Love Santri And School Teacher

Chapter Twenty Two. Misunderstand.

(POV Cinta)

after the end of class hours, I who was about to leave the class was shocked by a man standing in front of the classroom door.

"is it over, ma'am?" ask the man with a sweet smile.

"eh, Mr. Rian, it's just finished" I said in shock

"want to the canteen now?" bargained for.

"yeah yes sir, fine" I replied nervously.

then I walked to the cafeteria, and Rian walked with his steps beside me.

after ordering food, we headed to the table at the end of the cafeteria, which happened to be empty as well.

"how did he learn here?" ask him with a gaze that can not be separated from me, which makes me uncomfortable.

"so far it's fine" I replied briefly.

"good, thank goodness then" he nodded his head Slowly.

"excuse me in advance, I want to say something" I said seriously.

"how's Mom?" reply with a serious face as well.

"with what will be my answer later, I hope we can both accept it, and also good for both of us" I said carefully so as not to offend him.

"iya Bu Cintya. talk"

"mmmm, earlier thank you that day has been in our house, then about the purpose and purpose of Mr. Rian at that time, forgive me sir, it seems I have not been able to accept it" I slowly kept from being heard by the other students, just between the two of us.

I saw a face that was smiling, serious and now suddenly became moody.Disappointment was clearly visible on the look of his face.just a smile that seemed forced.

between us was entangled in an awkward atmosphere.just the clanking of plates and spoons from the next table appeared as a backsound.

"once again I apologize sir, have not been able to accept the application at that time, there will be much better than me for Mr. Rian in the future" I assure you.

"if I may know, why ma'am? is there another one?" ask mr. Rian.

I didn't answer, just smiled at him.

"if you can tell who Mom is?" he returned with his disappointed face.

"sorry sir, I cannot mention this moment" I replied.

"alright, I'm sorry for bothering people's property" he said slowly.

"yes sir, it's okay. Hopefully this doesn't break the cord between us"

"yes ma'am" he answered briefly

then our ordered meal came, we enjoyed the meal in front of us while chatting.

"if you can know Mom, what kind of Bu Cintya candidate is she?"

"uhuk uhuk" I was choking on food hearing that question.

"be careful, ma'am, slow down to eat"

"sorry sir" I drank my iced tea.

"yes, sir, he knows more about religion than I do" I replied, thinking of Akrom.

"oh yes Mom" she replied briefly.

while enjoying my lunch, suddenly the sound of the table being hit, I suddenly turned to the source of the noise.

Degh's.! 'Achrome? can misunderstand this later'.

"sorry bro, unintentionally" said Akrom apologizing to the table next to me.

"yes bro, it's okay.next time be careful" replied the other student.

then I saw him glancing sharply at me, then moved towards Mr. Rian with a look of dislike.

'had died me, can be remem deh son deh' Mumamku in heart.

"that's your sister's friend, right?" asked Mr. Rian while pointing towards the Acroma that had passed.

"yes sir" I replied briefly.

"said the girls in the other class.he was like a prima donna, but arrogant never response" Mr. Rian smiled cynically like he did not like.

"not good? not even dating?" my question is to defend Akrom.

"iya Ma'am, just yes style I really do not like.rada' arrogant tuh son and other students" replied Mr. Rian with an unhappy face.

"sorry sir, it seems like everyone has their own stance and way of life" now my tone is a little higher and sewot.

then I drank some iced tea and stopped my remaining half.

without greeting and waiting for my approval I immediately took the bag and walked towards the cashier to pay for my food and left the canteen.

from the end of the classroom hall, I saw Akrom turning towards me, but he suddenly turned around and went in the other direction.

"chrome!" call me but he doesn't care.

then turn into the hallway of another class and disappear after I chase him.

'ah must have cooked this kid' I murmured a deep breath.

when I got home from school, I quickly put forward your bike and headed to the crossroad, hoping to meet Akrom there.

if he gets on the bike, it must be through there, and if he gets on the bus he must be waiting for him there too.

I stopped my bike, and I looked left-right and searched, there was no Akrom figure there.

after I made sure he wasn't there, I decided to go home.

"Assalamualaikum" my greeting goes to the house.

"wa'alaikumsalam mbak" answered ridho who was watching television with a uniform still complete on his body.

"why pout me?" ask ridho astonished.

"dizziness dho" I replied as I threw my body on the sova next to my sister's body.

"why? what about Acroma, Rian?" goda.

"both decks" I answered flatly with my eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

"wah cool emang, can-can be related to two school prima donna" seloroh ridho while laughing.

"ck. You're a dizzy deck" and I rubbed my face rough.

"why the hell mbak? can't you talk to Rian yet?" ridho's eyes glanced at me.

"yes that's the deck" and then I told you everything I experienced this afternoon was bagged to Ridho.

"hemmm.trus why is it unclear to Acrome?"

"obviously how? just wanted to see him avoid going home from school also did not meet" resigned me.

"akrom the hell that mbak, there's nothing rarely said, try if he says for sure I tell you what really happened mbak" ridho gave me understanding.

"trus mbak how else dho?" manya.

"hemmm" that's the only answer to Ridho. then he pulled the phone out of his pants pocket.

"i've sent Akrom's contact to whastapp mbak, talk to myself" he said afterwards.

then I grabbed my phone and saw a message from Ridho containing Akrom's contact.

"you'll call, you'll rest first" I got up from the chair.

"oh yeah, mommy's dad where's the deck? how lonely?" I asked ridho.

"again to the house of Auntie mbak, want no celebration he said"

"Oh, the slack pantesan" as I set foot toward my room.

then I took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom, finished the bath and I changed clothes to relax at home.

I put my body in bed, then I took my phone. I opened the message from Ridho and clicked on Akrom's contact.

-cintya

Assalamualaikum says.

- acromic

Wa'alaikumsalam.

-cintya

Acrome?

- acromic

yeah, who is this?

-cintya

It's Cintya chrome.

then there was no reply, I saw he was online and then a minute later he offline.

'seems like he's really angry' I'm resigned and have been limp thinking about this problem. I decided to put the phone next to my pillow.

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