Love Santri And School Teacher

Visiting the Acrome House (2)

"it's finished that Akrom nduk. You pray first huh? bring me no?" maftukhah asked while pointing at Akrom who was going down the stairs of his house.

"take Mom, I'll go first?" pamit Cintya's.

"krom, show your room Ms. Cintya let me pray duhur first while waiting for my father to come home" ordered Bu maftukhah.

"ayo Bu" asked Akrom who just came down from the stairs back up again.

Cintya nodded then stepped her feet following Akrom towards her room.

"sholat here first, huh? prayer mat I put on the back of the study chair" said Akrom opened his room.

"wudhu in the toilet? the door that ends there" continued acrom pointing to the toilet door at the end of his room.

"there is no chrome mushola? how in your room do you pray?" ask her before entering the room.

"there is mbak, just rarely used a bit dirty so" replied Akrom relaxed.

Cintya who heard that answer only gawked in surprise mixed with shock.

Acrom who realized Cintya's astonishment just smiled then explained the meaning of the answer just now.

"indeed rarely in use mbak mbak mbak musholanya. father and mother often worship at the mosque, if both forced to stay at home in their room" said Akrom smiling.

Cintya only grimaced, because of her astonishment at Akrom's knowledge.

"jas has not entered. I stayed down first huh?"

"yes krom. thank you?" Cintya.

"okay mbak" replied Akrom passed leaving Cintya who was about to enter her room to perform her prayers.

Cintya went into the room Akrom that looks neat. seen bookshelves that contain reading books and books arranged neatly and regularly. There are guitars hanging on the side walls of posters of favorite rock bands on most men.

"rap**this is a child arranging his room?" batin Cintya was amazed by the arrangement of the room of the boy who was so neat. in contrast to his sister's room that made him not feel at home in it.

Cintya then walked to the toilet at the end of the room, immediately opened the toilet door and went into it to take ablution. afterwards she looked for the prayer mat that Akrom said was on the back of the desk chair study.

When he was about to reach the prayer mat.the corner of his eye caught a white box on it that read "For the Angel Who Found this,".he was silent for a moment to guess what the meaning of the writing was.

Cintya pulled back the chair and then she sat on it facing the white box.at grabbed the paper on it. when lifted it turned out that the paper was a long paper folded. underneath it was another piece of writing.

"From.this is for you.

Put your bag in and take it home.

Pair this with all the piles of books in your bag.

Just open it in your room.

Don't look at the others before you open them.

this is right for you, Cindy. Angelo"

Cintya was shocked to finish reading the writing.His heart flowered to receive a gift that did not know what it contained, but the attention and the way the gift was given had its own meaning.

Without opening the contents, Cintya immediately put the white box into her bag. then immediately perform her prayers.which she felt this time prayer feels so delicious, maybe her heart is flowering.

"sorry Mom, Cintya lama in the room Akrom" said cintya approached Bu maftukhah who was sitting in the family room chair in the form of a joglo.

"iya nduk, Ndak nothing. This knows his father Akrom nduk" pointed Bu maftukhah to a man who is approximately 40 years old.

Cintya turned her head in shock unaware of the whereabouts of others in that place.

"uh, sorry sir I don't know if there is a father. I'm Cintya sir" said Cintya awkwardly grabbed the man's hand and kissed his hand.

"Ndak nothing nduk. take it easy. I'm Mr. Mahfud his father Akrom" he replied kindly.

"oh so this is after all the teacher who made my son fall in love" seduced Mr. Mahfud by glancing at Akrom who had been sitting quietly in the corner.

Cintya and Akrom instantly blushed the red of her face, resisting the smile of hearing the temptation from Mr. Mahfud.

"what the hell is it? what kind of acrome fruit is the heart? can everything fall?" reply Acrom hid his embarrassment.

"yep chrome, the end of the mother's children who are so cute with girls really do not know-tau already have a joint with aja?" continued Maftukhah maftukhah who is now also following their temptations.

"already Ma'am already.pity that they are already severe tengsin" prevent Mr. Mahfud stop the temptation to Akrom and Cintya.

"yasudah.ayok eat first, it was Cintya Lo yah who cooked" said Bu maftukhah smiling towards Cintya.

"is she Mom?" ask Mahfud spirit sir.

"iya wait for father is still a long time ago he helped mother cook"

The four of them finally walked to the dining room where on the table was available food neatly arranged.

"let's sit here, Ndak not be shy, practice if later stay here" invited Bu maftukhah.

"what the hell is Mom? marriage is not yet. anyhow acrom also still want to go to college first" protest Akrom over the speech of his mother.

"even if you went to college, it's wrong for you to say that? mother's speech is Lo krom prayer" replied his mother with a smile and flashing eyes towards Cintya.

Indeed, two young people in the room were being subjected to the temptation that was so resigned by Akrom's parents.

"follow me, but this is not eating? from earlier on our temptation continues?" akrom said trying to divert the conversation.

"let's just say you want to switch the chrome topic" ledek Bu maftukhah again.

"lagian mother anyway, Bu Cintya became hungry right" said Akrom throwing an excuse towards Cintya.

"duh is worried that this father's son is the same teacher" instead of subsiding.now Mr. Mahfud who followed tempting Akrom again.

"yaiya is well. his name is also a favorite teacher, is it not nduk?" continued Bu maftukhah menoel Cintya's arm that had been silent since just now to hide her shame.

"already dong Bu, pity to know the children of people in sedain continue, later do not want to come here again how?" gerutu Akrom tried to stop his mother's attack which had greatly killed the fleas.

"uh right? really Bu Akrom's favorite teacher well, up to the doorstep" replied Maftukhah turned to Mr. Mahfud who had since listened to their conversation with a light laugh.

"in any case, if your teacher's mom loves you, you'd want to be brought here again. yes?" now turn his head towards Akrom with a seductive look.

"follow your mother who wants to say what Monggo is too" said Akrom Pasrah.

In contrast to Cintya who was just silent was not able to answer or divorce their debate, because her face was very red with the endless temptation of the old man acrom.