LOVED MY TEACHER

The Part 18

Arriving at the usual cafeteria I just order sweet tea, another with my three friends he always ordered heavy food.

We were laughing - laughter jokes Widodo always makes us laugh.We saw Arshi ma'am fiancee Pak Arman headed to the Junior High School office whether there is any need I do not know..

Yanti elbowed me, coding supa I saw it.but I bodo time doesn't care it's none of my business.

Before long Mr. Arman and Bu Arshi out walking in a hurry..Mr. Arman looked at me, he gave his best smile I turned my face though how, there is a sense of unwillingness in my heart to see it goes the same Arshi ma'am.

Though if you think - think I'm selfish, know that Mr. Arman is engaged. Actually I want to throw away this taste, but I'm a human being who has feelings , the meeting that I could not avoid made this feeling even more fertile..

Afternoon came in the afternoon, I asked Mr. Arman a bit away from school, because during my illness, I always went home with Mr. Arman.

I usually go home at 5 pm because I join the beak, but this time there is no bebel so at 2 I have gone home..

I signed Mr. Arman already 3 hours 😕😕😕 but there is no sign - sign Mr. Arman pick up, Huh if I was walking home already up to 2 hours ago..

I went back to school very quiet, I ventured to find Mr. Armam in SMK, I just remembered that this morning, Mr. Arman was like there was an event here, maybe the show was not finished.

"Forced me to go to the office maybe he was still there I thought, because in other places it was very quiet, until in front of the office I heard sayup men and women were talking..

Coincidentally the office door is not in the lock tok tok

I knocked three times not in the open, I opened the office door which only opened a little..

I saw the shocking sight of Ms. Arshi hugging Mr. Arman from behind, hub, I silenced my own mouth my sacred eyes were stained, I retreated by accident the seat behind me fell...Gubraakese..Mr. Arman and Ms. Arshi turned towards me..

I turned back and ran as hard as I could, the loud sound of my shoes echoing, because the situation was indeed very quiet..

My chest felt tight but trying not to cry in front of me saw the gardener still cleaning the grass..

"Excuse me sir," the gardener turned to me, "have you not come home yet, the gardener stands his way towards me? ask the gardener.

"Yes sir.

" Weh ayu - ayu kok muleh dewe wes wanci magrib later in culik cang wewe loh.hehe.

"Mother can be me.

"Hemm .dehem's voice turned out that Mr. Arman was already standing behind me, he pulled my hand tightly, led me to the parking lot so tight my hands until reddened..

I shook his hand, Mr. Arman twisted my body, I just lowered my head, holding back my tears..

"Sorry," he said..

"Sorry for what,? my many.

"It's not like everything you see,"

I sighed , turned towards the fence, my right hand I stretched out on the fence..

"It's okay, sir, the relationship between lovers of such scenes is common, it's not a taboo for adults like Mr. Arman.

"Just if you want to do it like that - do it in a place that pripasy sir..

I soon passed leaving Mr. Arman, he.just dumb-ass like a toothless cow..

Mr. Arman is after me.

In building a relationship, compatibility with each other is important.not only that the relationship needs to be cared for, because love alone is not enough to maintain a relationship..

Mr. Arman led me, to the bike, he drove the bike but not to go home,

"Where are you sir we should go home soon magrib, I said.

"Please be calm near the mosque," we will pray there he said.

"Later you'll find me, sir" but that's just my excuse, because I'm tired of arguing with him..

"Mother won't tell you because she knows you went with me.Huh if you knew your behavior sir My mother wouldn't let me go with you.

"Your mother always believed in me, but why is it so hard to trust me?

I don't want to be able to cope with what else we are on the bike that we have to scream - yell..

Kira - about 10 minutes we have arrived it turns out he took me to the park,

I was sitting in a long chair next to Mr. Arman, he was sitting next to me we just kept quiet, even though this place was beautiful, it was no longer interesting to me, all I wanted to do was go home and spill my tears that I had been holding back..

Although my bed was a flat and flat bed, which was not worth to wear, but its kenya can bring good dreams..

Mr. Arman got off the chair and squatted down in front of me, Ar I'm sorry..

I looked into her glassy eyes, like a lot of sadness, wanting to feel like I was crying but again I had to tell her, I was standing on her back, she was standing on my side..

"Anged for what sir, when I have been angry, is not the father who is always angry - angry, even sometimes I am confused as to why..I have always understood, but long - long I was tired.pak.hiks hyks..

"Sir Arman should be able to distinguish between the relationship between the student and the teacher, or the father's lover, so far Mr. Arman has a problem with his fiancee right," but I have always made you an outlet for the anger of the hyx..

My tears I can no longer hold.

"Before I knew my father, I was free to hang out with anyone with the Doni mas with Mr. Irfan and many more, indeed I am not an adult sir but I can take care to become an adult I do not have to wait for my age 25 years..

"I know the limits to be friends because my father always taught me since childhood with the norms of Religion and you need to know, I am not Arshi's mom who used to hug here and there..I am also not a hypocrite I am an ordinary man who has lust, but God willing I will take care of him..

Mr. Arman was just silent whatever he thought , tomorrow no need to pick me up, I can go home alone..

"And one more thing you should never see me before the matter of father and mother Arshi is finished.Excuse me and be merciful to all..

I left no longer hearing screams

mr. Arman called me.

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Hii Readher buna nulis this is indeed real, I write this part while leaving 😭😭😭

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