Love My Teacher's

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"Already, sir," Ziara replied without turning her head.

"Ziara, if my treatment in front of others is not good. I beg of you, do not enter the heart. I don't because I don't like you, but how do I say."

"Where does that mean?"

"Udah, anyway you do not put it to the heart. If any of my words make you hurt, you should tell me."

Ziara looked up at Fathan. "What do you think about me being hurt or not?"

"I care, you're my student. I sure care, I love you all. I've considered you guys like your own siblings."

"Then why is it that only I behave differently than others?"

"That might be your feeling."

"If it's just my feeling, there's no way that another student can say I'm babu gapak."

"Gosh, who said that? It's so rude."

Ziara did not retaliate because he did not want to prolong the matter.

Simultaneously Ziara and Fathan turned to under the table when the ballpoint Ziara used accidentally fell.

"Let me take it," said Fathan, extending his hand under the table without looking down because his chair had stuck to the wall, it would be very difficult if he had to go under the table.

"No need, sir," Ziara refused to extend her hand under the table without looking down.

"Let me not take it." Fathan continued to fumble the floor to look for the ballpoint that had fallen.

"No need, sir."

The deg!

The simultaneous appearance of both Ziara and Fathan's eyes widened when they felt the hands of the two of them accidentally touching under the table.

Their hearts were both instantly beating irregularly as this was the first time they came into physical contact. In the school of High School Lamiar is prohibited from a male teacher shaking hands until it comes into contact with the schoolgirls and that otherwise the female teacher should not be in contact with the students.

They let both hands touch for a few seconds. However, when they realized they immediately distanced his hand.

Now they are both groggy and misbehaved.

Ziara sat down and returned trying to find her ballpoint while holding back nervously.

Fathan immediately stood up then stepped towards the closet. "You quickly finished the task, and then the change of lessons bell rang," his message in style as if not feeling nervous in the slightest.

"Well, sir," Ziara replied after finding the ballpoint.

Fathan held onto the closet while touching his still thumping chest. He still couldn't believe that their hands touched each other.

Suddenly it was hot for him. He took a few deep breaths to control himself.

Ziara who was writing took a slight glance towards Fathan who was turning his back.

'Oh, very deg-degan.' His mind while holding his chest.

It would be a lie if Ziara did not feel a strange tremor in her heart upon coming into contact with Fathan. What is all this? Ziara did not understand what he was really feeling.

Of love?

Is that love? Is that possible?

Ziara loves Fathan?

Nah! Ziara immediately shook her head quickly. There is no way he likes his own teacher, what else likes a teacher who is very annoying.

Is it possible that just a little bit of a touch could intentionally make her fall in love?

'Sir, Ziara. No way you like it, Mr. Fathan.'His inner.

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