LOVED MY TEACHER
The Part 33
During the trip home Mr. Arman was very upset just because of Mas Doni, he was jealous again.I just keep quiet, let him be angry, at least later well alone.
"Sir Arman is jealous...? I tilted my head to look at his face that was seriously driving.
"Awas blocking the espionage." he said. Without looking at me. Huh, if you are angry so anxious yourself, it is difficult to persuade him. I smiled in jail, I pulled out her fur.
"Ihh sick..! understand it not..! someone else is driving too!!" His face was flat as if it were not expressionless.
"Yes dech sorry "I was wrong, I no longer say the same Mas Doni!. I want to devote my attention to my handsome but gourmet Master" hehe.
"Start, ngledek...! I'm down, same you" what Mas Doni is, so I feel like I'm not being taken." he's getting serious.
"Yeah.." I'm sorry..! my answer. He fell silent, arriving at my house there was nothing we talked about. I got off the car near the house. Thank you, sir." Next time, if you're not sincere, don't drive me. He looked at me in shock.
"Not come by first sir..? ask me a stale base.
"No need, his face was still flat, I kissed the back of his hand and saw him drive his car up from the end of the alley.
"Assynoltokos.."
"Goddessalam.."
I saw my family, gathered in the living room, ready for dinner apparently.
"So don't wait sir, Mom, Lastri's been eating.." I sat down next to Mbak Dwi and Mas Eko.
"Way - where to go Las..? Ask Mas Eko.
"To put Mas.." My answer.... Good no..? Eko asked again..
"Lumayan mas, suitable for teenagers like us" if for children, nothing interesting.
"Yes..! Suitable for dating people..!! replied Mbak Dwi cynically.
"Emangs.! invite dong Mbak, Mas Joko.." once the road, so the pace is not stak.I replied briefly but make Mbak Dwi more grunt.
"So, go out with your teacher.." You will cry blood at the very least.! Mama Dwi was angry.
"Heh, don't breathe dong mbak," the words are prayer, meaning if I'm the same Mr. Arman why" it's because of the prayer Mbak Dwi.I began to ignite.
"It's been, how come even on a storm anyway.." My father's advice, who was just silent listening to the chatter of his son.
"What he said your mother was right nduk.." you were a child, chase your mind first..! Son Arman is an adult, while you still do not understand what.." if you may give advice, think again nduk.
If you have given our advice all kicep no one said Father is firmly charismatic.
"Do you not want to...? accept Om Bambang nduk offer..? You seem to want me to join Om Bambang who lives in Bekasi.school there and help Aunt Sri. I just kept quiet and didn't answer my father's question.
It's 22, but I can't sleep at all. I opened the front door and sat in the saung, my mind was messed up, if I obeyed the words of the Father, I had to part with Mr. Arman.
I sighed in frustration staring at the bright and beautiful moon but my heart was dimming at this moment.
"Puk... someone patted me on the shoulder and broke my daydream, I turned to Mas Eko.
"Kok hasn't slept yet.."dek.!
"Yes, I can't sleep." Jawaku.Mas Eko himself why not sleep..?
"I'm a regular time..?? Sleeping past 11" hehe... Mas Eko chuckled.
"Why...? You still think of the advice of the Father earlier..? Ask Mas Eko. I'm nodding.
" According to Mas Eko gemana ..? Means back.
"If according to Mas, it's up to you to deck" who lives you." I can only pray my best for Adek..." If indeed you want to defend Mr. Arman..," Mas support kok.." the important thing is you can be responsible for yourself... But if you really want to Follow Om Bambang" is up to you" but my fidelity is not good yes, if you stay in Besikasi. Eko was not willing to part with me.
"Can't be the same Ma'am Dwi "in fact he's good really.." only the way of delivering aja that always put emotions first.
"Here you go, we go in.." The night wind is not good for health," you sleepyaa.." don't think that macem macem advice Mas Eko.
I went inside 'em, followed by Mas Eko. We entered our own rooms.
I opened the piggy bank that I had been saving for 2 years. The holy college payday money from Susi, I saved up 100 thousand dollars left over for payment in Junior High School and added to Mother's spending money. I don't want to accept it, but I always force it. No one knows about my savings. I counted the money turned out to be 3 million, and the dime coins there were 300 thousand. I'm happy not playing..To go to school means I don't have to bother people. Enter SMK Muhamadiyah approximately 3 million, already including the Almamater uniform, meaning I just buy a general uniform all is enough.
Tomorrow I'll take the form meaning I have to prepare a hundred thousand dollars.
If I can, I will apply for a scholarship. If I can't at least, I just have to find some monthly money and help Susi's mom.
Next day.
Tok.
Chequelek
Assalaama..
Waalaikummose..
"Oh, you've arrived..? I opened the door when Mr. Arman came.
"Where are..? kok deserted.! Ask Mr. Arman.
"Mother again to Pos yandu Pak" worried adek, while Mr. ,Mbak Dwi same Mas Eko right! workings.
"What do you want to drink..?
"Sadak Usah" we're leaving. The answer is still flat. means the snack is still on. I satin.
"Mr! Mr...! I am your Father" he answered.
"Oh yes I forgot..." Mas Arman who handsomenyaa.." not kelulungan, always in gandrungi beautiful girl.hehehe, I tease him.
"Lebay's.." He finally smiled.
"Come.." The afternoon rush, he pulled me onto his bike.
"I brought a motorcycle, let's be romantic, so we can get closer.
"That's another handsome smile..." Wuih make a valve - klepek. but unfortunately..If you have been craving aja nyabutin his fur one. slorohku.
"What do you think I'm a vegetable chicken..? unplugged bulnya.
"No! but the old rooster" it felt like hub. I shut my mouth. He looked at me sharply.
"Yes, I'm not as young as Doni! but make no mistake" the old man's fine is thicker.
Yes flirt without looking at me, it looks like he tidied his coat in the seat.
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