Masked Girl

New Teacher?

"If I have one request, may I?"

"What?"

"I want to see you..."

Andini just smiled. He understood what Hans meant. "No.." Refuse it subtly with a very spoiled tone. He would definitely always refuse when there was someone who wanted him more including looking at his innocent body. There are some customers who are angry because of Andini's decision. It is okay to return the money rather than obey the will that has been limited Andini. But not to Hans. He never forced. Even a handsome face as level as Hans, it is very tempting Andini.

"Hmm, okay. I never meant it. Because you are special. Your body movements are tempting. Especially your beautiful voice....." Hans continued to throw a series of romantic sentences that made your room feel heated.

Andini put down her phone so that the camera could capture her entire body. They tease each other and talk romantically. The beautiful sounds are also mutually simple.

I don't know, usually Andini is just acting but this time he was really swept away with the softness of Hans' voice. It's like he can't control himself. The short dress was also worn by her own actions. Until they reach the top of nirvana together.

"Someday, you will be mine..." Said Hans who was now staring fixedly at the screen of his phone.

...***...

That morning, Andini breathed a sigh of relief because she did not need to rush into her school. There's still 15 minutes before the school bell rings.

Of course, because last night he slept well even briefly after playing alone accompanied by Hans.

He steps lightly towards the classroom but once again Clarissa blocks him.

"You what?" ask Andini because Clarissa didn't give him a way.

"My English PR!"

"Gue don't want to!!" andini answered hard enough then she tried to push Clarissa to give her a way.

"Lo dare now be with me!!"

"How dare you!!!" Clarissa swung her hand and prepared to slap Andini.

Andini just closed her eyes when she saw Clarissa's hand in a quick motion. It was only for a moment that nothing had managed to touch his face that he reopened his eyes.

There was a firm hand holding Clarissa's hand.

"So, look at your attitude at school. Don't be violent!" He took off Clarissa's rough hand.

"Whose father?" ask Clarissa who has never seen her. A person who looks neat like a teacher, with hair drizzle and glasses.

"I'm a teacher here" he said as he passed.

Andini looked at him for a moment. He was no stranger to that voice. But rather than lingering over that thought, it was better for Andini to take advantage of the opportunity to get into the classroom.

Clarissa asked her two friends about a teacher she had never seen. "Sa, is he the new teacher here?"

"I think so."

"fast. Come on, come in!! We'll do the same calculation again with Andini."

Andini immediately sat on her stool. She stared as Clarissa and her two friends entered the classroom. Again he got a murderous look from Clarissa.

A few moments later, the bell rang. All the disciples were already sitting on their respective benches when the joint do'a began.

After the prayer was over there was a teacher who entered the Andini class. A teacher who is foreign to class XII-IPA3. Yes, as described earlier wearing the teacher's uniform neatly, hair drizzle and with his glasses. He smiled at the entire student.

"Good morning everyone...."