My Handsome Teacher's

CHAPTER 5: Tray

Aira was engrossed in combing her thick hair that dangled a boat. Play for a while with the phone until it's crowded. Not without reason, the Fiona is the story if you want revenge with Arham. Uh! They didn't know that Aira had just flown the war flag yesterday. Remembering the disappointed face of Arham when they managed to escape.

From the stairs, Aira could hear a noise from the kitchen. He sat leaning against a plain black staircase. Deftly, Aira looked down. "Ma! What the hell, how noisy? Take out Pak Nur's chicken," Aira's grunts made Mama Kia cluck hard. He lifted the sothel that was used to saute kale.

"This is true, having a virgin never helped her mother. His job is to eat, sleep, eat, sleep. Mama wants another child."

"Yes, make it with Papa!" Aira did not heed Kia's grunts from then until now like there was no other threat. Want a new kid, just say to Papa. It's really troublesome anyway, Aira would be upset.

"Dare to answer yes! Here, down!"

Kia lifted a flower patterned negligee to the knees, staring at the ferocious papah her son hugging the ladder support pole. "Start, Ma! This is Aira again making a strategy."

"The reason is you! Waking up from there, continued to follow mama into the kitchen, "unwillingly, Aira raised an eyebrow looking at Kia who was gradually leaving. However, his eagle eyes were still scanning for Aira's movements while clearing their throat.

"Yes-yes, beautiful mama. Aira down! Still talking about that nyebelin teacher. Ihh, Mama kok also nyebelin!"

With gontai steps Aira retraced down one by one stairs. Follow lazy with Kia who is ready to give a knife along with other seasonings. "Rather than you bengong rich devil corner, mending help mama cut carrots."

"Aira isn't dumb, Ma! Uh, mama's got clogs?" sercah Aira then dragged the chair and sat down beside Kia. He hung his chin waiting for an answer. Aira was very tired looking for clogs sandals but never met. Yes, he must nrobos traditional market.

"clog? What else to do?"

"Ck! Ga tau tuh ma, Mr. Haram gave me remedial duty tell buy clogs slippers continue to be carved smedgol shodaqoh," he kicked ceramic stove.

It didn't take long, Kia was blown to the point of holding her stomach in pain. "Yes God! Very creative teacher, Aira. Mama didn't think she could find such a rich idea."

"Aira aja also did not run out of thought, could-can he bother people. Can Papa say if it is troublesome for other people it can not ma?" Aira looked at Kia's almost wrinkled face from the side. He needs a defense, at least someone wants to help him.

"Who's your teacher saying that? No dear, he told you to find clogs indirectly also teach you alms," said Kia gave the knife equipment to Aira. And with the corners of her lips curved, she gave her a code to understand.

"Gift is alms, but that's not the case" murmured Aira.

And now, where else should Aira look for that ancient clog. His head had almost exploded all day just from thinking about clogs. This really Aira has to go to the market first to be able to get it? Ck! In a hurry Aira cut the origin of the carrot, not even symmetrical. Though earlier Kia had told him to shape the flowers.

"Tomorrow Aira would skip ma."

Kia's activities stopped, glancing at her his hissing child. "You want to be your delinquent?"

"Ma! Aira has not been able to find her clogs, how about Aira punished tomorrow? My mother did not feel sorry for this beautiful child. Later Aira's skin blistered ma, gosong, ihh not really deh," Aira's flutter like the wind to Kia. The middle-aged woman let her carrot pieces fall apart.

"Keep, mama has to say wow? Oh dear Aira. Mama until tired nasehatin you continue. Oh, my mom doesn't want to know. There's a cake, not a cake. You have to keep school. You think mama paid for what daon!"

After that, their conversation did not continue. Shut up while handling each other's activities. Aira thunts annoyed even his lips deliberately deflected so that Kia understands the purpose of his escape tomorrow. It pulled back the teak-accented chair at the original spot. Standing staring at Kia who was still busy frying the milkfish.

If only, there was no task of carrying clogs. If only, Mr. Haram did not pass the test at Edygeols High School. Maybe Aira will not bother rich gini. He looked at the phone on the dining table, got his group notification.

Wagner, wawan,

Fiona's a bakwan, a,

Lo crazy! Have a grudge against the same people Pak Haram is not rich gini also kaless

^^^Aira is beautiful,^^^

^^^Bct lo Fi! Nggk ush sok care

Wagner, wawan,

Do you know, gmn Ra? Is udh ready?

^^^Aira is beautiful,^^^

^^^Aman🤙^^

Fiona's a bakwan, a,

If there is mslh, I have no responsibility.

Aira's teeth were chirping, and her smile was drawn knot. It doesn't have to be hard to find that damn clog again. He will do his job tomorrow. Same with Haram too. If this is the case, Aira will not ditch.

Now all Aira needs to do is go to Wanda's house to reset the strategy. Not good if dikolom chat rich gini continues. Better, he put in a little energy for tomorrow's best result. The results will not betray the struggle. Eh back, he means-struggle will not betray results. And today, Aira will fight as hard as she can.

"Aira, can you talk to me for a second?" kia asked sitting in front of him. He knocked several times on the dining table with transparent glass.

"Hm."

By the way, no, by the way, no, by the way.

Ow hell! Kia justifies the sitting position that has not been getting comfort. Slowly, his lips opened. "Mama actually wants to talk to you, Aira. If mom and dad have decided mom-"

Kia still wanted to take a deep breath. Really, it's not an easy matter to talk about this to Aira. Even to open her lips alone, Kia got cold hot. However, the person who was invited to speak actually frowned in wonder. Quickly, Aira's hand typed something while pressing the phone grub.

"Gue otw! Wait for me, son of the devil. How long do you guys leave me to buy seblak. Don't expect our plan to go smoothly" Aira chanted regardless of Kia's seriousness. With still wearing sleeping pajamas, Aira got up and greeted Kia.

"Ma! Aira went out to Wanda's house. Bye ma'am!"

"Eh, child! You haven't had breakfast yet" Kia chased him to the end of the door. But he did not succeed in preventing Aira.

Aira turned to look at Kia who had her chest closed, her lips continued to tidy up for what it was. "Later Aira hitchhiked to Wanda, ma!" then he put on a helmet. Aira drove the motor away from the yard.

"Make your soul mate with his son papa's co-worker..." Kia let out a long sigh, again struggling to continue cooking.