My Beautiful Teacher
Eps 89 Because of the hot chocolate
" Bishim.. Protect me god, I know Dion's a good man. There was no way he would hurt a weak woman like me, "inner Sitha grasping tightly the cell phone that was in both of his hands
" Bishim.. " Sitha steadied her heart and then knocked on the door slowly
Tok !
Tok !
" Get in, "dion's voice sounded from the direction in making Sitha who heard his reflex bite her own lips
The girl finally pushed the door slowly by bowing her face
...Hearing the door of the room that opened, Dion took his eyes off his laptop screen. Although his body is not so fit but the work he can not just leave...
...She stared at a girl wearing a nightgown and a long headscarf that almost covered part of her body ...
...Dion was a little surprised because only this time he saw Sitha using a hijab along and wide that. usually the girl only uses a standard-sized hijab...
...Especially at night, usually she will use her instant hijab which is only limited to the shoulder...
" em's.. Sitha, may I ask for help" said Dion as Sitha stood in the doorway.
" Begging for help, "sitha replied, venturing to her gaze at Dion who was sitting on her bed leaning against a laptop
" Please make me some hot chocolate" Dion said
" Yes, " answered Sitha as she turned around
" If you want to, make us two glasses . " Add Dion before Sitha stepped out towards the kitchen
" Yes, "bluff Sitha then was about to step her legs but again Dion called her to make her have to turn her body again
" Sita, "
" Yes, "
" Give me some snacks too.. "
" Alright.. is there anything else you need ? " sitha asked to confirm, a soft voice as if it could not be separated from the beautiful girl
" It doesn't seem. " Dion answered back with his busyness
...Sitha finally came back down the stairs to make her husband's order...
...He decided to make two glasses of hot chocolate for his and also Dion ...
...But when he was preparing a snack and waiting for the water he cooked to boil suddenly Sitha like smelling a burning object...
...He then looked for where the burning smell came from until finally his back felt warm and he realized that the hijab he was wearing had been exposed to the fire from the stove he lit...
...Sitha immediately panicked and tried to extinguish the small fire at the end of her hijab by shaking her...
...But instead of her extinguished instead the fire looks widened eroding her hijab to make Sitha scream quite loudly...
...Dion who was going down the stairs as he was about to pick up something left behind at the bottom instantly accelerated his pace when he heard a quite rowdy voice and scream from the direction of the kitchen where his wife was...
...Arriving in the kitchen he also saw Sitha who was panicking flicking her hijab whose tip had been burned by the growing fire...
" Sita.. ! " dion said no less panicked seeing the situation
...Dion turned to check and asked Sitha's condition so that he had not had time to ask her the girl had run towards him and hugged his body so tightly...
...Makes Dion freeze for a moment...
" I'm afraid mas. hiks ! " sitha shrieked and there was a little sobbing there
..." Already, you don't have to be afraid. His fire was extinguished, " replied Dion returning Sitha's embrace and rubbed her back slowly to feel calm and better...
...The sweet, gentle scent of vanilla instantly burst into Dion's sense of smell as he hugged the girl...
...Sitha's long, pitch-black hair was clearly visible this time...
...Usually Dion can only see his wife's face because the girl always closes her hair even when she is in the house...
...But this time he can directly caress and rub that hair that feels soft with his hands ...
...When in the sense that the girl was calm enough, Dion released his embrace even though it could not be denied that being in the arms of the girl really felt comfortable...
..." Let me see if any part of your body is injured, " said Dion, capturing Sitha's face and looking at the dewy eyes...
...Sitha shook her head slowly...
" No, just a little sore here, "he said, then looked at his own palm which he used to turn off the blushing fire
...Dion looked at the reddened palm then turned to turn off the fire that was still burning on the stove...
" Come with me. " His words then pulled Sitha's hand towards the top
" Sit down, I'll treat your wound so that it doesn't blister" said Dion, releasing the girl's hand and opening the desk drawer in her room while ransacking her contents
" Here, let me see. "the two of them sat on the sofa in Dion's bright corner
" Let me just treat her, "sitha said pulling her hand from Dion's hand but the man held her back with a sharp eye
^^^Making Sitha not dare to look into those eyes and choose to obey whatever her husband said^^
" You are it ! why don't you just take off your hijab and throw it. It would be very dangerous if it continued in such flutters. The fire will grow bigger and burn your body, " said Dion furiously but tucked deep worry into his speech
...Sitha just silently heard her husband's words without daring to answer them...
...His hot palms slowly turned cold as Dion rubbed his ointment slowly...
..." It will soon improve, "dion said after smearing all the wounds on Sitha's hands, not least the small wounds did not go unnoticed...
" I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you to go to the kitchen just now" said Dion
" No mas, I must apologize for being less careful" Sitha said feeling unwell because of this incident. He feels so careless
" Yes, you should be even more careful when you're in the kitchen with a big hijab like that. "
" Hijab ! my hijab "sitha then panicked when she realized she was currently without a hijab in front of Dion
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