I'm with you, Mr. Teacher

Anything Other Than Music

"Lo why, anyway? From earlier it looked like a lot of debt." The movement of super agile fingers Ranum who was copying the sandalwood PR momentarily paused after catching the strange mimic of his sitting friend.

Sandalwood did not respond. He could not be frank about what was messing with his mind until it seemed dazed. He thought of Teak. Worrying more precisely. Because he did not go together, he became a no-no mind. Why is he late? Or maybe even sick and today did not come in? The monologue in his head made Sandalwood even more unsettled.

"Where, seriously, why, anyway? All of a sudden get stuck and don't bring pads?" Ranum stretched his fingers after he finished copying Sandalwood's reply in time.

Sandalwood shook firmly. He thought of something that could take him to the teacher's room to make sure Jati entered or not. Why should I worry about this too?

"Thanks, yeah. Tomorrow's appointment, deh, don't use the show forget to do PR." While grinning, Ranum pretended to put on a guilty look. I don't know how he acted that way. "Lunch later, I'll treat" he added. Complementary sentences that never fall behind in times like these.

"Ran, what don't you need, so, to the teacher's room?" Sandalwood finally made a sound.

"Guru's room? Meanin?" Ranum.

"Eh, no. Lupain is." Cendana pretended to tidy up her tie. He himself was confused by the question. He just needs to make sure the existence of Teak.

The bell in rings. One by one the occupants of class XII IPA 2 arrived at their respective seats. Cendana is trying to divert his mind by reading the material in the Indonesian package book that will be discussed shortly, when Iko-sang the class president-passed next to his desk.

"Eh, where are you going?" spontaneous Sandalwood, who successfully stopped the steps of the glasses guy. Cendana knows, Iko is not the type of person who goes out of class just before the lesson starts if not for important things related to the teaching and learning process.

"You go to the teacher's room to pick up the paper yesterday. Miss Melda had a message."

Cendana Smile rises. Allegedly right. "I'm with you, yes," he bargained vigorously and got up from his seat before Iko agreed. He walked to the door first. Iko and Ranum exchanged glances, then both sniffed shoulders. Both failed to understand.

***

Cendana arrived first in the teacher's room than Iko. Not willing to waste the opportunity, his gaze immediately led to the most corner table he believed to be the Teak table. Honey, the owner of the dark chocolate bead wasn't there. Cendana then swept the view to all directions. His shoulders slumped slowly as he did not find the figure he was worried about.

"She said she wanted to help you, why, even dumbass?" Iko patted gently on Cendana's shoulder. "Tuh, half of you who bring, let there be a sudden function to come here." Iko pointed at the rest of the pile of paper on the table with a chin movement.

Sandalwood picked up the pile of paper Iko meant, grabbed him by the side, then walked down while looking down from the teacher's room.

"Saddock!"

The deg!

That's the voice of Teak. Why does Sandalwood's heart have to react strangely every time it hears it?

Teak who just came out of the kepsekat room approached Cendana which was already a few steps from the door of the teacher's room.

"Eh, Mr. Teak." Sandalwood twisted his body, his face suddenly as crisp.

"Who did you do?"

"Take the writing assignment on Ms. Melda's desk."

Teak ber-o without sound. His right hand rubbed his nape while thinking what else to say.

"I think you're sick." Unknowingly, Cendana grasped the stronger edges of the pile of paper in her arms after saying the sentence earlier.

Teak Smile expanded slowly. "You're worried, huh?" goda.

The question was successful in making the heart of Sandana jumpalitan. Face blushing. "I'm sorry, sir, I have to get back to class. Excuse me!" The girl with the back half a run passed from before Jati.

After enjoying Sandalwood's misbehavior, Jati was silent some humorously aware of the gentle vibration on her chest. Did he really like that girl?

***

Resting hours. Jati was tidying up the order of the books on her desk while smiling to herself. The blushing face of Sandalwood when the wrong behavior just now continues to be imagined. Through the window that leads to the front garden of the library, Jati accidentally sees Jaka there. So far Jati has absolutely no interest in the strange student's offer. But, chatting with him would not hurt. Perhaps from there Jati can extract important information about Sandalwood. Therefore Jati went to meet him.

From the page of the tome he read, Jaka's gaze transited across the rantang before docking on Jati's face.

"Finally you need my help, right? I knew you would come to me. But don't use bribes, sir. Throughout my career as a love expert, I have always worked with clean hands. This kind of bribe shouldn't be between us." Jaka put on an authoritative look.

Teak turned the lazy eyeball in response to it. He placed the unappreciated bushel then sat down side by side.

"But if you are sincere, you can, deh. I just happen to not eat." Jaka snatched the bushel that was not enough two seconds put Jati. looks pretentious berwibawanya replaced by a horse's grin, making Jati cluck in wonder.

"So, what do you need help with?" asked Jaka while revealing the lid and peeking at the contents.

"No, it's." Jati is still amused if you have to openly accept his student's offer.

"Not only in love, but any business will have difficulties if you still put forward the ego."

Teak gawking. Did he just get his student?

"You know Cendana well?" Teak started the action.

Instead of answering, Jaka reached out. "Sorry, this cooperation must be patented first."

Jaka's attitude raises fine wrinkles on Teak's forehead. Shall? After thinking a few jokes, in one deep breath, Teak shook the hand of his strangest disciple. Right, he had to strip the ego for this. What's wrong with confirming the status for Jaka? Maybe it's important to him. Probably a kind of pride in itself.

Jaka shook Jati's grasp while smiling in satisfaction.

"You know Cendana well?" Jati repeated her question after Jaka took off her hand.

"I need to emphasize at the beginning, as a love expert, I can not know all my target clients. I just need to know what type he belongs to. But in the case of you, since I've been in the class of the targeted since the first year, the process will be easier."

Jati felt the love expert beside her was starting to beat around the bush.

"So?" his soldiers were impatient.

"To my knowledge, Sandalwood has never dated."

"Seriously?" Teak's voice is rising. Unconsciously the response is excessive.

Jaka nodded. "From here we can conclude, that he never wants to mess around in a relationship. Before deciding to be serious, he needs a vibration that appears naturally, not made up. Bringing out the vibration is not easy, but that does not mean it can not."

Teak listened carefully, and began to be poisoned by the words spoken by the expert of love.

"Forget the invitation of candle light dinners, bouquets, dolls, chocolates, or any weapon that playboy-playboys often use on FTV. The type of girl like Sandalwood is more easily touched by simple things that successfully show the characteristics of the real Father."

Mangosteen teak, although somewhat confused in some parts.

"That is, never be someone else to look cool. Look what is cool maybe a little, but durable." Jaka patted slowly on Jati's shoulder.

Until here the new Jati realized, he had become a client of Jaka. The boy even patted her on the shoulder without being awkward. Teak didn't bother him at all. Befriending that oblong-faced guy outside of the schoolroom of teachers and students, doesn't seem like a bad thing.

"Oh yeah, almost forgot. Whatever effort you're going to make to get close to Cendana, never engage the music."

Teak cringing. "Why?"

"Since his sister died, music is no longer a fun thing for Sandalwood."

"Cock?" Teak choked. What relation?

***