Love Santri And School Teacher

Chapter Fifteen. poetry bonus

elsewhere, the Vespa drove irregularly along with a menahkodai feeling.

his heart was broken, his hope was buried.

in the middle of the trip he pulled over at the corner of the city park.walk gontai looking for available seating.

'is this feeling God's fault? I send him to Your way, Lord, ' he thought with a disappointed heart.

enjoying the green trees overshadowing the little boy running around cheerfully carrying the toys his parents gave him with a smile on his lips.

"it should be like that love, like a child who gives happiness to his parents.Human should give his happiness to his God" he said.

after about two hours he calmed down, then rushed home.

"Assynogaic"

"wa'alaikumsalam son, where are you from?" ask Maftukhah.

"from the house of Ridho Bu"

"sadi ibuk telfon ridho said you had come home 2 hours ago, where hp'm dead again" said Akrom's mother.

"sorry Mom had stopped by for a while, hp Akrom batreynya exhausted like" replied acrom with a forced smile.

then he rushed to his room without caring about his mother who was still amazed by the look on his face.

he sat in the study chair, contemplating what had just happened.

a few minutes later, he took a random book and opened the backyard, which became a favorite place Akrom wrote his heart.

About Dawn

foamy tasbih swarming sweat

derarambi dawn menalu pilu

the mighty moon blips

laughing at my conflicting tribe

in my inner room was a name

my mind is drawn to a feeling

similar morning haughty walking

the night creaks are swallowed

blame yourself for love?

from someone I don't understand yet.

blame yourself for building love?

I started having to pull over.

flowers on my front desk

in the corner of your voice I keep seducing

flowers in my class front desk.

how are you doing now, I'm questioning?

 

she looked up at her thoughts, remembering the same beautiful face she had vaguely remembered, for never looking at her.

he blames himself for planting his love for the uncertain.

immediately closed the book and returned the origin.grab mobile phone and immediately on the charger and then turned on.

after that came several missed calls from his mother and ridho, as well as several messages from both.

*****

A week has passed, now is Monday it is time for school to return to enter.with the agenda of the first day is halal-bihalal.

the students have come to his school, not least Akrom, he immediately shook hands with his friends and forgave.

"eh chrome, where did you run out of my house? look for your mother" asked ridho.

"oh, I stopped by to eat, same wind" Akrom replied lying.

"oh kirain why are you chrome"

"it's okay to relax" Akrom smiled.

leaning back in the front seat of the class, Akrom looked around for a moment then the corner of his eyes caught two people walking in tandem from the canteen towards the office that passed in front of his class, while talking about something.

while his heart asked him something 'what are they talking about? I don't know that's none of my business'.

(POV Cinta)

"Mom, excuse me. Is there an answer to yesterday?" ask Mr. Rian to surprise me.

I'm the one who doesn't feel good about refusing in public to be confused "uh, sir how is it? I'll answer sir" I avoided.

"ish sir, don't behave like that in front of the kids doesn't smoke" I snapped softly.

"sorry Mom, I'm reflexive" she replied.

I walked away from her to the office, but stayed with her by walking with me.

when going through the front of the ridho class, there Akrom was sitting in front of the class whose eyes had been like heading towards me. And there was also a ridho who was playing a mobile phone and then saw me shocked too.

"dho, you want to snack on bread?" I said to Ridho and sat next to him so that Rian wouldn't follow me.

"can you, where?" the answer seemed to understand what I meant.

"nih dho" then I took the bread from my backpack.

after I cuekin, without saying I saw Mr. Rian walking away from us to the office.

"do you want chrome?" I offered to Akrom who was sitting next to Ridho.

"thank you ma'am" he answered flatly, then went into the classroom leaving us both.

'why is Akrom acting like that? has she been jealous since the incident at home and just now? is he jealous?' I thought in my heart.

being ridho just gawked with the attitude of his friend, then chose the cake and continued to eat bread in his hand.

after the school halal-bihalal series today. then I immediately go home. not with ridho because today he wants to go to his friend's house.

when walking home through the city park.I saw Vespa Akrom parked on the side of the road, I took the initiative to find out what made him suddenly go time at my house and in the classroom earlier.

I parked my motorbike next to the vespanya. I set foot into the city park.I looked around the figure of honest students have stolen my attention.

shortly after walking down the paving road in the garden area, I saw a man sitting quietly on his back to the road.

"assalamualaikum" I said slowly.

"wa'alaikumsalam" he answered while looking at me.

"what are you doing here?" my many.

"why, ma'am" he answered briefly.

"may I sit here?" I pointed to the garden chair next to her.

"please" he shifted his body giving distance.

"mmm. yesterday from home, where were you? in search of your mother when she came home 2 hours ago" asked me again.

"close here" she replied briefly.

"why indeed?"

"that's okay, maybe it's just a little cranky"

"so you were cramped again?" my fanc.

I saw her slightly stiffening her body. "it seems so"

"if you know why?" I doubt that question.

"nothing" in a flat voice.

I who no longer know what to ask, choose to be quiet while occasionally glancing at Akrom.

the look in his eyes was sharply looking forward, like there was anger, disappointment in the corner of his eyes.

"goodbye mbak, I'm happy" said acrom with a flat voice but a little raucous.

"for?" I asked who was surprised by his words.

"on yesterday's proposal" with his eyes not changed as before.

"but chrome, mba-"

"sir Rian was a good man, although I never taught him, but I knew he was a good man" Akrom continued, cutting off my conversation.

I haven't had time to say anymore, Akrom is standing with his bag.

"excuse me ma'am, assalamu'alaikum" said without giving me time to speak.

"wa'alaikumsalam" I replied still shocked by his attitude.

'huh, why the hell are you chrome? give time to talk why? so selfish of you?' I murmured in my heart while looking at his footsteps leaving me alone.

I who contemplated myself in the garden digested every word of Acrom and all his conduct.

'his attitude and sentence is strange' I think about it even confused. I pinched my chin while thinking deeper.

'you are so mysterious chrome' I said giving up on his attitude.

then I went home to remember the day I wanted to dhuhur.

Thank you for the time to stop by here. Don't forget to leave a trace huh?