My husband is a Cold Teacher
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Never misjudge me.
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Salsa POV's
The silence of the night broke the sound of the night animal. The twinkling stars scattered over the sky. In solitude and loneliness, all are slowly clouded about the incoming future or the past asking for permission to enter the blemish.
In the darkness of the night beside me, the first time in our marriage. She hugged you. Yes, my cold husband hugged you tightly to drive away all the loneliness and disappointment that had perched.
Even though I still wonder in my mind. What happened to my husband? Why did he change so quickly? Is this real or fake? I was afraid, very scared, when my hope started to hang as high as possible, one day he dropped.
Too often disappointed, too often hurt, so afraid to get hurt again. It feels like caring for a wound to dry is like giving it some soul.
“I wish you ‘kan always with me. Never thought of anything else. Like all this time, I was afraid, in your prostration it was not my name that you slipped, but the name of another woman, my inner”.
I buried my face. As the shadow of him clamped my head with his tease, my cheeks heated up. The answer that remains to this day.
***
“Enghhhh.” I stretched my hand muscles. My eyes blinked and looked to the side. Empty, no Mr. Mario.
I don't know where he is, I immediately collected my life and got out of the tent. Cold air pierced my skin. The camping atmosphere is starting to get crowded.
“She must have left because of this,” my murmur. It'll be dangerous if anyone sees him staying at my tent. However, for a while it felt like he was able to make my cheekbones expand at any time.
“Smiling is unclear. Samples, yes?” I was shocked and looked to the side. Sakina.
“Ih, I'm surprised to know! Who is smiling is unclear. This morning, my smile had a reason,” I said lifting both my aliases.
“The reason you smile why? Though last night sick,” timpal Afiah.
“Last night Hot Daddy romantic really. Where is she aaaaa! Could die from baperrrrr!” pekikku happy.
“Ha? Can a hot daddy be romantic? Ceritain, dong!” I'm Sakina manrik and Afiah sitting down. Last night's scene revolved around a cassette of intoxicating Korean dramas.
“The face is controlled, dong, Sa,” Sakina said to me chuckling. Yeah, how else would people be happy.
“Hot Daddy carried me, keep him preferring to accompany me here rather than accompany Bu eva to the hills. He also ... cuddle me,” my softness at the end. How reddened my face.
“Cieee hehehe, finally Hot Daddy melted too,” Sakina ledk.
“Jomblo can what?” Sakina and I heard Afiah's words.
“Nah, that's Kak Bayu, free,” said I pushed softly Afiah shoulder. We stared at the figure of the young man walking side by side with Brother Zerka.
Afiah mendelik, "Free .. free .. calculated free fare. Already ah, laper.” Afiah doyang eat, me too, hehehe.
***
When the heat hits, we instead stand in a circular shape. Ignoring the sun that scorches the skin. Good thing a girl like me has prepared scinscare. Can move without fear of black skin.
“In this study, you will work in groups. Remember your group last night and try all your research work together,” said Mr. Reno.
“Ready, Sir!” answer us in unison.
“You can find now what you will make research material. Do not get away from your group and prepare what you need and need during the trip. Don't miss the joke here.”
My lips pouted immediately. At first it was spirit, but hearing Mr. Reno's last words made me think of horror.
I returned to the tent after it was disbanded. Check what I'll bring along on the way. Water is most necessary.
“Don't forget to bring a jacket.”
I almost screamed in surprise. Mr. Mario came without a sound. “Kagetin know not, Sir?” just pissed.
“Bring jacket.” He repeated his words and ignored my frustration. The north pole is starting to freeze again. Looks like it'll search if at night. Is Mario a vampire?
He chose the things I had to carry on the trip. “Nothing. Just as a damping building that checks all its students,” he said.
“Already.” I smiled broadly. He looked at me with such a piercing look.
“If you're tired, tell Gio. Gio is the chairman of your TEAM. No damping building participated, we entrust to the group leader.”
Mario out of my tent. From far away I saw Miss Eva looking at me cynically with Ms. Leni. It seems he's been telling me about my relationship with Mr. Mario. Am I threatened to leave school?
“Salsa, spout out. We are leaving soon.” Sakina invited me to a gathering. I ignored Miss Eva and Miss Leni.
Gio passed us off one by one and began to discuss what we would make of the research materials. We walked a long way into the forest.
“We make princess shy as a research only, how?” ask them.
“Princess shy?” sakina asked and approached me.
“Ya, how?” my many.
“Princess is ashamed, how come I feel again to see you, yes. If you want to be touched directly to sleep,” he said.
“Ihhhh, who is. I dare to know.” I closed my eyes. Sakina said, I want to go to sleep. Jump into bed and wear a blanket. Even to this day, my status is still virgin.
“Find the others,” invite Afiah.
We started searching with great difficulty. Until our choice fell on the dandilion flower.
“What do we make this research material?” I asked Gio.
“Iya. We are free to choose plants that are used as research material .. now, release your book.”
We immediately took our seats and sat down. Observing the dandilion flower. The flowers were small, white and when blown by the wind all slowly flew apart.
A group with smart people like them makes me no need to bother thinking. Just look at the book, and the task is done. Although on the HVS paper, I wrote the results of our research as well, considering I am the secretary and my writing is the best among them. Minimum additional value for neat writing.
***
A bird's tweet in the twilight ushered our way back to the tent. Can't wait to get there. On the way, we stopped a few times to take pictures. Selfi-selfi before returning to face with tasks.
My smile was still expanding before fading when I saw that Mr. Mario and Ms. Eva were hugging. My face is like a dandilion flower. Empty when all hope has flown. Blown with reality in front of me.
“Salsa,” call Mr. Mario. He took off his arms with Miss Eva. Why is his face as calm as water? Doesn't he feel guilty?
I handed over the report I held to Sakina. Leaving the place with tears streaming down my cheeks.
“Salsa,” call Mr. Mario. He's clutching my hand. Trying to struggle with all his might. However, my body fell into his arms.
"It's not what you think,” he said.
“Then, what should I think of the torment when the husband in front of my eyes hugs in front of many people? What should I think other than to think that my husband has increased my feelings?”
“You should never deduce everything from your vision alone. Do you understand that seeing and observing are different? A glance may look like a hug, but if you silently observe, you may know it was an accident.” Mario took off his embrace.
"I don't like your attitude of easily deducing something from what you see, not from what you hear from me. You can listen to anything people say about me, but .. never believe about me from ‘ said people’,” said Mr. Mario. Chests up and down. Every word he spoke was full of emphasis.
“If he's a person I like, admire ..”
Deg. Be ill.
“But, since a few days, I have continued to play an inner role. And, when I chose you. Why do you keep turning around and thinking badly of me?”
Mario wiped my tears and left me. My body immediately jolted so violently because of the crying I had been holding back since da expressed all his disappointment. I'm sorry, Mario. Still afraid to get hurt.
“Hiks she's disappointed,” isakku. Why did such a beautiful night change so quickly?
Why is the rain so easily erased?
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