Love Santri And School Teacher

Chapter Twenty. Girl from another class

after I finished eating, I fell asleep in my bed.

while my mind floated remembering the incident in the park this afternoon.

I didn't realize I was smiling by myself.

"take Oey" exclaimed ridho to surprise me.

"what the hell does a deck make people hang?" my nagging on ridho.

"some are called non-answers instead of smiles themselves"

"hehe. sorry I can't be horrified" I replied with a laugh.

"not without horror.but again nglamun, baek-baek mbak, ntar digondol ghost waiting for the garden tree Lo?" goda Ridho with flirtatious eyes.

"that's what? why the hell is here bothering people" I pushed my sister's body to leave.

"well, ma'am, would I like to be told about donk in the city park?" ridho's eyes rolled back at me.

"what the hell is the deck? all city park wear?" I answered trying to calm down.

"there is no need to panic that's also mbak time, I saw the same mbak Akrom. hayo what?" tanya ridho full of search.

Degh!. The shocked me mixed in embarrassment with ridho's question became speechless.

"calm mbak, all are safe as I am. origin mbak honest with me" continued ridho.

I who had been sleeping since then sat cross-legged beside the ridho on my bed.

"so you know we were both dho?" I was timid while being pulled and swirling the ends of my shirt with my fingers

"all mbak.so he's the one who told you?" ask ridho.

I just nodded as the answer.

"ah shit, when I called Akrom a big brother anyway? ah" his grunts cursing.

"hehehe, how's Lo dho?" I asked while grinning the horse.

"yes it's okay anyway. Besides I know Akrom near mbak, I believe the hell he can take care of my brother" his hand held my shoulder reassured.

"thank you dho" I said looking at my sister's smiling face as if I was happy with my choice.

"then what about Rian? later it even became a misunderstanding Lo" Ridho reminded me of that.

"oh yes dho. tomorrow only mbak say time at the office"

"seriously yes mbak? let's not misunderstand" while looking at me sharply.

"yes my dear sister" I replied spoiled.

"oh yes deck, don't tell anyone about mbak same Akrom?" my continue.

"yes, everything is safe" he said.

"thank you dho"

"yes mbak. but there are conditions, after I think it is not so free mbak"

"that's the same calculation as my own" I grumbled.

"but the time is happy again is not it want the thanksgiving of his sister's meal treaty?" he said while lips were raised.

"yes, yes, you want to be treated to what is my sister, the most beautiful darling in the world?" while I'm messing with ridho's hair.

"so bad, disgusted to know" he replied with a facial expression like he was going to vomit.

"i want martabak mbak, which is special beef egg 6" he continued.

"hadeeh, hoby kok mbak bags anyway deck?" my eyes glared at him.

"already if you don't want to, tomorrow my class time let on a nyorakin rame" threatened ridho lightly.

"yes, sir, will we buy it?" I answered with a grin.

"well, it's so good baby" his head was mangosteen.

 

at night I went out the same time I gave martabak that he had charged.

we huddled together, arrived at the martabak seller and then I ordered a special egg martabak beef 2 packs.

"so much for 2 packs? how strong am I?" ridho protest at my order.

"yeee, who gave it all to you?"

"was that, like, 2 packs?"

"ge-er you. it's for the father's mother too, it's good that you doank eat them not" while I shake my sister's head.

"ohhg kirain, so I was surprised, when did you think Tya was so good?" ledek ridho's.

"ish look out for you deck" as my hands clenched toward his face.

he just laughed.

while busy chatting, suddenly we were greeted by a girl who was also waiting to buy martabak.

"yes, you're Risma Broatcast's son right?" ask ridho to make sure.

"yes, uh is there Miss Cintya too?" then he kissed my hand.

"yes, you also bought martabak?" my many.

"yes ma'am, uh sorry ma'am, how come it's the same as Ridho?" tanyanya slow.

"oh yes, ridho this is my real sister" I reply kindly.

"oh yes ma'am, sorry I thought his girlfriend" as she scratched her head.

"oh yes dho, send greetings to your friend Akrom huh? tell me to open my chat" the girl whines at ridho.

'hah, is he Akrom? how do I reply to all chat?' as if knowing my surprise, Ridho glanced at me.

"yes tomorrow if you don't forget" he replied lightly.

"don't forget the dho, the pole should be" the girl forced a ridho who looked like he was lazy to serve her.

"yes yes tomorrow, yaudah I want to turn back first my message has come" said Ridho as he pulled my hand.

I immediately paid for the martabak and Ridho brought a bag of crackers containing two martabak boxes.

then we say goodbye to Risma. "we first huh? assalamualaikum"

"yes ma'am be careful, dho don't forget huh? wa'alaikumsalam" he said with a flirtatious laugh.

ridho just snorted and left him.

 

when on the bike want it feels like a ridho introration about the girl earlier.

"who was Akrom?"

"he was since 1st grade like acrome mbak, but yes that's how Akrom never responded"

"why indeed?" many wonder.

"yes even though he was the prima donna of another class, but it seems like the way he made Akrom il-feel"

"ok can il-feel?, isn't she pretty deck?"

"does Akrom like the same flirtatious girl? as long as I knew Akrom, the girl who had touched him just mbak aja deh, even hug again" answered ridho with a laugh.

"ish what the hell are you decking?" I was embarrassed and then pinch my sister's waist.

"out of course, in public places hugs everything.where is pushed again the same acrom, is it delicious?" he continued, laughing even harder.

"iiiiish watch out for your deck" I pinched his waist back this time much harder.

"uh no mercy mbak" erang ridho.

"no, let's know the taste, so don't macem-macem sedain mbaknya" my teeth bulged with anxiety and my eyes glared at him.

"iya mbak pardon mbak, not that anymore, seelin mbak not really nyetirnya nih" please ridho.

"hish. watch out for your ledekin mbak again" I threatened.

"yes no longer" he said, laughing.

"do you want to tell Akrom tomorrow about that girl?" I was curious to interrupt his laughter.

"males mbak, at most also remain not in the same response acrom, yes let him diem I answered that earlier"

I who got that answer could only smile calmly and be relieved.

"why? you're jealous of that girl?"

"no, it's just a shock that I've never known" I replied reasoned.

 

at home, we and our family enjoyed the martabak eggs 2 servings together.

"wow what is this? buy a lot of money?" asked my father while his hand plucked a piece of martabak.

"there's another thank you sir" as Ridho's eyes glanced at me with eyebrows raised down.

"what thanks?" now it's my turn to roll one eye towards Ridho and then towards me.

"that loh, the thanks of the father's daughter and mother already seen the candidate" continued ridho teased me.

"huh, who's nduk? so you're thanking your teacher's friend?" ask the father while his mouth is full of martabak.

"no sir, mbak kelajin mbak. am I the obvious?" ridho is increasingly launching his attacks to tease me.

"heh, who the hell? these two serious boys why the hell?" it was my mother's turn to turn towards us.

"there is a deh Bu, not yet.Tya will know to you deh" I replied grinning the horse.

"alum ya nduk, do not macem-macem Lo" he warned me.

"prepare father, take it easy" my thumbs told me reassuring him.

and we continued eating martabak until the end while telling each other about many things.