My Love Teacher's

That condition

This morning according to plan, Shamsudin will meet Cyra.

"Are you ready?"

"It's sir."

"Come on."

"Where's mister?"

"Walking to your niece."

"Master's coming?"

Aroon nodded as he left Shamsudin who still looked confused. If you're coming along why he didn't come alone, why send me thinking Shamsudin.

They both got into the car towards Syamsudin's house. Not yet arrived at the page Aroon had told Shamsudin to stop.

"Stop." he ordered.

"We haven't reached sir." Shamsuddin warned. "There's still two more houses to go through."

"You think I'm stupid, what if your niece sees me."

"Oh yes, sir." Syamsudin scratch - scratch the head. "Then I'll get down here, let the business be done quickly."

Without waiting for an answer, Shamsudin prepared to open the door.

"Wait."

"There's another order, sir?"

"Pair this." Aroon handed me a very small tool.

"Is this sir?"

"Camera."

"Make what? We're not being shaken?"

"No. It's just to keep watch who knows your niece is badmouthing me in the back."

"There's no way sir, I dare to guarantee my nephew doesn't like to talk about people."

"We do not know in the future Sham. He could still be grudging me because I fired him."

"All right." Syamsudin finally wanted to receive the small camera.

"Pair this on your front shirt. And this is your diteling. What you're going to talk about I'll command from here. Remember don't talk like that."

"Good sir." My nephew may you not speak of the abomination of lord Aroon the prayer of Shamsudin in heart.

Once all was ready, the camera was perfectly mounted, Syamsudin got down and walked a few meters forward towards his home. While Aroon remained in the car saw Syamsudin's motion from the camera attached to his shirt. Aroon was quite satisfied with the work of Shamsudin.

"Sir Uo." said Cyra who was surprised by the arrival of Shamsudin.

"You have a guest?"

"Oh, this is Vano my friend from school in Surabaya first."

Shamsudin shook the man's hand. His gear began to make the sound of Mr. Aroon's curse. "Oh good, he's not sad at all because I fired, not sad to be separated from Gio and even fun dating!"

"Ehem calm down sir." muttered Shamsudin.

"What's up Mr Uo? Why mutter to yourself?"

"Heheheheh. It's okay. Suddenly I remembered the work in the garden."

"Oh. Please sit Mr. Uo. I made him a drink." said Cyra, he looked at Vano who was still silent. "Well, you want to go home, right Vano?"

"I'm there who___." Uncompleted Vano spoke already cropped by Cyra.

"I'm sorry, it seems there is something important that Mr. Uo wants to tell me. Isn't that right, Mr Uo?" Cyra gave the code so that Syamsudin would cooperate with him.

"Eh, that's right. Very important conversation."

"Well then I'll go home, next time I'll stop by."

"Yes, next time you stop by Sekar all of you."

Vano smiled bitterly. His face was not pleased with the presence of Shamsudin. After Vano went Cyra made a cup of coffee for his Pak Uo.

"Pass."

"Yes, sir." replied Shamsudin.

"Why are you saying slow, I didn't hear you?"

"This is so that my nephew does not suspect the lord."

"alright. What's your nephew's relationship with that guy? You knew?"

"No sir, this is the first time I've met you. I will ask you later." replied Shamsudin. "Sssstt, Cyra's coming."

"Hey! dare you rule me!"

Shamsudin was silent even though he was eared in a voice - the sound of rage from Aroon.

"At Pak Uo's drink, it's still hot."

Syamsudin sipped hot coffee in front of him. "Who was that guy?"

"That's the man that Mr. Aroon is accusing of having a relationship with me." replied Cyra. "How could a person like the highly educated Mr. Aroon be as shallow-minded as that."

"Uhukis.. Uhuk.. Uhuk.." Shamsudin was surprised by Cyra's words.

"Pelan - slow drinking Mr. Uo."

"No, I'm fine." replied Shamsudin. "Hmmm Cyra we better not take Mr. Aroon's name."

"Oh can't Mr Uo!" answer Cyra the fire - the fire. "The arrogant man should have learned a lesson, it's good to fire people without telling them where he was wrong."

"Cyras.. Cyra. It's. already." Syamsudin panic.

"I'm not done, Mr. Uo, that's not all. Looking at his creepy face I almost thought he was a thug! His attitude is completely devoid of humanity."

"Cyras.. Cyras.. Let's just talk about something else."

"Wait for Mr. Uo. Her ice-cold face at the north pole, I guarantee no woman will come near her. Gio doesn't get affection. Maybe he'll get old too!"

"Mr Aroon was very loyal to Madame Davira."

"Well.. Nah.. That's madam Davira must have been used - to. How come women as gentle and graceful as madam Davira fall in love with thugs from the north pole."

Syamsudin let out a long sigh many times to secure his heart. He must stop Cyra, otherwise you can cancel your wish to bring her back.

"Cyra, I beg you. It's not good to vilify people, your mother's father never taught you that, right?"

Cyra nodded as if she was aware of what she had said. "Ah yes Mr. Uo." Cyra looked sorry.  "I have accepted Mr. Aroon's decision sincerely, especially at that time I was in a position not to watch over Gio" said Cyra. "It's all because of that asshole."

"Who?"

"Who else if not Vano."

"Is he your lover?"

"Not Mr. Uo. We were friends near high school. Well you could say monkey love."

"Did he ask you to be his girlfriend?"

"No, he already has a fiancee. Sekar. He was my friend in high school and they had an affair" Cyra said. "Why did he arrive - it was as if he was approaching me again, I was lazy."

"Cyra's heart with a man like that."

"Yes Pak Uo, therefore I decided to go back to Surabaya because I did not want Vano to come back here. Maybe in Surabaya I can get another job."

Syamsudin. "It just so happens that Cyra, actually meant for me to come here to deliver a message from Mr. Aroon."

"Message?"

"Well, he apologized for accusing you and firing you."

"That's.. That's.. Since he was still busy, he took care of the young master and the estate by himself." Syamsudin.

"Hm.. Not at all sincere." said Cyra.

"You don't be so stubborn. The master already has good intentions to apologize, that he rarely does to his workers. Appreciate."

"Alright, need Mr. Uo know actually I've forgiven."

Shamsudin smiled with relief. "And the second he asked you to go back to work."

"Back to work?" cyra shouted in surprise, although inwardly she cheered happily but her sense of prestige overcame her common sense. "I'll think about it" he said

"Well, will you think? Don't take much consideration, you need this job Cyra" Syamsudin said

"I actually want to teach Gio back\, but___."

"But what?"

"There must be a condition."

"Conditions?!" shamsudin. In Shamsudin's ear, Aroon also shouted. "Hey! How dare your niece ever ask me for conditions!"

"Relax.: calm down." said Syamsudin.

"What calm is Mr Uo? I'm calm."

"Hmm, what conditions are you asking for?"

Cyra smiled. "Mr Aroon must be willing to shave the mustache, bewok, jambang or whatever it is that grows on his face so that it looks clean. Oya one more neat also her hair is shaggy."

Syamsudin gulps. Because Aroon who heard the terms was furious. "Bad! Who the hell did he dare to tell me!" snapped Aroon. "You just go home! I don't have to use your niece anymore!"

"Silent.. Calm.. It was for the sake of the young master." murmured Shamsudin while stroking - elus his chest that was getting crowded. He said that to Aroon across the street.

"Sir Uo why the hell? from there it was calm - calm. I'm calm, Mr. Uo, and I want to go back for Gio."

"Well, you said it yourself for the sake of young master, so why use the conditions."

Cyra was silent, he seemed to be examining the words of Shamsudin. It is only a momentary emotion and do not let it even make things worse. He needs that job. "Well tomorrow I'll be back, Mr. Uo. Regardless of Mr. Aroon changing his appearance or not."

"Good, that's my niece." Syamsudin smiles a sigh of relief. "Tomorrow morning I'll pick you up."

"Good Mr. Uo."

"Rest and don't forget to lock the door. I will return to the plantation." said Shamsudin. He immediately walked back to Aroon's car.

"Bad! Dare to be that boy!"

"Calm down, sir. Cyra was already willing to return regardless of the conditions she applied."

"What do I look like a thug?!"

Syamsudin.

"Honest answer!"

"Little master, I mean handsome and wealthy thugs." replied Shamsudin nervously

"Damn it!" aroon. "We're back on the farm!"

"Well sir?"

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This morning Cyra was preparing to return to the plantation, and frankly, she could not wait to meet everyone there.

In accordance with his promise, Shamsudin invited him to return. Cyra re-occupied her old room. After arranging the goods in the room, he will surprise Gio because the information from Syamsudin Gio does not know if he returns to teach him.

"Young man, let's play."

"I'm lazy Omar."

"Don't you, the young master from yesterday daydreams here." Olif tried to persuade. "Hmm how about playing hide-and-seek?"

"Lazy."

"O young master, don't be lazy."

"There is no Miss Cyra is not exciting" said Gio.

Arrive - arrive...

"Is what you're saying really Gio?"

Gio immediately turned to the source of the voice.

"Mom Cyra!" he shouted and scattered the clutches of his teacher.

"Yeayy miss Cyra is back!" Omar and Olif were also involved in Cyra's embrace.

"Wowws.. Waw.. It's been.. It's been.. I can't breathe. Hahahhhh." they laughed together.

After taking off his arms the four of them sat down near their artificial garden.

"Why don't you learn Gio?"

"I'm learning, it's just boring without Cyra's mom."

"Hmm really?" Cyra raised her eyebrows pura - pura surprised. "I'm flattered by your words Gio. Thank you." Thank you." Cyra gently stroked the hair of that handsome boy.

"Phoo already knows I'm innocent" she said.

"Hmm good. Remember what I said, the truth will win."

"So Mr Aroon asked Miss Cyra to come back?" ask Omar

"Yes Omar, Mr. Aroon asked Mr. Uo to bring me back."

"Yesss our days will be fun again." cried Olif.

"Let's start learning about Cyra." pinta Omar.

"I'm actually going to see Mr. Aroon first."

"Mom Cyra wants to see Phoo?"

"Yes Gio, I have to thank your father. He trusted me back to teach you. And also I need a job to help my parents in the village."

Cyra immediately went and told them to go to the plantation land, usually at morning hours like this Aroon was there.

The air here is so fresh, Cyra admires Aroon's plantation. I don't know why I never get bored with life here. So calm, peaceful and pleasant.

Loh, who's that big guy Cyra thinks. Is there a new employee? thought.

"Sorry, do you know where Mr Aroon is?" ask Cyra to the new worker.

"Know." she replied as she turned her body.

Cyra looked widened his eyes, he was surprised by the sight before him. "Mr Aroon?"

"Shocked?"

"Of course." answered Cyra with a smile. "Master is so handsome." praised him as he pointed at his two thumbs.

Aroon has changed his appearance according to the conditions proposed by Cyra. Cyra seemed to blush because a big man like Mr. Aroon was willing to obey his wishes. Mr. Aroon is now clean from the fur - the fur on his face and his hair is neatly cut.

"It's not like a thug, is it?"

"Huh, oh no sir. Absolutely not." answered Cyra nervously. Where does he know that I call him a thug, don't don't don't tell Mr. Uo again he thought.

"What's looking for me?"

"I want to thank you for accepting my return. I promise not to be negligent towards Gio. I'll keep an eye on him."

"Good." answered Aroon. "I'm sorry" he said softly almost inaudible, but quite clearly in Cyra's ear.

With a sweet smile Cyra appreciated that very much. "Yes." Yeah."

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