Love Santri And School Teacher

Home Own Acromes

“ya end I wonder mbak” replied Ridho while grimacing.

“ya they are fine, Akrom parents even support. But I'm sorry for Akrom.” Say Cintya while looking down.

“thank you why mbak?” Tanya Ridho enthusiastically.

“just talked to his parents. Direct acrom sort of given a big responsibility by his parents to take care of mbak, and intinyakitin mbak in any form” said Cintya with tears that slightly condense in her eye fertilizers.

“if for that later mbak will know. But not from Ridho, there is a reason mbak” said Ridho patted Cintya's wrist slowly.

“you mean?” Cintya asked astonished by Ridho's sentence.

“Yes the point is that it has something to do with the past of the Akrom family. But Ridho has no right to tell anyone. Later mbak will know himself” said Ridho.

“and for sure, they will love mbak Tya very big” continued Ridho calm the heart of Cintya.

Cintya who got such narration from Ridho where she is a friend of Akrom became overwhelmed with very disturbing questions. “what is with the family Akrom?” Gumamya in the heart.

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The next day at school, as usual, Cintya had lunch at the school. And there he found Akrom sitting alone enjoying a bowl of fruit ice.

“you don't eat chrome? Just this doag?” greet Cintya while coming to the table Akrom brought a plate of mixed rice.

“eh. No ma'am. Still a bit full” replied Akrom a little surprised.

“you it's actually Soin me ‘Flower Spelled Master Front Class or Jasmine Pujaan Hati’ deh krom?” Tanya Cintya teases Akrom.

The acrome that got the question was smiling sweetly but misbehaving.

“yeee queried even smiles doing” protests Cintya.

“so what a beautiful deh mbak. Eh sorry. Bu” replied Akrom was wrong.

“cie misbehaved until wrong maggilnya” Cintya still continue her flirtation to Akrom.

“already received and opened all means?” ask Akrom.

“already dong” replied Cintya Happy.

“like?”

“so like, even if I could wear those shoes I already wear today krom” said Cintya smiled.

“ngawur, thought guru gaul later, even so many like to be added rivals deh akunya” replied Akrom dressing seductively.

“ngapain rival? Want as much as possible, keep the name of the acrom that I'm looking for to keep mom” said Cintya Pelan.

“halah gombalin brondong's story?” ledek Acrome.

“wah rese’ yes you? Think I'm aunty brondong” lovers grumbled Cintya.

“hehe, not enggak ma'am, that's all ngambek”

“tau ah, you are not the same Ridho krom?” Ask Cintya looking around the canteen.

“not, the Ridho again to the library” replied Acrom briefly.

“oh.then you go home from school where you are going?” Ask Cintya.

“ke cottage anyway mom. Want to prepare for the same exam EnduSanah”

“oh, I'll go to your own house, right?” Cintya asked in a very slow voice.

“hah? Why?” Ask Akrom in shock.

“ya is okay. Just play. Can ya?” pinta Cintya with a contrived face is welding.

“hem. Yes, it can be. Is it up to people to visit banned time?” answer Akrom resigned.

“nah is dong. That's his name filial disciple on guru” Cintya smiled triumphantly.

“iya but a minute. I asked my mother first, busy not later” said Akrom pulled out his phone and called his mother's number.

- Acrom-

‘Assalamalaikm bu’

- motherly

‘waalaikumsalam son, what's tumben still a school phone mom?’

- Acrom-

- Mother

‘don't kid, why? Want to play again with the beautiful teacher?’

- Acrom-

‘ah this mother what the hell?he's the one who wants to go there Akrom wants to go to the cabin ma'am. Many activities’

- Mother

‘iya no chrome, send here aja nemenin mom chrome.’

- Acrom-

‘yasalah if so Akrom sayin, Akrom close first yes ma'am? Still at this school. Assalamualaikum”

- Mother

‘Iya son, diligent school. Waalaikumsalam”

“ibu did not bother, just there she said” said Akrom member knew Cintya.

“OK ready boss, carry out” replied Cintya excitedly.

Cintya glanced at the watch in her hand making sure there were still a few minutes to finish her meal before the bell finished its break.

Then the two of them separated at the kanti to return to their respective classrooms to continue the lesson when the bell was finished the break rang.

When finished the lesson and the bell rang, Cintya eager to get ready to go to the house of Akrom.

“hasty rush bu?” reprimanded Amel when passing in front of the teacher's room.

“eh bu Amel, hehe yes bum au no need” said Cintya misbehaved.

“need what need nih?” goda bu Amel rolled his next eye.

“how was yesterday mom? No success?” continued Amel flirting.

“Alhamdulillah great success mom, this I want to go there again even” reply Cintya.

“Alhamdulillah, but I saw Akrom already first bu?” said Amel.

“iya ma'am, I am alone in my impression” replied Cintya mantab.

“waaah cool, I pray for success and lasting deh bu” said bu Amel spirit.

“Aaaaaamiin, thanks mom. I go first huh? Assalamualaikum” pampit Cintya.

“waalaikumsalam, be careful bu” replied bu Amel waving his hand.

While without them knowing, there are a pair of eyes and ears listening to their conversation with a hot heart. There was jealousy emanating from the look of the listener. It was Rian. Who in his heart really still really wanted Cintya, even though it was very openly rejected.

Cintya drove the bike relaxed but definitely towards the house of Akrom. But he realized that someone was kneeling him from behind. When Cintya stopped in front of a luxury house, Mr. Rian stopped a bit far behind so that Cintya did not know.

It was only after Cintya entered when the gate of the house was opened and closed by a park manager, Mr. Rian drove his motorbike slowly observing the large house from outside the fence and then rushed away.

“Terimakaish many sir, his mother there sir?” Ask Cintya to Mr. Dilan a park manager who opened the fence for her.

“sama-sama mom. Sampean bu the same teacher yesterday mas Akrom right? Mom's in the mom. Please” said Mr. Dilan.

“good sir, once lai thank you” said Cintya stepped her feet towards the living room of the house.

“Assalamualaiku bu” hail Cintya knocking door calling who is inside the house.

“waalaikumsalam, please enter nduk” welcome Bu Maftukhah hugged his guest and kissed his right and left cheeks.

“thank goodness you came, new mom made a cake a little bit” said maftukhah bu after taking off her embrace.

“so Cintya here ngrepotin mom dong? Until make all cakes?” cintya.

“ya is not. I'm even happy that you're here, mommy so there's a friend talking. Come in nduk sit behind yuk?” take maftukhah to the kitchen to continue the precession to make a cake that he stopped for a moment.

“wah sweet aroma bu?” praise Cindy when she arrives in the kitchen.

“iya dong, this is a typical east java cake. His name is Prol Tape. So yes the basic material of cassava tape ndu” show maftukhah bu to a bucket containing cassava tape that is already smooth.

“Cintya in ajarin dong bu?” pinta Cinya who is not too awkward anymore with her mother Akrom.

“iya nduk for sure, you wear the apron first so that your uniform is not dirty” Maftukhah bu order directly executed by Cintya.

Once ready, then Cintya explained step by step making the cake as well as directly practice with maftukhah until finished as a cake. Prol Tape.