka can be smitten with Dicky, it's really handsome. But if playboy is so sick of the other than hurt.

I also choose to go rather than be a mosquito repellent continue even baper because it is being single.

I went out of class and went to the cafeteria, during the break I did not go to the cafeteria because I was busy working on PR from the Brotherhood because I missed it. Uh, apparently Mr. Ikhwanya did not enter today. And now my stomach is hungry.

***

Arriving at the cafeteria, I accidentally came along with the arrival of Brother Adam. We were both standing at the shop that belonged to Bu Sumi. There are actually three canteen stalls available inside this school, but the meatballs made by Bu Sumi have always been my favorite during school here.

"The taxi's open." Adam and I spoke the same.

"Well, how does the meatball stay in one serving? Out of stock." Answer Ms. Sumi.

"I'm right, come first buk." I said as I glanced at the man standing not far from me.

"Not you first, we came together." Protest Brother Adam.

"Well, who wants to be there!" Sewot.

"Some of you at this hour why in the cafeteria? Skip the lesson?! I'm back there!"

"Any accusation, again the teacher's blank clock does not exist!"

"It should be an empty hour to study, not even in the cafeteria. A stomach that's taken care of."

"Didih, dong likes. Open it, the meat made me. I'm not, the customer stays here."

"I can't do it, people both pay for it."

"So you don't want to lose to me younger?"

"No!!"

We were both insistent and fighting, no one wanted to give up.

"Have not argued. Each of these gets their meatballs. Free no need to pay, than I dizzy to hear you guys arguing meatballs."

Ms. Sumi offered me two bowls of meatballs, but what astonished me was that one bowl of meatballs only contained 3 meatballs the size of a table tennis ball, usually one serving containing 6 seeds. it's just that this one's got more.

"Liar fair!" Continue Ms. Sumi.

Where is full if only this?

By being forced and because it was not good also with Ms. Sumi, I also took the meatball bowl and moved to the table provided.

"Make you full."

Brother Adam put three balls of his meatballs with a spoon into my bowl.

I looked at him confused.

"Why not just now, use all debate." Ketusku.

"Because I like to argue with you." He said as he left.

"Thank you buk!" He said again before he actually left the cafeteria.

While I was still digesting the words that the abstract human had just spoken.

"Like to argue with me?" Mumbles.

*

Seriate..