Mr. Ustadz I Love You

Gombalan Ara's

Rafan is still confused as to what to answer. She wanted to go to class but was embarrassed that Ara was there. I don't know if I did nothing, and no one knows about the wedding.

"Sir Robin." call Ara. The loud sound of Ara managed to make all eyes stare at Ara. Rafan was quite surprised by Ara's call.

"Why Ra ?"

"You try to close your eyes."

Everyone was shocked, and wondered what was up with Ara. But they wanted to watch first what Ara was going to do. So is Rafan.

"Why should I close my eyes ?" ask Robin.

"So you'll know the answer."

Robin did not protest much and obeyed Ara's words. He closed his eyes.

"It's Ra."

"Now open sir."

Robin opened his eyes.

"What do you see when you close your eyes ?" ask Ara.

"Dark" replied Robin.

"Well, that's my future if I'm not the same father. Gelg."

All were stunned by the words of Ara. Rafan was no less shocked and his heart felt pain.

The quiet class atmosphere,

"Cieeeee." Ulfa tried to break the silence.

"Cieeee." The class started to row and cheered Ara.

Robin just smiles at himself.

"Araa ! can you fight ya." Robin neutralizes his shame.

"You can do it." Ara blushed in embarrassment.

"Again, again." the cheers of the class.

"okay, everything I have is still fighting again. No, sir." Ara asked Robin for her approval.

"Please Ra."

Ara glanced at Rafan who was still staring at him. But he is indifferent, still annoyed with Mutia and vents to Rafan.

Robin then sits in his chair and invites Rafan to sit in the chair near his desk and Rafan agrees.

"Sir Robin." call Ara.

The whole class was seriously listening to what else Ara was going to say.

"Yes Ra."

"I prayed at dawn, sir, but I was sad."

"Why sad ?"

Rafan and the rest of the class frowned in surprise.

"Do you know why?." Robin shook his head.

"i was sad because I wasn't the father of the priest."

"Uhuyyyy, cieee, cieee." All cheering Sorai.

Robin smiled salting.

Only Rafan's face looked annoyed.

It could be that he is fighting another man.Inner Rafan.

"Okay enough guysss, we start again." Ara gave a silent gesture to her friends.

"Nif." now Ara Hanif's target was sitting in front of her. The class atmosphere is back to being conducive.

"Yes Ra."

"You know the difference between you and the ball."

Hanif was silent then shook his head.

"If the ball is chased to be kicked, but if you are chased continue to be loved."

"Wowwww, wihhh, cieee cieee !" class is rowdy again. Some even hit the table upset, waiting to be able to dig up Ara.

Rafan was getting annoyed, his face was already flushed red holding back the anger.

"Stoppp guys, okay stop." Robin spoke up to calm the commotion.

"My mother gave me your challenge."

"What challenge, sir ?"

"I give you this challenge if it works I will grant you your request" Robin said.

Ara felt challenged and immediately accepted Robin's challenge.

"Okay sir I accept, then what's the challenge."

"It's a tough challenge Ra you have to be extra hard-working and careful."

Ara, Rafan and the rest of the class are still curious.

"The challenge is that you should be able to make Mr. Ghifari smile or laugh with your chatter."

"Whataaa!!!" yells the whole class. Rafan was no less surprised himself who was used as a challenge.

"No way to."

"Mission Impossible."

"Impossible broo."

"Not to be accepted Ra, danger coy."

"the challenge was that the cake was punished with a pancake."

the entire class was still with the same murmur, impossible. It was so difficult that it was impossible to even make Rafan smile with just a flutter.

The man is like the Ice in formalin, the cold is durable.

Ara seemed to think hard then glanced at Rafan, and Rafan was looking at him, their gazes met.

"Okee I accept the gaffer's challenge."

Yes, Ara's answer managed to make everyone gobsmacked with Ara's courage.

"Please start Ra." Robin hinted to begin.

"Ehemm," Ara tried to master her nervousness while looking at Rafan then smiled.

Bahlah lose me, smiling he just can not stand me. Inner Rafan. He tightly clasped his fingers to ward off nervousness.

"Sir Rafan." Ara started off with a tone like the police were introgating.

Rfan hush.

"I want you to finish my theory first."

What!!! what kind of a fight is this.

Yes. It can be estimated that the thoughts of people in the class including Rafan.

"What theory ?" ask Rafan.

"Alphabetical couple theory."

"Alphabetical couple theory. does it exist ?" Rafan is curious.

"Yes there, it's me who makes it." Ara's face looks relaxed, different from her friends who are surrounded by fear and curiosity about Ara games.

"How to do."Rafan asked again.

"The way you just pair the first alphabet with the next alphabet in front. Example of A love B and so on. Later I correct the correct or wrong answer.if I say right means right if wrong yes wrong." explained Ara.

Wahh steady Ara brave as well sir Ghifari thought his friend

"Oh that's okay." Rafan. "Okay I started A love B."

"generally."

"C love D."

"generally."

"E love F."

"Yes."

"Not finished yet again."

"Okay, next eem," Rafan forgot.

"G love H. pakk!!" exclaimed the entire class helping Rafan. They are curious too.

Ara chuckled small.

"OK, thank you everyone. G love H." continued Rafan.

"Yes."

"I love J."

"No no, wrong sir." exclaimed Ara.

"I'm wrong." asked Rafan confusedly.

That's what salahh is,

the whole class was made more curious.

"Yes wrong, that's really I love you !"

Blusses.

Rafan's face was flushed perfectly.

Basirr. Aaa why salting me.

"Wahhh, woww yuhuuuu, cieee ! Cieeee !" sorai cheer reverberated again. The table sounds loud. They also baper with Ara's splinter.

Robin also gaping in disbelief with the fight Ara, plus see the expression of Rafan who shy cat.

Prok-prok. Robin's applause followed the class.

"Wahh your great Ra, look at Mr. Ghifari's face has turned red.

"A cieee mr. Ghifari salting.cie cieee." Hasyim Ara's.

"Cieee." The whole class teased Rafan.

"Everything is silent." Robin asked. "Ra continued, Mr. Ghifari was just his face red.he did not smile." he continued.

Robinn!!! enough, I can run my heart. It's not safe for him to be combined Ara. Pekik Rafan in the heart.

"To me there are still a lot of stocking stock" said Ara put on a face Arrogant.

"Okay Mr. Rafan you know the difference between the father and the number nine."

"No, it's what's the difference between me and nine."

"If the number nine is nine, that father is mine."

"Cieeeeeee.uhuy, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, cieeeee !

The mood was boisterous again.

Rafan slightly smiled at her smile.

Please heart, please cooperate, beat accordingly do not jump.

" Ciee will see Mr. Robin, Mr. Ghifari smiled." cried Hasyim did not want to lose.

the automotis everyone looked at Rafan who was nervous about being caught smiling.

"Wahhh Ara made it !" shouted Ulfa girly

"Yey Ara is great !" another shout.

"Great are you Ra." praise Robin with applause, followed by all the humans in Ara's class.

Ara got up from her seat giving a sign of gratitude bowing her body and hands in front of her chest, like after singing, then sitting again.

"Wahhh you can Ra I register to the museum to get an award."

"What award sir ?" ask Ara curiously.

"prestigious awards can make a snowman next to me to smile with your fist."

"Ah, father could have." Ara's turn to blush in shame.

Applause is still for Ara.

"For dong Ra's fight." pinta Hashim.

"Yes again dong ra. again, again, again." shouted the whole class.

"Okay guys Ara please continue the fight, but you guys don't make a fuss, just a little scream ya." Robin instructed.

"Siappp sir!!!" replied in unison.

"Come on Ra's spiel." Pinta Hasyim was impatient.

"Yes patient," Ara took a breath. "Sir Rafan, I'm not tired" asked Ara.

whole class spirit listening.

"Capek why?" Rafan scrunched his forehead.

"Capek's running around in my mind."

Ara's answer gave the rest of the storm class another chance, although not as hard as before.

Trust me, Rafan's face is red because of shame.

"One more sir." continued Ara. "Father want to not play Upin Ipin with me, father so Upin I become Ipin."

"Why is that so." Rafan is getting nervous.

"Because if I become Ipin, I can really really love my father" said Ara with a special accent Ipin.

"Wuih crazy ! sadist Ara brooo !" Hashim was the strongest of his voices.

The class is back boisterous.

Rafan is certainly no longer alive, his heart has jumped irregularly.

Sialll, I'm baperrr.

"Everything, don't make any noise. Hashim don't be so strong." exclaimed Robin.

"Sorry sir." said Hashim.

"OK Ara is done, when we end our meeting today. You're not as strong as your fombalan." Robin chuckles.

"One more, sir." pinta Ara.

Okay one more thing, after that we go home. I'll fold the prize twice" Robin said.

"Wahh really sir." Ara's face was very happy.

Robin nodded.

"One more guysss, okay." exclaimed Ara.

"Okeee sis tug semongkoooooo." again Hasyim's screams dominate.

"To calm down, another Mr. Ghifari." Ara blinked her eyes at Rafan.

"Do you know the difference between a jasmine ?"

"No!!!!" even the entire class answered. They already know that Rafan doesn't know the difference.

Rafan himself shook his head slowly.

"It's different if the jasmine flower is Jasmine, if the father is JUST MINE" said Ara emphasized the word to Just mine.

Blusshs.

Rafan's face increasingly looks like a boiled crab almost charred.

Yes, know the class is out of control again noisily.

After they finished they decided to end the class session today.

They were busy recalling the death fist that Ara had said earlier, maybe even someone recorded it. As a provision for combing their partners may🤭.

Ara returned to the dorm with Ulfa. His heart was also maih deg-degan with his dreadlocks earlier. I don't know why the conversation he directed at Rafan was sincere iq give.

Rafan has also returned to his place. He could also feel the sincerity of Ara's words for him. The smile no longer sank on Rafan's lips. He still remembered Ara's flutter that made his heart jump.

Aissaah, Araaaaa!!!. no kiss ntar kamuuu!!!.

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