Love Letter From Teacher

Love Letter from my Teacher Chapter 6

In the hospital. Safira looked down. He was still waiting when he could see his father. His heart was heartbroken when he saw his father lying helplessly in the room there.

"You okay?" ask Naufal.

"I'm fine, sir." Answer Sapphira.

He's still doldrums.

"You can go back to school if you feel better,"

"But, Sir,"

"I will tell this to your homeroom teacher" Naufal said.

Safira agreed. Naufal decided to leave. The girl was very grateful to her good teacher.

After a few weeks, the man who was waiting to recover came home. Safira seemed pleased with his father's health.

"Fira, though,"

"Yes Pa,"

"That's what we're waiting for outside your girlfriend?" ask the father.

"Not me, Pa," denied Sapphira. His face looks red. His heart was pounding, but he was not at all close to Naufal.

"Your boyfriend is fine too" said the father with a smile etched on the man's lips.

"Fira focus on learning, Papa. Don't be weird!"

"Sorry!" the man who is now in a sitting position. His wife looked silently at her husband who suddenly apologized to their daughter.

"What do you do apologize, Pa?" ask Safira wonder.

"Papa won't sue you again. From now on you are not too Papa bridle," said the father.

"Ish, it's his turn to repent and be told to be free" Safira protested.

"You want to keep learning?" ask the man named Andra.

"Yes, no, Pa. Was ah! We're home, yeah!" Safira.

Andra nodded with a smile. While the woman who is now beside him also smiles to see the relationship between father and son warmed up again.

Naufal took over the wheel because the driver was still not fully recovered. Safira looked awkward seeing her teacher behind the wheel.

"I think you're dating" Andra said suddenly.

"I am the teacher" said Naufal, who looked nervous. He felt as if there was a sigh there and the hope of the girl beside him belonged to him.

"Look, um. How's that?" safira asked who was beside Naufal.

His blood seemed to flow rapidly at this moment. His heart raced and Safira's face turned red.

"I don't want to date, sir."

"Call Om Andra only! It looks like you are very young" Andra said.

"I just graduated last year, Om"

"Oh. Why not go to the company? Keep going to college again to be a lecturer," said Andra.

"I have plans next year, Om." Naufal.

"You too, Fira. You go to college where it's up to you now,"

"Really, Pa?" ask Safira.

"It's real,"

Safira. Naufal saw a smile on Sapphira's lips. A sincere smile and truly represents her feelings.

This morning, Safira was engrossed in the music she heard through earphones. He saw some friends who knew him looking at him and smiling.

"Cie-cie. Soan no. Soan dong! So sweet," seduced by Risa.

"What the hell? Who's trying?" cecar Safira who does not understand.

"Shortly. I don't have a boyfriend,"

"Ish, but there are a lot of ngiri,"

"Udah. I want to be calm and have fun. Because I didn't get sent to London" Safira said with a smile.

"Unfortunately the package was exported to London" chirps.

Safira was upset. While Risa laughed. However, his heart was still undecided as it meant Faiz could still be with Sapphira.

Raisa came with a dead red face. His face is like a killer teacher, but the killer teacher at High School is only one.

"Please. There is no love for the teacher here. It interferes with learning. Maybe even one of the students who has a relationship with the teacher will get the best grades without effort." Obviously Raisa.

"My mother quipped me, because I always had high grades even though I rarely entered," said Safira who was so loud.

"Get manners, Safira!" peekkik Raisa's.

"Mother's only been here for a year, right? Let me ask the tenth grader until now. What I did all this time to become a class champion even a champion in every race. I never used cunning. You don't know either, do you? Whether or not the story of students and students here," said Safira.

"You're it. I'll lower your grades. If you..," said Raisa paused.

"I still have adab. If I don't like people. I will directly tell the person, not insinuate with vague accusations. Excuse me Honorable teacher!" Said Safira who later dropped out of her class. Raisa looked at Safira not like it. He also began the lesson again.

Under a shady tree. The girl was silent. He reached into the phone in his pocket and put earphones in his ear. He was bored and felt bad when everyone talked about him.

"Stupid?" asked Naufal who suddenly came.

"Dragon's distance!" peekkik Sapphira.

"What flu is it? Keep your distance" protested Naufal.

"I'm lazy to talk about people,"

"Hemm, about you being close to me?" ask Naufal.

"Near what? There are males I met with Mr. Naufal. There are things that make me apes" said Safira.

"Eits, don't talk about it? Watch out! It'll be a do'a, then,"

"Udah there. Mr Naufal! Don't whack!" Cerocos Sapphira.

Naufal just shook his head. He left Sapphira. While walking in the corridor the man turned his head towards Safira's class.

"Maybe he caused it" murmured Naufal.

Just now, he wanted to get to know Sapphira further. There was Raisa who had been chasing after him all along.

Hours of lesson change. Safira went back to class. He stared intently at the woman before him, then entered without caring about the woman's presence.

Then, it was seen the woman rushing to leave.

"Lo even fought with Raisa ma'am," protested Risa.

"Ngapain also I think it's a matter of his attitude?"

"What's your value, Safira?" ask Risa.

"Look at! I want to know if he's professional or not."

"Where are you, Fira." Risa was so dizzy with Sapphira's attitude.

Their chemistry teacher's coming. Safira seemed ordinary. Teaching also begins.

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The white sky began to turn orange. Safira wants to run his bike. At first glance he saw Naufal looking at him, but he refocused on the iron horse he was riding and did so. Naufal looked at Safira again as Sapphira passed by, but the girl ignored him.

Since that rumor spread. Safira kept her distance from her teacher, although the man was quite helpful while her father was in the hospital. Naufal looked at the dark sky. He does not like the attitude of the people he likes.

Cell phone ringing. Naufal looked at the flat object screen.

"Yes, Miss Raisa," he said on a phone call.

"Sorry! I don't have time" he replied to the woman there.

Facing the excessive attitude of the woman alone is lazy. Especially if you have to have dinner with him. After all, the man was indeed not used to going out alone with women. He imagined Raisa's attitude in school alone shuddered, especially if it was outside the school.