Miss Beautiful Teacher I Love You

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Farelle

Farel was in BK's room. As promised beautiful teacher who always becomes interesting material for him when meeting. And for a few days he was less excited. The subtle rejection presented by Marsya yesterday, made his mind a little disturbed. How about my future? That is what always bothers him.

Flass back

Today for some reason fitting in Marsya lessons he was less eager to follow. Instead of sleeping he was good at playing games, taking a cellphone in the bag, opening the screen. But while cool to play mobile Marsya know what he is doing.

"Guild ... The rails!" Ragil.

"Hmmm..."

"Rel! from earlier Miss Marsya mourned you, mending save that phone than later hit by confiscation." Ragil tried to remind.

"Whispering. I'm lazy again,"

"Gue just ngingetin. But Rel? Ragil paused for a moment saying "Marsya Bu really wants to walk here, mending you save it! streak Rail!" Ragil looks panicked. Because Marsya had already walked towards their seat.

"FAREL WIRATAMA'S. What are you doing?" Marsya was upset to see Farel, because from earlier he called but was not heard. Even all the students in the room were shocked to hear the loud voice of Marsya, usually the beautiful teacher whose full name Marsya Maharani never spoke this loud.

Farel only caught a glimpse of it and continued to play a black-colored flat object in his hand. He seemed to be unconcerned with Marsya's screams, even as if Marsya was nowhere near him.

In a rough way Marsya snatched a mobile phone in the hands of Farel.

"My phone is confiscated!" take, and step forward again to the front of the class.

"Your mother?"

"You know, right? rules when studying in my hours? ataaauuu....?? need I mention again, any rules that we ever agree on when meeting at the beginning of the semester?"

Farel did not dare to answer, actually his intention was only to attract the attention of Marsya. Because it has been a few days Marsya like not wanting to say hello and rather silence it.

"And meet me in BK's room at recess."

"Okay, pretty teacher." Farel stepped foot towards the classroom door, as it also coincided with the sound of the break bell.

But his name is Farel, will not run out of sense. Before actually stepping out of the classroom he still had time to tease Marsya, and as usual the teacher was always upset with her behavior.

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 The BK

"Lake in!" one sentence Marsya took out of his mouth, and he knew who had already knocked on the door.

But some of the teachers who were in the BK room were shocked to see Farel. What's wrong with her? He had entered the room twice. Usually never. Farel is an excellent student at this school. He had never dealt with a BK teacher for bad behavior. Is there any more trouble? Various kinds of questions on the minds of teachers who have known Farel for a long time.

"Farel! what business are you here for! already twice in this semester, you enter the room BK. Is there a problem?" ask one of the teachers to Farel.

"I have the same business as Miss Marsya Ma'am!" he answered while looking at Marsya.

"Yes Mom!"

"okay." Called the BK teacher named Sari. Patting his shoulder and saying "Don't look for Farel's problem, you're already twelfth grade. And soon will be the final test."

"Yes ma'am" she replied with a smile.

While Marsya, pay attention to the interaction between Farel and the mother sari. For a moment he thought whether Farel was just acting annoyingly? I don't know!

Marsya approached Farel, and looked sharply at him. Farel did not dare to look at Marsya. Not that he's scared, but he doesn't want to make Marsya even more upset with him.

"What's your excuse?" Marsya began to question what was in her mind.

"What reason?"

Marsya saw riled up, the beautiful woman rubbed her face while penetrating rough breathing.

"Why did you play on my study phone?" snapped it.

"I'm upset Mom!"

"I'm sorry?" Marsya knitted her brows, confused?

"Yes!"

"Who's the guy?"

Farel looked at Marsya's face. Round eyes with black irises and thick eyebrows, and tiny thin lips. Hmhm. Ish... What am I thinking? Farel began to fantasize about what he was seeing now. Shaking his head, and making Marsya frown which looked confused.

"Aw.. sick ma'am!" upset Farel. Marsya had already hit her head with the printed book that she had indeed held from earlier.

"Java."

"I'm upset because my mom always avoids me." Answer sarcasm.

"You mean?" marsya asked confusedly.

"Well... I'm afraid why do you always avoid me? Is it wrong for a student to like his teacher?" honestly speaking. It's better to be honest, right?

"You?" Marsya's voice had already gone up an octave. "Do you know what you're saying? you know, no! our differences? I am your teacher! it is not proper for a disciple to speak like that to his teacher." Marsya's voice had softened, because he did not want anyone to hear what Farel had just revealed.

"There's nothing wrong, ma'am! I love even falling in love, this feeling just comes. Was wrong?" farel.

Marsya. His face was riled up, Farel's honesty made him think what if anyone heard? will it be removed? and if you go out, what about college? What about his parents? Ah. no-no this must not happen. His mind is already haunted by strange events.

"Hows it? mommy accepted my love?" Farel disperse Marsya's reverie.

"You're crazy! You do realize, with our differences?"

"Yes..take it like that! I'm crazy about mom." she replied reassuringly that Marsya would accept it. Actually he had no intention of talking like that, but given the imminent betting restrictions made him have to act fast at least. Might?