My husband is a Cold Teacher

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Salsa POV's

Crooked! Crooked! Crooked! I heard the sound of my muscles, my arms stretched out. All my body feels stiff. With that, I lay on the bed. Relax for a moment because Mr. Mario never made me relax when he was in the room.

Amidst my boredom, I checked Ms. Eva's account. Saw some of his pictures. She looked beautiful in her satin nightgown.

"Why didn't he try to find another man?" muttered. She is beautiful, educated and has a job. What else is the lack? Given that, it must be difficult for a man to reject him.

'Wouldn't memories created for too long be painful to say goodbye? I let you create those old memories, before you know what those old memories mean after the breakup.'

"What does the caption mean?"

I don't know, I feel like there's a threat in it. I can't talk, I'm a little scared. Is he going to take Mr Mario away from me?

***

Mario POV

I returned home after coming out to see Mr. Reno. When he entered the room, Salsa did not answer my greetings. He looks waving.

"Sa," call me. He jerks. Hurry her down from the bed. Holding your smile so as not to float saw her panic. He stayed away from the bed when I was in the room.

"Sir Mario's home." He scratched his head.

"Yes. Have you eaten?" tanyaku. He took my hand.

"Bu Eva messed up again," she said, "She wrote the caption on her photo. What if he wants to take Mr. Mario away from me?" I tried to drown in his eyes.

"If, we part .. I'll freeze," I said.

I patted his head. When I make a decision, no one will be able to decide my decision. Including myself.

"What is Miss Eva planning for us?" my inner.

***

I dropped Salsa off at the usual place. He ran cheerfully. Then, I plugged the gas into the school.

In the parking lot I met Miss Eva. She smiled sweetly at me. However, that smile now had no effect on me.

My regret is why I gave him space until he got stuck and didn't want to go out. My relationship is at stake for the mistakes I made.

Never imagined Miss Eva would be this loud. Abstain for him to retreat. Yes, indeed all this time we became a couple teacher. Our rumors are circulating. However, there was never any expression of love for her.

I just follow my heart to be kind to her. Especially after hearing the story behind her divorce.

"Sir Mario, we can be together to the teacher's room."I just nodded.

Regarding the caption Salsa said, I have also read it. Should I ask Miss Eva?

"Mom Eva" I said and she stopped. "Has Miss Eva erased Miss Eva's feelings?" my many. He shook his head. Tangaku clenched firmly.

"Don't continue with your wrong feelings. He was not present among us, but I made the word 'we' with Salsa" I said coldly.

I left Miss Eva. He seemed to be holding back tears. I'm sorry Eva, this is all for our good. I have loved my wife. The boy's wife was so wild in saying.

***

I'm getting ready to teach Salsa class. I put an empty HVS paper in the map. They'll be an impromptu daily replay.

In Salsa class there was a commotion. When I entered, it was silent. They sat without a sound. Just to look to the side they are afraid.

"Today you repeat."

They lifted their faces and looked at me in disbelief. However, there was no protest at all. Their shoulders slumped. Listeningly take out the pen and raise their book on my desk without any more word.

"I'm not learning" whispered Salsa.

I just looked at him flat. He turned around and sat down with his face dimmed. When the paper replicates and the problem has been shared they all work within an hour.

"Khm!" I cleared my throat when I saw Salsa's head move looking at Gio.

He's not good at math. Salsa was not stupid, but it was possible to absorb the maths lessons she was quite difficult. Ever seen the values of other subjects, the value is quite satisfied.

"Please get together."

They climbed up one by one to collect their duties. When the bell rang out they came forward and immediately went out.

"I must be remedial" Salsa said as she was the last in the salim room with me.

I sighed looking at her lesion face. "There's no remedial for this time's repetition," I said making him look at me fiercely.

"Sir Mario must be kidding?!" I rolled up my sleeve and left the class. He kept asking until he dared not follow me.

***

Salsa went straight into the house. He hasn't talked to me since. Maybe he's upset because there's no remedial. I will not give my students consecutive opportunities.

Even after we prayed and ate dinner he ignored me. Opening his math book with an annoyed face.

"If someone hadn't taught me another lesson last night, I would have learned math" he said.

"Already, Sa. Tomorrow I teach you a math problem that you can't answer," I said, "you learn something else. Yesterday night was bad. We have to repeat it for-" Salsa closed the package book and moved away from the study table.

He went straight to the bed and looked at me annoyed. "No word to repeat. Remedial no!" resounding.

"But he himself said last night to follow her every night. Did he forget when he said in the middle of the des-"

Brak!

I closed my eyes and got a Salsa pillow. "Don't go on!" his yell.

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