My Favorite You's

Silently get Love

"So come with Cit?" Abu approached Citra on his bench.

"So dong." The image closed the book then hurriedly stuffed it in the bag. "Izin Papi first." he took HP and called Papi asking permission to hunt for good photos with Abu. His best friend is still his hobby of photography. The image that has been raised so bestie forever is often invited to hunt for good photos.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Pi's. Jena's coming home late huh, want to go with Abu."

"Vaalaikumsalam. Don't come home tonight, Nduk."

"Ready, Papi." The image closes the phone, "Aman."

Abu gave his thumbs up, "Fine."

"But remember yes, my pay is not cheap."

"Iyeee aaah's. Take it easy, I'm ready to put everything in the bag." Said Abu patting not his backpack.

"Good." Citra. They left the class together.

"Pakes." Abu handed his borrowed helmet to his friend Citra.

"Weight is the helems. Don't do it. There are no police either." Reject Image returning the helmet to Abu.

"Well there's a cop or not, the asphalt stays hard, Ma'am." Said Abu wearing a helmet on Citra.

"Ck, heavy. Change the helmet. Let me borrow the same--"

"Woe!"

The image and Abu arguing over the matter of the helems turned their heads. In the parking lot there is Agus who also wants to take his motorcycle.

"Where are you going?" Shouted Agus.

"Hunting photos. Wanna come?" Take Citra.

"Take Lisna but yeah?"

Image glanced at Abu, "Where?"

Abu nodded, "May."

"OKAY. You're the phone." Said Citra, up on the motor.

"We're waiting near the stop." Said Abu to Agus who was trying to call Lisna. The guy's giving his thumb.

"Buy drink first." The image patted Abu on the shoulder as the motor drove away from school.

"Pop Ice in front of its many variants."

"Staying in the heart is just taro."

The two were cool to tell stories along the way without realizing the existence of Mr. Arif who was buying putu cake on the side of the road. The men clearly recognized the two students.

Abu stopped his motor at the ice pop seller's place along with it an incoming call at HP Citra. Mr. Arif's name is on there.

"Sir Arif why a phone?" His murmur was clearly heard by Abu. The guy peeked at HP Citra.

"Kangen kali."

"So, what the fuck." Image swiping green icons,

"Assalamu'alaikum, sir."

"Waalaikumsalam. Where you going?"

"Huh?" The image looks left right, did Mr Arif see it?

"Where are you going?" Ask Mr. Arif again.

"Why?" Abu asked silently at Citra.

The image shook not knowing, "The same path as Abu, sir. What's up, sir? Want to nitip something?"

"Where's the road?"

"Go where the cake is." The image is getting upset. As he remembered, Mr. Arif is not this sepo usually, "Why sir? I've got permission to do the same Papi."

"My name hasn't."

"Well, what? My father is nobody. School hours are over, too." Citra said it did not understand why he had to get Mr. Arif's permission. Yes Mr. Arif did ask him for permission but I-A-H is that.

No response from Mr. Arif.

The image sees the screen hpnya, still connected, "Sir?" Call her.

Mr. Arif did not answer but a sigh was heard there before then he closed the phone after saying his greeting.

"Why the hell? Strangely this is father one." The image stared at his phone screen with a frown.

"What's up?" Ask Abu curious.

The image shook, "I don't know. Not obviously too bad." He put his phone back in the bag, "Yep, order the ice."

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"Cit, man,"

"Hm?"

"That's Mr. Arif, right?"

The image of seeing ahead where Mr. Arif was standing in front of the fence of his house.

"Why father?" Ask Agus.

The image shook his head, "From the house of kalik."

"Null?"

"Don't be crazy." The image hit Agus' shoulder irritated. Horrified if he really lamar? Be present. Don't get. Mr. Arif also still has a healthy brain not to marry his own student, right?

"Assalamu'alaikum, sir." Sapa Agus when stopping his motorbike in front of Citra's house.

"Getishalight." Reply Mr. Arif. He did not say hello to Citra who stood beside Agus' motorbike.

"Father of ru-"

"Father come in first, Gus. Be careful with the motor." Cut Mr. Arif not let Citra talk.

"Ah yes, Sir. " Augus greeted Mr. Arif with courtesy.

Mr. Arif left them without glancing at Citra at all. A cold-treated image like this could only be dumbfounded.

"You're marahan?"

The image snapped, "No." The answer is not sure.

"Kirain. Home at home live chat, tanyain."

"So, like a date."

"No, really?"

The image looked at Agus lazily, "Where to go out, the road was a motorcade like a bridal car" he said remembering the incident back from the park yesterday. Model like Mr Arif dating? Citra trusts cats more in laying eggs than Pak Arif dating.

"Mad Jen Ngarep huh?" Goda Agus meroel-noel shoulder Citra but the action was stopped by someone's reprimand.

"Go home, Gus. Maghrib is late." Mr. Arif appeared in front of the fence wearing a koko shirt and a sarong.

Agus turned his head and nodded reverently, "Yes, sir." He then turned to Citra, "I turned back, Cit, horrified by the jealous fathers." whispered and then stopped his motorbike leaving Citra did not forget to honk when passing by Mr. Arif.

The image of Mr. Arif thinking will reprimand him as usual like telling him to come in or lecture him one or two verses but it is not. Mr. Arif did not even look at him anymore, directly walking towards the mosque.

"That's Mr. Arif sariawan what sawan ya?" The Citra Monologist looked at his teacher's back.

The image entered the house with no enthusiasm. There was something bad in his heart when Mr. Arif was cold to him.

"Assalamu'alaikum." His words were not excited.

"Vaalaikumsalam. What about that, Nduk? Having fun?" Ask Papi who is ready to go to the mosque.

The image nodded, "Happy, Pi."

"It's nice that his face is so moody? Limes."

The image shook his head, "It's okay, Pi. Alul's not coming to the mushola, pih?" Her sister was not usually no complicated afternoon like this. Is nanyain sajadah, his songkok, until anti-maling sandals also usually make a sesorean splash. Preparation for worship that makes the patience of a brother tested.

"Udah first with his friends."

The image nodded, "Oh. Yaudah, Jena go to the room, Pih."

"Yes. Shower the trus do not forget to pray."

"Ready, Papi."

Image in the room. He immediately threw his body on the bed while daydreaming, laughing about why Mr. Arif behaved like that to him.

"Am I wrong to say that?" Ask yourself. If previously Citra had hoped not to deal with Mr. Arif, now he even felt uncomfortable when the teacher did not rebuke him. Not even to say hello to him.

The image sighed, "Tau ah. Dizziness!" he got up from the bed. While going to the bathroom, a message from Abu came in. There was a screenshot of her and a red circle on the heart mark followed by a message from Abu.

Rubbing ash🤡

Can love from Pak Arif 🥳

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This loh that can Love, just consider her image again does not use Hijab yes 😅