Love My Teacher's

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"Hi, everyone," replied Beby who suddenly in the group of students more precisely might be his classmate.

"Ih Beby, today you are so beautiful."

"It must be because you want to realize the feelings to Mr. Fathan right."

"Ciee."

Beby blushed in embarrassment at the babbling of all of them. He was more confident to say his love for Fathan because he had the support of many people. "You can do it."

"The wood is beautiful, it must be expensive."

"No, only about five million."

Ziara and Shasa who accidentally heard him glared at the same time.

"Just he said?" shasa said inexhaustibly. "Buset, a bouquet is so expensive." He still could not believe, where maybe such a bouquet would be very expensive.

"Beby is a tyre, so the price is not how much according to him," cried Ziara understand him. However, in her heart Ziara felt the worry of seeing Beby who was so confident as to declare love to Fathan.

He was afraid what if Fathan accepted it? Ziara did not want that to happen. Although his heart and mind continue to refuse to realize that he harbors feelings of liking to Fathan.

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"SIR FATHAN!" shouted the hysterical students when they saw Fathan approaching them all after the decoration was finished neatly arranged.

They were very happy because the person they had been waiting for had finally arrived. Today Fathan came a little late due to a little obstacle on the road. He already knows if there is a surprise that will be given by the schoolgirls because they saw the principal's post.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. FATHAN." Together the students greeted Fathan who stood before them all.

In the middle of the full field by the students, there was not a single student here.

Fathan smiled sweetly because he did not expect to get this lively suprise from his protege. He was so excited, and so grateful to all of them. "I thank you very much to all of you, I am happy that many of you care and love me. You're the best, once again I say thank you," he said with a moved face.

"Together, sir."

"Sir Fathan is the best, we're all here very dear to you."

"The best teacher we've ever met."

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. FATHAN BARWYN ATHARIC."

Fathan took a deep breath, he was a little groggy in the student crowd. His smile continued to radiate across his face, his eyes running around hoping to find the girl he loved. However, several times his eyes traced the crowd but to no avail. Where's Ziara? Does Ziara have no intention of celebrating her birthday?

Fathan's eyes sparkled when he saw the girl he was looking for was standing sweetly behind the crowd. Naturally, he is difficult to find his existence because his body is not too high to make him invisible to students who have high body posture.

His gaze was hard for him to let go of Ziara. He could not help but smile because he saw Ziara looking so sweet there.

'Ziara, how many beautiful women are here. But you are the only one I love.' His mind with a feeling of flowery because it was so happy to see Ziara, he missed her so much because he had not met for 2 days.

'I love you so much, Ziara.'

'There will come a time when I will make you, the happiest woman in the world.'

Fathan really loves Ziara. To be honest he was already unable to harbor his feelings of joy at Ziara, his heart was always uneasy because of the sudden fear of a man who preceded him. However, it was not yet time for him to express all his love for Ziara.

He would never ask Ziara to date. It was not the courtship that Fathan wanted, but the marriage bond that he hoped for. 'I always pray, may you be the soul mate God sent me, Ziara.' His inner.

'I married Ziara Jema Laks-'

'Eh!'

'FATHAN WHAT DO YOU THINK!'

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