Love Santri And School Teacher

By Afternoon

The wheel still rotates with twilight before the sky. chasing the evening is not too dark on the road.

"like ducks?" ask Akrom when he arrived at the stall line area in that place.

"by chrome" Cintya replied.

After arriving at the stall selling fried ducks, Akrom stopped his motorbike and brdua immediately went down to finish the delayed lunch.

Then they rushed home after you finished eating. "you went straight to the boarding school or to the Chrome workshop?" ask Cintya after passing from the feeding temoat.

"i got off in front of your alley to mbak, I took the bus to the boarding school" Akrom replied.

"no, if that's what you go to the pesantren aja I deliver. anyway the way to the house is also rame right?" cintya protest.

"no need to mbak, you kekeauhhan later return.when yes girls walk alone afternoon-afternoon gv iini?" reject Akrom who also does not want to leave Cintya alone.

"no, I want to take you to the boarding school, at least this may be the last time I take you there when you are still a santri there" Pintya pinta.

"but mbak, right far away?" still with Akrom's refusal not to repot a woman he took out half today.

"again why the hell Krom? all day long I've been telling you lo" Cintya's worried about Akrom.

Finally Akrom haya can submit to comply with Cintya's request this time. The speed of the motorbike he directed towards his boarding school, not towards the Cintya house as originally planned.

"are you seriously okay with me coming here? not going to the house?" ask Akrom again to convince Cintya.

"yes Krom, what a pussy?" growled Cintya who is still complicated to comply with her request.

"is it here, right? do not deket front gate, not tasty same security" Pinta Akrom.

"yes it's okay" replied Cintya with a smile because her request this time in participated by Akrom.

"don't you pray maghrib first? I want this time" asked Akrom while looking at the watch on his left hand.

"can anyone outside the prayer lodge in the mosque?" ask Cintya.

"yes, can time not pray in the mosque?" answer Acrom.

"i've been to the mosque first Krom" Cintya alternately sat in her motorcycle seat after Akrom went down.

"yes, thank you so much for today?" their sincere smiles clashed with each other.

"well, I went in first. Assalamualaikum." pamit Akrom was about to walk towards the dormitory neighborhood of the son who had become his second home.

"iya Krom, Waalaikumsalam" Cintya replied and then passed along with his motorcycle to enter the mosque and park it in the front parking lot of the mosque.

There have been many santri both sons and daughters, some are relaxed, some are negligent or in the middle of a conversation between fellow students.

Cintya immediately went to the ablution place to queue, because Akrom had given her year that the prayer time was near for many students who come to eat will be more crowded and the length of the queue.

Sure enough, after the time of Maghrib arrived, suddenly the mosque was crowded by the santri, and there was still a separation for the son and daughter. Cintya felt very comfortable with the crowd praying together this time, this time,

After praying and praying with almost all the santri had disbanded, then Cintyapun also disbanded after finishing his face. while walking towards the parking lot he saw Akrom who had just come out of the mosque with a friend who would return to his class to start a routine of studying religion.

"hey" spontaneously greeted Cintya to a gloved man who was passing by her.

"eh, I first mbak" replied the man who was shocked at the greeting, because he always lowered his head when meeting the opposite sex.

"yes" Cintya smiles realizing that she is in a boarding school environment.

Then Cintya immediately stood ready to go home.

While there, Akrom became the moons of Dimas with the question, "who is Krom?"

"school teacher" Akrom replied briefly.

"kok call mbak? why not ma'am?" ask Dimas again who is still penassran.

Akrom just silently refused to answer.

"oh that's the teacher you told me about the other day?" guess which Dimas still goes unanswered by Akrom.

"yes, I am very lucky, so I do not want people to know, no one bothers him" Akrom replied confirming.

"Well, where am I bothering my own friend?" dimas Protest.

"not you, but you know what I mean" Akrom said.

"oh, I get your point. being bullied because of you" guessed Dimas again.

"yes, you should also help me not to tell anyone" Akrom said.

"yess.it's not a hard thing" Dimas agreed.

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Days change and time becomes a routine for the two men to meet.

"Krom, from now on learn more diligently huh? next week's the exam?" cintya said when she met Akrom in the school parking lot.

"well, ma'am, are you waiting for the exam?" ask Bali Akrom.

"yes Krom, but in another school" Cintya replied.

"oh, if so you go the same home I jemout and interracial" pinta Akrom.

"huh, remember? concentrate on the exam" reject Cinntya.

"already, no one knows at school" forced Akrom.

"hemmm, it's up to you deh Krom" resigned Cintya obey Akrom's wishes.

"okay, starting Monday I will pick you up at home" Akrom said about to finish their conversation.

"tumben you brought this bike?" ask Cintya who does not want to end their conversation.

"is my vespaku not still in the buk shop?"

"oh yeah, haven't finished yet?" ask Cintya again.

"i have, I just haven't taken it yet" Akrom replied.

"want we take it? I'm anterin" haggled Cintya.

"don't you bother later?" ask Akrom back.

"nothing" Cintya replied.

"i'll tell you later ma'am, I go to class first" said Akrom about to leave.

"yes Krom, this is also the doorbell"

"yes ma'am, Assalamualaiikum" said Akrom.

"waalaikumsalam" replied Cintya who simultaneously went to her place respectively.

The lesson time was meticulous, where all three-time students were very serious about facing the national exam which will be held in a matter of days,

"later I wait in front of the school" type Akrom in his phone will he send the message to Cintya.

"okay boss" replied Cintya who not long after Akrom sent it.

After class until noon, as promised by both of them. Akrom was rightly waiting for Cintya in front of her school to both take the Akrom vespa in the workshop.

"yuk" said Cintya who stopped her bike next to Akrom.

"at my house first, huh? send my new bike to the workshop" pinta Akrom approval from Cintya.

"okay Krom" he replied and the two walked hand in hand on each other's bikes.