Mr. Tentaraku

Mr. Tentaraku
Chapter 29



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Arriving home I parked my favorite white motorcycle in the garage, put a helmet from my head put it in the rearview mirror. I walked into the room changing into school clothes in casual clothes.


I lay my body on the bed, took the cell phone and sent a message to Andi.


Via chatan


I


Elder brother


Ten minutes later Andi replied to my message.


Andi


Yes, my dear love


I


Lebay


Andi


It is true that you are my love, my love my bohate


I


Thas yes


Andi


Yes dong, it is certified.


I


Bye me ring, bye me ring


Andi


Let's see the ring finger of your right hand, that's proof of my seriousness.


I


Yes, baby, good meatballs


Andi


Meatballs, yesterday I ate meatballs


I


Wow who is that


Andi


That's a shame with my High School friend yesterday he ngajak brother, yasudah brother go deh


I


Oh, girl or boy


Andi


Chick


“This means what yes, why bang Andi go with other girls. Why he doesn't approve of me, he doesn't consider me yes”


I


Oh, yummy dong.


My reply. I didn't expect Andi to go with another woman and I didn't know.


Andi


Delicious dong


Sending a photo there Andi and a girl with a close enough angle.


I


This means what


Andi


Did you just ask brother, brother went with whom, yes it was brother went with him.


I


Ja


I threw the phone on the bed.


“What do I mean my chest sih” feels swelled to see photos of Andi's intimacy with a woman. “Why it's like this now, why doesn't he respect me as his fiancee” don't feel my tears falling.


My cry broke out considering that my past that was left behind because of infidelity was about to happen again.


“Yes Allah why this is my love story, when I have put my whole heart but even like this I feel. I think bang Andi is a different man, he's not the same rich Roni who only loves me half his heart and half his heart to hurt me” I curled my body. I fell asleep with my overthinking thoughts.


Andi didn't call me at all. He continued his work.


**


Two hours later I woke up from my slumber “haaaa” raised both hands “what I dreamt earlier yes, yes, bang Andi walk with another woman” I took a mobile phone look at the contents of chat with Andi I want to make sure if I really - really dream or all this harsh reality that is happening to me.


“Yes Allah is really” my tears fell back. “I think it's all just my nightmares”


Via chatan


I


I thought you were a different man I met, you already wiped the wound in my heart but now you made the wound back. If that's what you want tomorrow, I'll meet my parents to restore their bond. They tied me up well - well, so I had to return them well - well anyway.


My mind is now completely branched, I want to immediately return the ring attached to my ring finger. I was thinking about what it would be like to keep a man who not only gives love to me but also gives love to other women.


Andi did not reply to me at all, whether she wanted to forget me immediately or if she was busy with her work. I don't know, obviously he's already managed to make the wound in my heart come back.


“Aaaaa” screamed loudly but I covered it with a pillow. “So bad for my chest, oh God why all this happened again to me”


All day I stayed in my room, my tears unstoppable. I can't bear this pain.


**


“Honey, breakfast first” mama told me breakfast she had prepared.


“Gak ma, later on” I replied limp.


“You've been from last night not eating, it's not hungry you”


“Gak ma, usual sister diet” answered me looking for a reason. I walked to the garage to pick up the motor and turn it on and slowly plugging the gas.


SKIPS


I got to school, I parked the motorbike in the parking lot of the school yard, opened the helmet and put it in the rear view. I walked to the main office not far from the parking lot, my footsteps felt very heavy. Today I was right \- right not spirit, but the obligation to teach still I have to do whatever my circumstances. I did a finger print and walked back to my office.



Today it's my job to be a picket teacher. I was in charge of welcoming the arrival of the \-student in front of the gate. All the students and students who arrive shake hands with all the picket members on duty today.


Fifteen minutes later, the clock bell rang. Krrriiiiiiing.


Ten minutes later I closed the gate, but if there were students and schoolgirls coming they would open it themselves but they would receive punishment for being late.


Sinta and I went around the classroom to control each classroom, making sure all the teachers came in.


“You guys who the teacher is now” my question is to see a class IX A that no teacher.


“Indonesian bu” answer some students.


“Who is the name of his teacher” askaku again.


“Bu Hafizah bu” replied the class president.


“Oh for a moment yes mom check first” I open the phone check the presence of bu Hafizah in the school grub. I entered the class to replace bu Hafizah “Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh”


“Wa...alaikum salam... warahmatullahi... wabarakatuh” replied all students and students.


“Today bu Hafizah is unable to attend so the mother who will replace her today” my picket task today is to replace the mother of Hafizah who is not in attendance. “OK before we learn if anyone wants to ask first” ask as an opening lesson.


“Bu name whose mother” asked one of the students.


“How about we introduce first” replied me.


“By bu” answer they are compact.


“Good mother's name Kanza Auliya, no more”


“Status bu” shouted one of the students.


“Uuu” cheer some schoolgirls.


“Already, no fuss already. Status mom is still single”


“But ma'am, it's a ring on the ring finger of mother” asked the other student.


I smiled hearing questions from them “iya.. mother is already engaged, so it is still arguably single because she is not married. If you are married, you can not say single again. Understand ya” I explained to them with my status.


“Bu I want to tanya” exclaimed another student.


“Iya why, want to be asked what”


“Mother why it's so pretty” her question tried to tease me.


Again \- again I smile with their dime questions. Right now I can already forget a little bit of my gala feelings thanks to them.


“Thank you for the praise” I replied gently, it's up the question or there's another”


“No bu” exciting they compact.


“If there is no, then now it is your turn yes one - one to the front”


“Good bu” answer them full compactness.


“Who used to be this who advanced”


“I bu” replied a handsome student who is super PD. He walked to the front of the class with his charm and stoutness. “Include my name Sultan, I am the most handsome guy in this class”


“Uuu” cheers other students and schoolgirls.


“Already - no fuss yes, later disrupt the next class” I calm them.


“PD so great Sultan” whispered schoolgirl to his next friend.


“Lanjutin Sultan, your hobby what mind - your mind what”.


“Hobi I play football, mind - mind I want to be a pilot so I can fly with you” he said in style. Then he sat back on his bench.


“Thank you Sultan for opening our event. Next who” asku again.


“Reni bu” replied one of the students.


“Sultan”'s girlfriend other schoolgirls.


Reni walks forward with a shy \-ashamed yet she shows her courage in front of the sultan.


“OK please Reni, introduce her name, hobbies and thoughts - mind you”


“Good ma'am, hello friends - friends my name is Renistiara Putri can be called Reni” he said in the style of a centil.


“But can be called dear also” exclaimed his compatriot.


“Honey from sultan” replied his friend Sultan.


“Ah you guys, still a child also already love - love, later nangis” I give a warning to them not to know love first.


“So ma'am, this man is a soul mate - my soul mate with Sultan” Reni defended himself.


“Padahal Reni bu who likes the same Sultan love dead bu” exclaimed his compatriot again.


“OK Reni please sit back” my word. Reni sat back on her stool. “Listen yes children - children mother of all, you are still in school mother recommends not to know love first, because love is not always beautiful later you will also feel the bitterness”


“Listen that y'all” exclaimed Sultan.


“Iya later there will be a time for you to know love yes now first school, study diligently. Kasian your parents are tired - tired of working for money for you to school, well you are in school just for dating. Remember yes order mom”


“Good bu” answer they are compact.


It doesn't feel like two hours of lessons have been completed. The lesson change bell has rung. I got out of class and headed to the office.


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