My Favorite You's

Saturday Afternoon

Saturday afternoon is the day of freedom every person who holds a school child including Citra who has prepared several dracin titles that will accompany him to spend the weekend. After helping Mama wash her clothes, she glanced for a moment in front of the TV while enjoying a bowl of ice cream bribe from Mr. Arif. Like the message of Mr. Arif, Alul also got rations but only half a bowl because Citra was sedoyan it with ice cream.

"Mbak Jen, accompany Mama yuk to Arisan?" Mama appears with a plenary look. If the Papi sees it will surely fall in love for the umpteenth time.

"Magar, Mom. Weekend at home." He refused the mother's invitation. Anyway if Arisan must be long, have not eaten it, the gossip, the photos what else, beuuuh lazy bangat not heh.

"Not good. Mama's friends brought a lot of children, you mageran gini."

"Take Alul, Ma. Doyan eat him." Said Citra suggested that the recent leak is getting closer with Mr. Arif was upgrading his association so that the same game is the same age not the same father-father.

"Where would you like to attend this kayak event. Yaudah, Mama go first. Don't forget to have dinner for Papi and your sister."

Citra saluted, "Each commander." he greeted his mother and continued watching the show. The image of sitting like a person who has never been difficult in his life. Complete all her happiness this afternoon, there is TV, there is ice cream, no errands for Monday-YESSS!!!

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ms. Jen."

The image rolled his eyes lazily. He forgot this one, Alul could be a problem if not tamed immediately.

"Mbak Jen, there's Mas Arif."

"HUH?" The image hurriedly woke up fixing his sitting position. He should not be seen grusuk grasak in front of Mr. Arif. Must have a classy character so that if Mr. Arif wants to compare himself with Bu Wardah the results are not surprising. "Where?" tanya quickly searched for the figure in their home. His face immediately did not feel good to see his brother's ignorant gaze.

"In his house."

Damn, got prank. "Rghhhhhhh!" The image held him upset. True, Alul if you have relapsed like to make stomach acid, uric acid, blood sugar, tension rise drastically all. "Just ask for pocket money with Ma'am."

Alul said, "There's Mas Arif." He said lightly as if Mr. Arif was his doraemon bag that could be asked for anything.

"But, Ma'am report with Papi."

Alul looked at his brother as if, "Why the hell, Mr. Arif did not mind juxtaposition." threatened to anger his father if he was found out often dijajanan Pak Arif. How Mr. Arif would not be royal if all the info about Mbaknya free access.

"Cannot. Mr. Arif has no family relationship with us. Wanna?"

"Said Mr. Arif, the neighbor is our closest family" said Alul innocently.

The image shakes frustration. Somewhat else this is his sister, "Au ah, just can not. The family that you can make money is only Papi, Mama and Mbak, Mr. Arif does not count." lazy it feels to have to explain at length not necessarily also SD children understand the concept of family that is meant by Mr. Arif.

"So Mr. Arif lied?"

The image is sorted by his temple, "Pak Arif does not lie but the point is not that. Family in the sense of neighbors who will help us first if there is nothing. Understand no? If you do not understand again ask Mr. Arif who is clear. The family you can ask for the money that he lives in the house."

Alul sat next to his mother to snatch the bowl of ice cream on the lap of the brother, "Yes, Mbak Jen married Mr. Arif so we become a family, live at home." he said innocently with eyes sparkling with hope.

"YES, THAT'S NOT THE CONCEPT OF ADEEEEEE!!! HIIIH GEMEEES!" The image decays on the couch, "suck talking to a kid."

"Alul is not a child." The SD boy protest. Memelet image.

"The little boy. " The god is becoming.

Alul who never likes to be called a little child immediately glazed over, "ALUL IS NOT A LITTLE BOY JENAAAA!!! "

The image laughs with satisfaction. Soon his sister would cry, and it was the height of his victory. "Children of keciiiil, reyuluuuh."

"AAAAAAA JEEEEN!" Alul crying means his winning image. Before Alul takes the TV remote and throws it at him he rushes to escape out of the house.

"Kabuuuour."

"JEEEEN!!! " Alul ran after him carrying a TV remote in his hand. Tom and Jerry are watching together.

"AAANAK KEC - AWWWWW." The image of falling sitting down because it hit someone's body, behind him Alul who was crying now laughs to see his brother.

"Rasain weeeek."

The image paled, holding his forehead.

"Let me see!" The main suspect who was none other than Mr. Arif was sitting squatting in front of him checking his forehead.

"Don't help, Mas. Jen's mom is naughty." Alul.

The image rubbed his forehead, "Sakiiiit." His sister whines spoiled.

Yeeee, that's the one who scolded the door.

The adult male approached to see more clearly the image's forehead, "Try to see."

The image distancing his hand shows the forehead that had somehow hit the mana part of Mr. Arif until it hurt like this. Her chest was hard, gilaak. The image quietly probed the stature of his teacher. Who would have guessed behind the uniform wrapped his khakinya Pak Arif hid his sturdy sandarable chest. Sluurppp.

"It's okay, Jen." Mr. Arif blew his forehead The real image left no trace of bruising. "Lul, help Jen" he told Alul, who has since been transformed into a wax statue.

"No. Jen's mom had to apologize first and say that Alul wasn't a kid. " Remember Alul demanding justice for his pride as a real man.

"Citra Jenayaa-" reprimanded Mr. Arif to see Citra who even memelet to his sister.

"Peach Mr. Arif Rahmaaaan" Reply Citra with his cobbled face. Note yes, he is still in crab mode because of the unclear photo.

"The grown-up who's caving in, Lul." Said Mr. Arif turned to Alul who immediately gave a wide grin. He immediately helped Citra stand up while the image of his eyes almost came out of his petals did not accept the words of Mr. Arif.

"What did Jen say?" Tempta Alul was satisfied to see her brother's tangled face.

"Thank you." Citra said ketus then turned inside the house leaving the two Allies.

"What do you want to do?" He asked when he realized that Mr. Arif had entered the house.

"Take your chemistry book!"

The image turned quickly, "Make WHAT?!" Not relaxed at all. Don't tell me at home he has to keep a record. What his fate.

"Learn.Yesterday you missed one important material."

"Who told me not to go in."

"That's the rule for any undisciplined student with three repeated mistakes." Obviously Mr. Arif is relaxed. Among them was Alul who was not at all concerned with the debate between the teacher and the student.

"I forgot to take notes too because of you." Keukeh Citra's.

Mr. Arif sits on the TV room couch next to Alul. "What is his relationship with me?"

"In the evening I thought of what you said to me, forgetting the school tool."

"Thinking why? Less clear of my words?"

The image of the waistline, "Saking obviously I got goosebumps sir, can not sleep. Deg degan keeps his luggage. My face is also hot, sir." It was too vivid to describe the night she fell in love with.

Mr. Arif smiled faintly, looking at Citra with his clear eyes, "Is that so?"

"Yes. Trus this--" The image composes the image, "WHAT IS THIS?" showing his phone screen showing a photo on Pak Arif's instagram, "You showing off?"

Mr. Arif scratched his temple, "I'll erase it later."

"NOW!"

"I don't have a HP."

"Not knowing, just now."

Mr. Arif hands up, "Okay. Besides that, especially so that this Jen Ma'am can be sweet again talking about it?"

The image lowered his hand, holding his expression to keep it looking ferocious even though his face was already aching holding a smile. "If it's wrong what should you say? You are a teacher, you should know dong more" he said lowering the volume of his voice.

Mr. Arif nodded, The man of medium stature stood in front of Citra and said softly, "Mbak Jen, please, Mas Arif apologized for making Mbak Jen difficult to sleep because it thought of me and because it made Mbak Jen jealous." sweet smile did not forget to end the sentence.

The image turned the face in the other direction, "Jaudah." Mumbled wailing. His face could no longer resist smiling.

"That's dong. Smile, Ma'am Jennya Mas Arif."

"SISTER IIIIIIIH!!!! "

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