Master Teacher I Love You

Chapter 8

“Home...!”.

He said to me, I was relieved to hear that, but there is something uncomfortable in the heart, it feels something stuck, but...

Uh! already, I don't think it's important to know the feeling that holds this up.

Then he took out something in his bag, an example of a novel he made and did not sell in the real sense, he said this was just for his personal reading.

Then I took the book and read it with a glance, and closed it again.

He still sipped the warm tea, did he rarely drink tea?

Or can he make tea?

But it's impossible if he can't make tea.

Yet... Seeing that he enjoyed my tea so much, I was pretty sure he rarely drank tea.

My day off should also be spent with her near me, seeing me who is doing the work that she gives, I am quite uncomfortable when I see people when I am focused on doing something.

and yet...

Rasa...?

No I'm not sure this is a feeling in my heart, but what if this is the real feeling I ask God to get this feeling removed from me.

Ah... At last this is all over, I can also be a little grand

however, why is he still here anyway, where else has brother gone to the hospital to visit mother, I'm afraid what people talk to our family later.

Yet... “I'm not sure but I hope this is really the feeling in my heart”.

My small voice, as I approached her sleeping self, that innocent face that was sleeping was pleasing to the eye.

Is it wrong to love someone older than me, isn't he better suited to my older brother.

Huhhhhh... I then sat down on the face that I put down, the pressure began I guess right, I hope my love just claps one hand, I hope so.

When it showed the afternoon, I had to wake him, at first I had trouble waking him, maybe he was the type of person who was difficult to wake up while sleeping.

With an effort that was not inferior to him, I also managed to wake him up.

“Owaaaahhh”. He was not ashamed to yawn in front of me, I knew his breath was fragrant, but with a hundred teachers he held on his shoulders...?

is this not embarrassing?

Long enough he was pensive before his brain returned to work properly after falling asleep, quite rude sentence that I said, but that's the reality, and worse, again, why do I love people as bad as he is, I mean not in his physique, but yes.

Then he prepares to go home.

“what I said earlier was not a joke, it was because I was embarrassed when there was your brother”.

Saying with a smile to me, like in a lightning strike I was fixated without being able to say anything.

Then he came home, and I was still silent in the middle of the door, and my eyes saw him slowly moving away.

“Eh..!”

I only realized when the car he was driving had rang, I was happy to wave my hand at him, and his reply was with a wave as well.

“Ah..” does my love this fast mean me? my love story, I'm sure most people don't have anything in common with my love story.

“Well god I'm so happy”. I said as I closed the door to my house.