LOVED MY TEACHER
Part 12's
The night is getting late both men are busy with their thoughts, not realizing that they love the same person.
"Gue's been there a wish later I know dech" Dimas carved a smile.
"Who,? your job tenen?" ask Arman.
"Not yet, I will know you."
"Did you shoot him?: asked Arman.
"I've only met once." Answer Dimas.
"Baah hahaha" this time replace Arman who is softened. "What is the difference with me? still mengingan I've been faint." Armam poked his lips.
"I'm gonna shoot him when he graduates" Arman said.
"Well, elo, the hunt will be taken by people" said Dimas.
"Let's at least focus on the test first" continued Arman.
Adimas thought it was true what Arman said.
*****
This day care room is still full of joy, who else? if not Yanti, Resty, and Widodo.
"Lastrii. I'm sorry, we just got to come" they said. They put the fruit he brought on a small table.
"Not anything else, anyways you guys are in trouble." Pastri replied.
"How come you guys are home anyway?" ask Lastri, because today is still not eleven. Usually, at two o'clock comes out.
"Yes, come home quickly, the teacher has a meeting." Reply Widodo.
"Oh" Lastri just ber oh ria, he thought it means later Mr. Arman can come, because it's been two nights, Mr. Arman has not visited, maybe he was angry. Lastri wants to apologize, with her prank with Doni.
"Sir Arman came in?" ask Lastri later.
"Come in, why, miss?" ask Widodo. Because this one guy is most smelly.
"Wiih, something's missing."
Resty who from earlier was just silently commenting.
"Hahaha.yeah" Yanti and Widodo chuckled. Don't fuck you! it'll be slander" said Lastri.
"Betul Las, from yesterday Mr. Arman rich who bete it, while we know, Mr. Arman right, his people humorous"
"Continue.. from yesterday every ngajar Pak Arman looks stiff, not enthusiastic, which he sees your chair continues." they are the same about Mr. Arman.
Lastri smiled bitterly, does Mr. Arman really like it? if so, should a little girl and poor seem to be liked by an Arman who is mature, rich, and handsome. Not quite as level as him. But if not? why every Lastri close to Doni Pak Arman always angry.
"Well, how come you even bengong anyway, heart - heart later tambet spirit hospital tau!" yanti said. Who was peeling oranges for his best friend. Soon Yanti's head gets a toyoran reward by Resty.
"Iiihh, sick tau! The res!" Yanti grumbled.
"Be careful when you speak, your prayer words." Resty's Advice. His hospital was ngawur.
"Hehe sorry to make a cadaver." Yanti chuckles.
"I'm surprised by Mr. Arman's attitude, every time I talk to Mas Doni he's always angry." "Now it's been two nights, not a peck, but yesterday the numbers will take care of me." Lastri looked sad, confided in his three best friends.
"Well, well. Don't we? that's the truth, there is no need to doubt, Mr. Armam began to clamps with you" Widodo assured.
Yanti looked at her best friend unblinkingly. "That's so good that you're Las."
"meaning?" Lastri glanced at Yanti .
"If you hit a man like Mr Arman I also want to be hit, noticed, waited, even to fall in love again?" Yanti grumbling. Yanti's head in the toyor again by Widodo.
"This one mouth from earlier cannot be guarded" said Widodo. "Yes if your prayers are recorded by an angel. Yes, if you hit Mr. Arman, if the one who hit the gemana paijo?" hahaha Resty and Widodo laughed.
"You know, who try not to like the same Mr. Arman, but I'm happy anyway, the heart of Mr. Arman anchored to the heart of my best friend this one" Yanti smiled glancing at Lastri. the one in the lyrics was still busy with his own thoughts.
"Do you know Tantri?" ask Resty.
"Just know, but never talk" Pastri replied.
"It's no secret that he's stuck with Mr. Arman, he's pretty, too, but still looking forward to my best friend" hehe, Resty smiled at Lastri..
When experiencing a broken heart, it will feel fragile, all feelings of sadness, disappointment, heartache, will stack up into one, but we must be sincere, because we will experience life again for tomorrow, he said, when bad things happen, God has a plan, live steadfastly to be a strong soul.
*****
Pov Sulastri.
Today, the fourth day I was treated, according to the doctor, I was allowed to go home.
Since Mr. Arman was angry yesterday, he hasn't seen me.
If only I had a cell phone, maybe I could call him, and at least I know how.
Last night my father said he was going to pick me up today, my things were sorted out.
"Tomorrow we will go" he said.
"Morrow, I'll rent a car"
"No, sir, we'll take the bus" I said. "Hire a 100 rb pack, mending we take the bus only 10 rb" I replied.
"Yes, it's okay, you're sick again" he said.
"Nothing sir, that hurts my hands, my feet can still walk" comforted me.
Father nodded. "Yo wes sak karepmu nduk."
Eight o'clock in the morning.
No, no, no. The sound of the footplate sounded boisterous.
"Good morning." Greet doctor.
"Where's cantiik? is it better?" a doctor entered the room with the nurse, followed by Mr. Arman from behind.
"Something's still on the taste?" ask the doctor to approach me.
"The hand in the cast still likes to pulsate the dock."
"Oh, if it's a bit long deck, later a week control yes, you don't have much activity," the doctor said. "Maybe it can only be in a little movement so as not to stiff later." Doctor's advice.
"About how long the dock should not be active?" my many.
"Oh it can not be determined the time depends on the individual, but because you are young Insyaallah faster." replied the doctor, while repairing the equipment.
The sisters take off the infusion, after they are finished they leave.
"Excuse me deck, hopefully get well soon" he said. "Thank you doc." I answered.
I noticed that Mr. Arman just stood behind the doctor.
"Oh this, is her brother going to pick her up?" asked the doctor to glance at Mr. Arman, he just nodded with a smile..
I noticed Mr. Arman did not look at me at all, his face was grim.
"Sir Armam didn't teach today?" I began to ventured to ask breaking the stiff atmosphere.
"Izin wants to pick you up!" his face was flat still not looking at me.
"Don't bother sir, said my father, who would pick me up." I'm actually not comfortable bothering Mr. Aman.
"You think I'm that loaf" he looked at me and then threw his face away, he lifted my neat bag.
I just shook my head, followed his quick steps from behind, half-run I gnawed, chasing after him. He said no, but the evidence doesn't even matter. Don't know if I'm sick anymore, uch, you insensitive. People who again crave rich gini, must be in love chocolate so they can calm down a little. I grumbled to myself.
I walked away from Mr. Arman, even though I tried to align his steps, still I could not catch up, my body was sweating, because from my place in the hospital to the parking lot quite far. Every now and then I sweat my throat face dry. "huh!" I feel like crying.
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