Master Teacher I Love You

Chapter 12

The days we spent never changed, and he always improved me when I fell asleep in his study, yeah sometimes I do that when I need him to help me with the novel, knowing this is the first job he gave me.

“Nih.drink”.

I was shocked when he touched the cold hearted drink to my face,

huh... It feels like my throat is wet again, “eh!”. Why did he suddenly draw his face to my face, I reflexively blinked and seemed to wait for what he did to me,

“cup”.

It was just a short, gentle kiss that he did.

“Send you third class again huh?”.

Ask her to me, and then give her a silver ring so pretty she said she didn't want to give me a gold ring because it would be heavy for me, I know what that means.

Then he put the silver ring on my ring finger. Real beautiful.

I still saw the ring that was idah patterned and then he came back to kiss me gently, until I dissolved in the kiss.

Third grade started, and the novel we created was completely finished, so now there is no burden for us to always be together and not think about anything else.

and yet... Just two months ago I was in third grade, we had to deal with improving grades, but I was free with that, but another task awaited me, you sadistic teacher.

My grumpy, just had my mind drifting along with her.

Suddenly my mother and brother could only laugh and he, yes, the teacher who petrified me to do this task also laughed.

“Bapak what are you doing?”.

Ask me when I see her busy looking at Lebaran like a report.

“Oh... This university in this village is almost so, do you want to enter this university?”.

He said, but I only answered as improbable, because whether I was able to take such a high education with the state of our family as it is today.

Then he said that this will not cost for those who have achievements in academia or non-academics, and the rest is geratis.

Then I wonder how rich this man is, so that it can make our village have such complete educational facilities more than other cities?

“then I must be more active in learning?”. Ask me and he just nods his head and stays focused on what he sees, I know my brother also went to college through a performance jalaur and he studied in a city not far from this village, so he can go home every day, even if he goes home, even if he goes home, going requires at least 5 hours of travel, or even once to go or go home for 2 hours.

It was not coupled with the state of the motor owned by the late father who broke down in the middle of the road.

But I never heard he was ashamed of this situation, I can imagine if in his position, I mean, a girl goes to college on a butut motorcycle, there must be people who look at her with a slanted look, I'm also sure he'll shy away from the man he loves or vice versa who loves him.

Because I've never seen him bring a man into this house.

But that's how my brother won't lose to this situation.