My girlfriend's my Class Brother

episode 27 (nadin in lamar?)

    When the car was parked in front of the restaurant parking lot, Yesi and I entered the restaurant together. I held onto Yesi's soft hand. Until the employee escorted us to the table that was already on the reservation.

    A waiter handed me a menu list, I frowned confusedly. All contained Italian, I finally gave up. And told Jesse to choose his menu.

     After the waiter left, I let go of the surrounding. The power in this restaurant is being celebrated with the existence of instrumental music groups on stage. While there is one of the tables occupied by a couple whose husband and wife are half a century old but still look romantic it is filled by a bouquet of white roses and one more bouquet of roses reds.

     "Yesa, what's the show, anyway?" ask Yesi full of search.

    Yesi follows the direction of my eye view.

"Oh, that? maybe they're celebrating their wedding anniversary. Let's see, Yesi. In the third hour hand" Isaiah answered.

     Yesi followed the direction said by me, seen from there a waiter pushing a table containing a birthday cake with the numbers not yet exhausted, a couple celebrating a happy moment stood up from their seat.

    Today is our happy day. We celebrated our 23rd wedding day.

You can enjoy the restaurant menu here as much as you guys, I will pay for everything.

   After saying that, a roar of applause echoed from all corners of the restaurant for the couple.

I applauded enthusiastically and smiled happily.

   Ed Sheren - Prefect's song begins. I and Yesi enjoyed the food while occasionally looking at each other and smiling at each other.

   "Later we'll be like that, won't we, Yesa?" asked Yesi smiling.

   "Listening to that, I immediately smiled and nodded. Even more romantic than that" Isaiah said, wiping the back of Jesse's hand. But it didn't last long.

   "Yesa, you remember, right? Eating is not talking!" isaiah rebuked his beloved.

   The smile on my lips is now replaced by a sneer at Yesi.

"Ish, Yesi is the destroyer of romantic moments!" isaiah said, inserting a steak and chewing it with annoyance, while Jesi laughed at my behavior.

   Saturday, at school is only filled with physical freshness gymnastics and then filled with filial work in the school environment. And after that, each student of class X, XI, until class XII got subjects.

    Mondays, only then the new school year began with Physics lessons being the first lesson that welcomed us after the study tour - actually I did not enjoy the study tour at all because I fled with Yesi. With great enthusiasm for some students copy the Physics lesson notes written by Mr. Beno on the board.

   Not just me, but almost all students after the holidays experience a phase of difficulty understanding the material.

   Mr. Beno is the type of teacher to record the material until abis. Look, from the beginning he entered, until almost an hour of lessons, he still gave material without being explained.

    The first lesson change time was only 30 minutes, then Mr. Beno again sat in his chair. He closed the textbook, then piled his hands on the table and looked at us one by one.

   

      A few minutes later, she heard him open his voice.

    "Have you finished writing it down?" ask Beno sir.

    Almost all the students who numbered 30 people including me answered in unison. "Already, Sir!"

   Okay, there's still some unfinished stuff. We'll wait for your unfinished friends. The 40-year-old man sat back in his chair.

   Sometimes Mr. Beno plays his hape. Then he asked again.

"All that?" ask Beno again.

   This time, all the students answered.

  

"alright. Mr. This is the type of teacher who likes to work by hand, including having you record the material that you convey. Later approaching UTS or UAS, you will explain at the beginning of the first material we learn." said Mr. Beno put glasses on the table and looked up again.

    Hearing that, our cheers were directed at Mr. Beno.

   .    "Dine, Sir!" answer Daffa.

       "The most understanding father" said Ryan.

   .    "The father of the most ideal teacher in the world." said Ivan.

  "Don't be too noisy, the next class will be disturbed" said Mr. Beno as his hand patted the table slowly.

   Then the atmosphere that had been stirring was now instantly silent. We are waiting for word for word to be issued Mr. Beno.

 

  "Well, as a cover of the material that you delivered today. There are some questions from the Father for you" said Mr. Beno again.

   "What, Sir? Don't ask me if I have a boyfriend or not. I like to be sad when I hear that question.." said Uli began his drama dimeh.

    "Huuuuuu.." said One class cheered on Uli.

There was another fine rebuke from Mr. Beno.

"Already! You will begin the question. Who can answer will you give a gift of 100 thousand pulses." said Mr. Beno.

     The first time in the world of school, I met the rich teacher Mr. Beno. He has the best extraordinary nature.

    Nah, right? I ampe three times talking so much.

   Mr. Beno is very different from other teachers I know. If he was younger and did not have a wife, I would have seemed to mark the most potential for being my best friend. Hehee.

     "Where is the question, sir? I make sure the pulse goes to my number." asked Ryan with a fiery spirit and clenched hands on the table looking at Mr. Beno. Free and treat issues, I told you, he's number one.

    "Oh, can't! I'm going to get the pulse" said Ivan to raise his voice.

They're fighting over the pulse prize. I chuckle amused, questions Mr. Beno had not come out yet, they fight over the pulse.

   "Enough! Because the time is limited, you just go straight. The question is, who is stronger between men and women?" said Mr. Beno while staring one by one students.

    Hearing that we all protested. What kind of question is that? Mr. Beno gave a question that clearly knew the answer.

    "It's a guy, sir!" said Ivan.

   "Yes." we answered in unison. We all agree with Ivan.

   "So we all won, dong, sir? Forced by Mr. to lose. Fill our pulses one class." said Isaiah smiling sumringah knowing it.

   Mr. Beno smiled widely, he shook his head.

"Your answer is all wrong! No one can pulse, and you have nothing to lose" said Mr. Beno he tidied the book and put on his glasses and got up.

    We protest. Where's his fault? Or Do you think Mr Beno deliberately blamed our answer?!

    

    He stood in front of the class with a smile on his wrinkled face.

"The correct answer is, woman. We can imagine women bleeding seven days a month without dying. Is there anything stronger than that?" replied Mr. Beno as he walked out of the classroom.

     Ha's? What kind of answer is that? We're all cenggo.