Love My Teacher's

47

"Thank you, sir," Ziara said as they walked out of the restaurant and were now in the parking lot.

"Either. Come home let me drop you off, it's ten in the evening now," replied Fathan after seeing his watch.

"I'll take the bike, sir."

"Later your motorbike is brought with me."

"Yemen?" reload Ziara then glanced around her. "Where is Father's victory?" tanyanya is confused, where Fathan's friend is.

"There's in dalem."

"Oh that? But I went home alone. Anyway it's Sunday night at this hour still a real rame on the road." Ziara did not feel afraid to return home because she felt that the atmosphere tonight was quite safe because the streets of the city were very crowded.

"I can't let you go alone. Yaudah, I'll take you on your bike" suggested Fathan because it was useless he forced to deliver Ziara with his car, surely Ziara kekeh would refuse it.

"Well, you keep going back up what? How's Dad's car?" asked Ziara astonished. Why did Fathan make it difficult for himself just to drive him home.

"It's about easy. Where is your motor key," Fathan replied as he extended his hand before Ziara.

"Is this really not papa?" Ziara hesitated, as this was too troublesome for Fathan.

"Dad."

Ziara reached into her bag, retrieving the key of her motorcycle. Then, give it to Fathan.

Fathan accepted the key with pleasure. Then, he walked towards the parked Ziara motorbike.

Ziara stayed in place letting Fathan get on his bike.

Fathan stater the motor, then drove it slowly towards Ziara. "Wear the helmet," he said as he stopped in front of Ziara.

"The father who wears it, is the driving father."

Fathan only smiled faintly, then immediately put the helmet on to Ziara.

Ziara instantly glared at his two eyes perfectly.

He opened his eyes, as if he could not believe what Fathan had just done.

Fathan covered the glass helmet Ziara was wearing. "Fear of flickering," he exclaimed and turned the motor back on.

"Well," ordered Fathan who was ready to immediately forward the bike.

"Dad." Ziara immediately sat in the back seat.

Fathan turned his head as one of his employees came from behind the restaurant carrying a helmet.

"This is the helmet, sir." The employee gave the helmet to Fathan.

Ziara grinned his forehead from inside the helmet, puzzled as to why the person called Fathan 'sir'. For if he looks at his face, he is older than Fathan.

"Thank you" Fathan replied, taking it and wearing it.

"Together, Sir. Be careful on the road."

Fathan nodded. "I go first." Then immediately start to drive. The speed of the motor used by Fathan is medium, not slow and not fast. As much as possible he should be careful for bringing Ziara. He was afraid that something would happen if he carried the bike at high speed.

Although wearing a helmet, Ziara can smell the fragrance of Fathan's body perfume that has the characteristics of his body. Ziara had never smelled this perfume in use by anyone else. Looks like the perfume used by Fathan is expensive, so it is durable.

Fathan turned the left rearview mirror so he could see Ziara from behind. "Ziara?" his call made Ziara pull up the glass of her helmet.

"Why, Sir?" ziara asked with the hearing she put up well to make Fathan's voice clear.

"I'm very happy. Finally after a long time I can feel the thrill of riding the bike at night again," said Fathan longed to bring the bike at night. Because, it's been a long time or maybe the last he brought a motorcycle when SMA first.

"Mr seneng?" asked Ziara with a slightly loud tone.

"Dad, very cool. Add more seneng again because riding the bike with you," exclaimed Fathan in a low tone. Intentionally, so that Ziara could not hear him clearly.

"What, Sir? Not denger!" ziara shouted because she did not hear Fathan's words just now.

"You're beautiful!" said Fathan with a loud tone.

The deg!

Ziara choked, then developed a smile on the back because she thought Fathan didn't know it. In fact, Fathan can see his face from the rearview mirror.

Fathan smiled as he saw Ziara blushing in embarrassment. "Ziara, keep your heart to me well," told her to speak for herself because she knew Ziara had not heard her voice clearly.

"What! What are you talking about!" ziara asked confused and curious.

"No! I'm just saying tonight is so beautiful!"

Ziara smiled hearing that.

A few minutes later, they finally arrived. Fathan stopped the bike in front of Bani's workshop which was still open and many of his friends were hanging out.

Bani and her friend who was cool with online games immediately stopped, then stood up to Fathan and Ziara who were opening helmets.

"Home home, De?" ask Bani.

"Assalamualaikum, Bang," said Fathan, shaking hands.

"Vaalaikumsalam. How come you're here, Bang?" Bani is confused as to why Fathan came here.

"Yes, Bang. You see, there's no way I'm gonna let Ziara go back alone."

"When you don't turn yourself around too, spoiled you, De."

"Oh no, Bang. I'm the one who meant to deliver Ziara."

"Oh, oh, thank you. Want to have a coffee, Bang?"

"No, Bang. Once again, now I have to rush home the same ortu," declined Fathan politely.

"Oh yaudah, let me anterin." Bani intends to deliver Fathan so that Fathan does not have to bother waiting for a taxi or public transportation.

"Oh no, Bang. That's my pick up," Fathan replied as he pointed to his black car parked on the side of the road. Before leaving the restaurant, Fathan had sent a message to one of his employees if he drove Ziara on a motorcycle, his employees had to follow him from behind.

"Well, gercep too. Yaudah be careful on the road."

Fathan nodded. "Yes, Bang. I went back, yes" she told everyone.

"Yes, Bro."

"Yes!"

"When we hang out again!"

Fathan nodded his head again. "Ready, you will be told if you want to hang out," he replied and turned to Ziara who was beside him. "I went back first well, you went straight into the house already malem not good at seeing the neighbor girl is still outside at this hour," he said in a soft tone to Ziara.

"Yes, Sir. Thanks again, that's not the helmet?"

"You keep it."

"Yes, sir."

"Well, everyone's assalamualaikum" greeted Fathan as he walked along.

"Getishalight."

Fathan ran small while crossing the street, he got straight into his car. Then, it did not take long the employee immediately drove his car.

"Lu bring what?" bani asked when she saw Ziara carrying a paper bag of food.

"Food," replied Ziara.

"Jaudah make the cave just as tense, coincidentally laper." Bani immediately snatched the food paper bag from Ziara's hands.

Ziara was a little surprised. "Bang!"

"Eat gays!" Bani gave the paper to Fiki.

Bani was about to enter the workshop but was immediately pulled by Ziara. He was pulled to the back of the workshop by Ziara.

"Don't have a heart, Bang!" lontar Ziara with reddened eyes.

"Ocean the hell you."

"Lo didn't think! I also brought food for Nari, Lulu and Mama. Why you give me to Temen lo!" snapped Ziara was extremely heartbroken.

Bani rolled her eyeballs lazily. "They slept, ah. What the hell is malem using ngeributin food."

Ziara's tears trickled down as soon as I. Her brother had not changed at all, always putting more importance on his friend than his own family. Even though Nari and Lulu are asleep, she can build it and share the expensive food they have never tried. While his friend Bani, he believes even almost a week they often eat expensive foods.

"Gue hates you so much, Bang. Hate it!" ziara snapped with a cry that began to break.

Bani clucking lazy.. "Use cry everything, if in another horror how? Shame on me."

Ziara wiped her tears and tried to calm down. "Go from here," drive him out because it is useless until his mouth froth even Bani will not understand all his words.

Bani did not answer, and chose to leave immediately.

Ziara sat on the porch of her home for a moment before knocking on the door. She was afraid that her mother would even worry about seeing her cry.

After calming herself down, Ziara immediately stood up and knocked on her door. He left his bike in front of the workshop because it was common in the workshop.

Tok.

"Assalamualaik."

The door opened, and his mother opened the door for him. " Waalaikumsalam's. Just home?" ask Zula.

"Yes, Mah."

"Jude, come in."

Ziara walked in and stopped behind the door to take off her shoes. "Same Nari's sleeping?" ask her on the sidelines of her activities.

"Just slept, '" Zula replied as she sat on the living room sofa. "How did you meet Fathan?" ask because of curiosity.

Ziara walked to the sofa, then sat down. "However, it was in the dinner treaty."

"Why is his face so rich?" Zula could see Ziara's face as if she was crying because her nose and eye group area were slightly red.

"Gara-gara bang Bani, he took the food that Mr. Fathan gave to mama sama ade. But even the same bang Bani in love to his friend."

"Yaudah is not papa, Lulu and Nari are also sleeping. Sorry your sister yes," said Zula gently so that Ziara would stop being sad.

Ziara nodded small. "Ziara was just disappointed, even though Zia was already very keen to try the food to Mama sama ade. Eh, even in the grab it's the same bang Bani."

Zula got up from her seat and sat down next to Ziara. He gently rubbed the head of his daughter wrapped in a headscarf. "Sister, I'm sorry your brother. We pray that your brother can turn into a better person again" he said gently.

Ziara looked at Zula. She looked at her heart, then hugged her mother softly. "Ziara always prays for brother, Mah. Zia loves the same brother but I don't know when you can love us too," he said in Zula's arms with tears that flowed back.

Zula stroked his daughter's back gently. He understood Ziara's feelings now, this indeed hurt his heart greatly. However, he also could do nothing but be patient with Bani's behavior.

"Now you sleep well, it's night."

Ziara let go of her embrace and then wiped away her tears. "Yes, Mah. Zia to the room well," she replied then stood up.

Zula nodded in response, then Ziara immediately walked into the room.

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Cklek!

The door of the house rang when Fathan opened it. He went in and closed the door of his house. He walked in search of the whereabouts of his parents who told him to go home immediately.

"Assalamualaikum," he said when he found his parents in the living room on the 2nd floor.

"Waalaikumsalam," his parents answered simultaneously.

"Tumben is not yet asleep. What's this really about? Kok, Abi told Fathan to come home, but Fathan had permission to go out," exclaimed Fathan approaching his parents. Then, he sat down next to his mother.

"Where did you end up?" ask Fathan's father, Kurniawan Atharic. However, Fathan usually calls him abi.

"From the resto, Bi," Fathan replied as he gently embraced his mother.

"Who?"

Fathan let go of his embrace, he stared at his umi and abi in turn. He was confused because his parents did not usually ask who he was going with.

"With Ziara, right?"

Fathan was shocked. Hearing the curse of his ashes just now, he was confused where did his ashes know the name Ziara? But so far he has never told anything about Ziara to anyone including his parents. "Where do you know about Ziara?" tanyanya was very curious.

"Audrey told Abi and Umi everything."

The deg!

Fathan was shocked again! Audrey? Ck! Now Audrey knows who she loves. She was so angry that Audrey had interfered in her affairs that she told her parents about it.

"Where is Audrey now?" ask Fathan to meet Audrey in person.

"He's in the room" Kurniawan replied in a cold tone. "Sit down!"

Fathan who was about to stand up instantly reduced his intention when his ashes told him to stay seated.

"It's not true, El. You approach your own disciple blatantly, what if someone knows all this? Aren't you ashamed?" lontar Kurniawan was disappointed in Fathan. In fact, he already strongly believed in this one and only son. He believes Fathan can not dare to invite a girl to eat together in his restaurant like a person dating.

"Fathan just invited her to eat, Bi. No more, not to mention the crowded restaurants. We are not alone there" Fathan explained.

"Not both, but until riding a motorbike together?"

Fathan slightly widened his eyes. He was really surprised to hear that.

"And to ride the angkot alone," continued Kurniawan increasingly make Fathan surprised.

Kurniawan smiled faintly, then shook his head slightly. "Abi's very disappointed in you, El." He and his wife are used to calling Fathan El, because you know Fathan's real name is Elfathan.

"Bi, Fathan is in love with Ziara. From Fathan's early days at Sma Lamiar, Fathan loved Ziara. But during that time, Fathan did not dare to approach Ziara. Now, Fathan dares to approach Ziara as soon as Ziara graduates, Bi."

Kurniawan sighed heavily. "If Ziara is going to graduate soon, what does it mean that you can approach her?" tanyanya flat. "No, El. You can't approach her until you dare to go alone, you're an adult and Abi is sure you understand Abi's intentions."

Fathan speechless.

"Abi does not forbid you if the girl you approach, the girl your age or older than you. That's even good, you can propose to him immediately. But, look. Ziara is very young if you apply directly," said Kurniawan again. "After graduation, let Ziara feel the world of college first, let her feel how life is after school" she added.

Fathan shook his head. "Ziara has no intention of going to college, Bi."

"With reason?" tanya Kurniawan was curious. Why Ziara did not want to continue her school, it was very dear.

"Because of his family's economy."

"So Ziara from a simple family child?"

Fathan nodded small. "Does Abi disagree, Fathan looking for a wife-to-be from a simple family?" tanyanya was worried that her ashes would not give her blessing.

"Abi and Umi won't blame that. It doesn't matter to us, if you want to marry a girl from a simple family, it's important that she's a good girl" Kurniawan explained, because he also married his wife who was born into a simple family.

"Rezeki can be found, got a good wife does not come twice. You have to marry a good girl and one who really loves you" she told her son not to be too rash looking for a future wife.

"Fathan will make Ziara also love Fathan, Bi."

"But not by any means approach it."

"I mean Abi?" ask Fathan confused. How to make people fall in love without having to approach them?

"Pursue the love of God, the world will pursue you."

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