My Love Teacher's

You're Not Responsible

That morning Cyra, Gio Omar and Olif were preoccupied with the theme of birthdays. Omar asked that guests use ghost-capture dresscode, but it was rejected by Cyra. Guests who come mostly children around and who used to be friends of Gio at school, of course will scare them.

In contrast to Olif he wanted a royal theme, but it was also rejected by Cyra for looking for her tough costume.

"Gio what do you want dresscode for?"

"Hm. How about a cowboy?"

"Ah yes. That's a good idea. We also have no trouble arranging the place because in this plantation is all available."

"Betul Bu, in our plantation there is a Horse farm, Chicken" said Omar.

"OK means we agree on the theme of his birthday country." Cyra explained. "So the show later we will take a mini train around the plantation and pick oranges, after which they can ride a pony. Well surely the children are tired so we continue to cook together with the basic ingredients of eggs that became Gio's favorite. How's it?"

"Gee.. Wow. fits Miss Cyra. After cooking together we can have lunch together."

"Betul Omar After lunch together new core birthday event. We cut the cake and give the souvenir." continued Olif.

"Good, all your ideas are very good. But the most important thing is our preparation so that no one fails. I promised you that this show should go smoothly without any problems" Cyra said.

Drrr.. Drrr.. Drrrtt Cyra's phone is ringing.

"Hmmm, I'll pick up the phone for a second" she said, standing a little away.

"Hello."

"Cyra Hi. It's me Sekar."

"Dark! How are you?"

"Good very good. Oya actually yesterday I wanted to stop by your house, but the information from your friends is in Bogor."

"Yes, I work in Bogor."

"Ma."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I want to drop off the reunion invitation, can we come to your place of work?"

"Can."

"Hmm, I came with Vano."

"Vano?"

"Yes, I'll drop off our engagement invitation."

"Well, congratulations. I'm so happy."

"really? You're not mad at us?"

"What's angry about? I'm glad my two best friends can build a house."

"Thank God, I'm relieved." said Sekar. "Tell us your address."

"OK." call terminated.

Cyra took a deep breath. It turns out they both want to get married, Cyra thought. It has not been six years that he has not seen them.

Vano used to be Cyra's lover when he sat in High School. Love of monkeys. They break up because Vano is having an affair with Sekar. All of Cyra's past he's buried deep within. He just wants to look into the future and not be stuck with his past.

Cyra rejoins Gio, Omar and Olif. They continued their birthday celebration. Almost two hours they were engrossed with ideas because it was the first time Gio celebrated his birthday.

"Finally it's done too." Omar stretched his stiff muscle.

"Alright since we're done, I'll give Mr. Aroon our plan of action." Cyra moved from her seat.

"The spirit of Miss Cyra, may you agree to our plan" Olif said.

"Surely." answered Cyra.

Cyra immediately searches for Aroon's whereabouts. Usually this time he was on the farm. After searching here and there because the plantation is very large. Finally Cyra found the existence of the burly man.

"Sir."

"Why come here?"

"Can I talk to you for a second?"

"We're there." Aroon pointed to a gazebo in the middle of the estate.

Cyra followed Aroon. Duh why you look macho, with a stocky body, sweat, said Cyra in the heart. Several times he was seen swallowing.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Hmm, this is the activity plan for the birthday celebration. I purposely showed you, sir, whether you agree." Cyra handed the file to Aroon.

Aroon. "This much?"

"Yes, sir, we're using what's on the plantation. It doesn't cost much."

"Alright I agree, but remember there's no fuss and no trouble."

"No sir, I promise." said Cyra. "Yes, you can wear cowboy clothes."

"Make what?"

"That." show Cyra. "It says dresscode in cowboy clothes."

"No, I don't want to."

"Well, don't be so, sir. It's for Gio." Cyra pleads. "Alas, you have signed the proposal."

"What connection?"

"There is also an agreement that the first party is you must follow all the will of the second party that is Gio" answered Cyra.

"You set me up" said Aroon softly. "Don't don't you fall asleep in the garden and at the temple. Sia - in vain I carry you."

"Oh, so sir is the one who carried me to the room?" cyra's face looked cute when surprised. His clear eyes were perfect.

"Hm."

"Thank you sir."

"You're heavy."

"Sorry sir."

"Other times be careful when sleeping outside. Don't bother people."

"Okay, my lord is all right."

"Yes, you prepared everything well."

"Thank you sir, then excuse me."

Cyra immediately left Aroon alone.

The girl repeatedly made me not alert, Aroon thought. I have to be careful. He looked at Cyra's departure.

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It was not like Gio's birthday party had arrived. Lots of children who come even their parents also accompany.

"Wow mom Cyra is so beautiful in cowboy clothes like that."

"Ah don't praise like that Omar. That's too much."

Cyra was wearing a blue box shirt with jeans and a cowboy hat.

"Olif why are you wearing shorts?"

"My pants are short all Omar." replied Olif. "Isn't this sexy?" Olif turned around proudly while revealing the curves of his body.

"Hueekkkkis.. Sexy from where. Oh, and Cyra's sexy."

"Oh, so you insulted me." quickly Olif snapped Omar's head.

"Eh already - no quarrel. Let's welcome guests." Cyra pulled both of their hands.

They welcome guests and invite them to board the provided train. Each guest will be given ice cream. They were still waiting for the arrival of Gio and Aroon.

"Mom Cyra, why hasn't the young master come out yet. Don't don't don't mister Aroon change his mind?"

"There is no way Omar, Mr. Aroon is a man who always holds the word - he said. Maybe she's confused by how she looks." cyra sneered.

"Mahaha..." Omar and Olif were laughing out loud. They imagined Aroon's appearance to be hilarious because he was wearing a cowboy dresscode. But their laughter did not last long, because Aroon appeared with a very different appearance.

"Omar who's that handsome guy?" whisper Olif.

"That's Mr. Aroon, stupid."

"Cool crazy." praised Olif

"Heh wipe your saliva, shameful" Omar said as he closed Olif's mouth gaping open. "Mom Cyra, handsome sir."

"Oh.. Omar Iiya. Mr. Aroon is different this time." replied Cyra. For some reason arrived - Cyra's chest was beating uncontrollably. Aroon wore a maroon-red box shirt with buttons open to his burly chest that looked perfect. Combined with black jeans and brown boots. Do not forget the typical cowboy hat as a sweetener with matching colors with his shoes. "Hmm, Omar let's go over there and greet them."

Cyra, Olif and Omar approach Gio and Aroon. Gio's face looked happy. He was always smiling at all times.

"Yes Miss Cyra, I'm the same as Phoo, right?"

"Yes your father Mr. Aroon also looks very handsome today." Cyra glanced at Aroon who was pura - pura did not hear. "Hmm let's start the show. They're waiting for you." Cyra took Gio's hand to ride the train. He also allowed Aroon to sit next to Gio. "Please sir."

Aroon simply replied with a nod. The train leaves soon. The group took a train to tour Aroon's vast estate. They will rest for a while picking oranges that they will take home.

Aroon accompanied Gio to pick an orange like the others. Gio is very happy because his father accompanies him in every activity.

"Master can you smile a little" whispered Cyra.

"No need."

"need. Look at that old man from his friend Gio from earlier smiling happily because of this event. People who don't know will think you have boils."

"Hey! You are! Dare to!"

"With a smile I guarantee your good looks will be more perfect" said Cyra. Aroon simply glanced at him without changing his expression. Exasperated Cyra put her hands on both corners of Aroon's lips and pulled them. "Well smile like this, sir."

"Hey what are you doing?!"

"Makes you smile of course." Cyra stuck out her tongue. "Isn't that Gio, you'd rather have your Phoo smile instead?"

"He uh Miss Cyra." replied Gio.

Cyra held Gio up so he could pick up the oranges that were ready to be picked. But a big hand took over. "Let me just."

"Thank you sir."

The Orange picking event was over, the group immediately continued on their way to the stables. There they can ride horses at will.

"Mom Cyra.. Miss Cyra." call Omar.

"Yes Omar."

"Someone's looking for you."

"Who?"

"Say schoolmates."

Oh yes, I forgot. Yesterday I told you I'd come here, thought Cyra. "Where are they?"

"That's there, ma'am."

"Please take care of Gio for a while I'll be there."

Cyra leaves Gio's control to Omar. He rushed to meet his friend there.

"Who is that?" ask Aroon.

"Oh, schoolmate Miss Cyra."

"Why did you come here?"

"I don't know much, sir."

Aroon looked intently at the interaction between Cyra and her friend. The three of them seemed to come closer.

"Sorry sir, introduce this to my friend. It's Sekar and it's Vano." Cyra introduced them both. "They came here to deliver the school reunion invitation."

Aroon was silent without expression.

"Hmm, if I may offer them to come to lunch here."

Aroon just nodded. "Don't let your concentration be divided. Here you take care of Gio." he said and then walked over to Gio.

"Your mind is very fierce, Ra." commented Sekar.

"Eh it's just the outside, he's really a good person." defended Cyra. "Let's sit there, let's have lunch together."

After lunch, we also arrived at the core event of cake cutting. This time Cyra made Gio's favorite Stroberry cake. The event was very lively with music and accompanying songs. Gio gave the first cut to Aroon. "Thank you Phoo."

"Same - same Gio." Aroon smiled and hugged his son. That's the sweetest smile Cyra's ever seen.

Cyra immediately cut the cake and distributed it to the guests who came. He was assisted by Omar and Olif.

"Cyra can we talk to you for a second?"

"Vano." Cyra looked around and she did not find Sekar. "Without Sekar?"

"Well, just the two of you. Please." please

"All right for a minute" answered Cyra. "Olif please take Gio for a moment."

"Ready mom Cyra."

Cyra and Vano walked both away from the crowd. A pair of eyes watched them.

"What's wrong?"

"Hmmm I___."

"Hurry up a little, I have to take care of Gio."

"OK, I just want to know how you feel after knowing we're getting engaged?"

Cyra took a long breath. "It's important for you to hear my opinion?"

"Of course it matters."

"OK if that's what you want." Cyra sighed for a moment. "Obviously. And a thousand percent I'm supporting you guys up the security."

"Regular?"

"It's normal." answered Cyra. "How do you want me?"

"Aren't you jealous?"

"Oh come on Van. That incident has been a long time. I even forgot you were once part of my teenage years. Moreover, it happens when our emotions are still unstable."

"But I love you, Ra. Don't you feel the same way about me?"

"I used to be interested in you as a smart and responsible man. But knowing what you're doing, it makes me think over and over again."

"Work pregnant."

Cyra speechless. In his heart he was grateful to be able to escape from Vano."That's great, congratulations to you guys."

"No! I don't love Sekar!" suddenly Vano hugged him.

"Deliver! Let go of me Van!"

"No! I'm not letting you go!"

Cyra with all her might pushed Vano and succeeded. "How can you say that after what you did to Sekar? You will build a household and soon have children. You're a really irresponsible man!" cyra said emotion. "I'm sorry I was ever interested in you!"

Arrive - arrive..

"Mom Cyra! Miss Cyra!." cried Omar from a distance. He ran towards Cyra.

"What's Omar?"

"That's it.. Ituh.." Omar gasped for breath while pointing towards the crowd.

"What's wrong? Speak clearly."

"That's, young master quarreled with the guest."

"What?! How could it happen?"

"I don't know mom."

"Let's go there." Cyra ran into the crowd and was surprised to find Aroon there with burning eyes.

"Cyras! Cyra! Cyra!" call him over and over again. "Where's Cyra?!"

"I.. I'm here, sir." Cyra replied to the crowd.

"What are you doing?! Until this happens!"

"Some time, sir." Cyra tried to calm Aroon down. He saw Gio's shirt that had been torn and there was a boy whose condition was also the same as Gio. They seem to have fought.

"Where have you been? How did you escape Gio's supervision?!"

"My master____."

"Oh you're dating?!"

"No sir."

Aroon gripped Cyra's jaw. "You're just a laborer! I pay you to look after my son! Where is your responsibility!"

"Mr___."

"Coupon your stuff! You I fired!"

Cyra widened her eyes as if she could not believe what Aroon had said.

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