My Love Teacher's

Gossip in the Back Kitchen

"You must not shame me." whispered Shamsudin.

"If not a double eye from where can pay the debt of Mr. Uo's father."

"Ah, again - again you're right." Syamsudin sighed. "But don't go too far."

'No way Mr. Uo, I know the limits. I only ask for what is rightfully mine."

The three of them went back to the farm. Just a little talk because Aroon likes calmness. Every time Cyra wants to start a conversation, Syamsudin immediately gives a sign to choose the right topic. Ah ribet very much your life, you think Cyra.

Not long after they arrived at the farm. Syamsudin opens the car door and helps Cyra out.

"You wait here, I'll put the car in the garage first."

"No need to deliver Mr. Uo, I can walk anyway."

"Don't do that. You do not pretend to be strong. I know you must be in pain."

"You park the car, let me take this stubborn teacher of my son to the room." said Aroon who heard their debate. "With me there's no way you're going to refuse, right?"

"Yes.. Yes sir." answered Cyra. "From a pay cut." grumbled Cyra.

"I heard." said Aroon lightly.

Cyra walked slowly to his room, next to him was Aroon who was dropping off.

"Master?"

"Hmm."

"Why is the quiet master? Rarely talk, rarely talk and also if asked for sure the answer is only hmm, no, yes."

"It's important that you know?"

"Of course, so I can put myself."

"Really, I see your mouth is not at rest."

"I'm master teacher, how will my students be if I keep quiet."

Aroon smiled at Cyra's words.

"Well smile so dong sir. You look so handsome." praise Cyra.

Silence was brought back to them, until...

"Cyra."

"Yes sir."

"If it goes like this, it can - can be our morning until your room." said Aroon.

"And also out of mister's accident."

"So who said in the hospital his legs were okay?"

Cyra sighed as her speech was returned by Aroon.

"Yes.. Yes, I walk fast." said Cyra annoyed. But just a few steps he had complained of pain. "Aauww!"

"Why?"

"It turns out sick sir, hehehehh." Cyra grimaced in pain. "Better you don't have to drive me, I can still walk slowly."

Aroon stared intently at Cyra who was still grimacing as she endured her pain. Stubborn bitch Aroon. He approached Cyra and suddenly carried her in his arms.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

"Hush still!"

"But sir what if someone sees? there will be rumors that don't - no. Please put me down. I can walk by myself."

Aroon was silent without answering Cyra's request.

Cyra finally fell silent, only lowering her head. Accepting Aroon's treatment without refuting even once. Indeed his legs had started to hurt, but he was embarrassed to be frank.

"Why silence?"

"It's okay sir, don't you like me to talk a lot."

"Talk. It's better than deserted."

"Hmm yeah." Cyra stole a glance, Master is actually very handsome, it's just that he is less smiling and sometimes annoying said Cyra in his heart.

"Not to admire me too much."

"Iiihhh, no sir." - denied Cyra. "Who likes the same cold as the north polar ice cap." - Cyra.

"I heard."

Cyra widened her eyes and immediately covered her detached mouth. Silence is golden, Cyra thought.

"I did this because I promised Shamsudin to take you to your room."

Cyra just nodded. Soon they arrive in front of Cyra's room. Aroon immediately lowered Cyra's body.

"Thank you sir."

"Rest, tomorrow you don't have to teach Gio first."

"But mr___."

"You want me to cut my pay for arguing."

"No sir. Alright."

Aroon left Cyra. Without waiting for long Cyra went into the room he wanted to immediately lay down his body because his body was all sick.

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That morning Gio woke up immediately, his cheerful face filled with laughter.

"This morning the young master was full of smiles."

"Yes because Miss Cyra promised me how to make fertilizer for Mae Davira roses."

"Let's be ready - ready."

"Where's Olif?"

"Check in the kitchen if breakfast for the young master is ready."

Omar escorted Gio to the dining room. The distance between the dining room and the kitchen is very close. As they were passing through the kitchen, Olif heard and some people were talking about Cyra.

"What are they talking about Omar?"

Gio and Omar stopped, they stole their talk.

"Ah lie to you, can't Miss Cyra be in a relationship with you?" refute Olif.

"You believe too much in a cunning woman like Cyra" Asih said. "Night I saw with my own eyes that you were carrying Cyra and they both went into the room."

"No! Not likely. Cyra wouldn't do such a dirty thing. I know the nature of the boy. Don't slander you." make Tika look angry with Asih's accusation.

"Bik Tika was also fooled by him. It seemed like all were fooled by her sweet demeanor and innocent face. He's smart to take people's hearts." Groped his pocket. He opened his phone. "Thankfully I've saved the picture as proof, who knows you don't believe me." Asih showed the results of his shots to everyone in the kitchen.

"Yes this is Miss Cyra, and this is also sir!" shouted Olif. His mouth was open as if he had not been able to see what he saw.

"This is not true." muttered Bik Tika who was kneeling her temple.

Arrive - arrive..

"That's not true! You guys don't accuse my Phoo!"

"Young master." they were all shocked by Gio's arrival. Gio quickly seized the mobile phone in Asih's hand. He saw the picture long enough. Eyes lit.

"There's no way Ms. Cyra broke her promise to me!" he shouted while slamming Asih's mobile phone. He runs into Cyra's room but is stopped by them. "Take me off!" he screamed while crying. "I have to listen to Cyra's explanation for myself!"

"Don't young master. We better wait." Omar tried to persuade Gio.

"No! I have to go there! Release!"

"Better young master don't go there. Or young master will be even more shocked." said Asih.

"What do you mean?" ask Olif.

"After seeing the picture, it was clear that Mr. Aroon must have entered Cyra's room. Aren't you guys one thought to me?" answer Asih. "I only prevent the young master from seeing such an indecent sight. The pity of his holy soul will be stained to see the conduct of his teacher."

"Hey! Keep your mouth up!" shout Omar. "Shut up and shut up! Or you want me to rip your mouth off!"

"This is why! I'm just telling you the truth. It's up to you guys." He left the crowd.

Gio also went back to locking himself into his room. Olif takes care of Gio because his emotions are unstable. While Omar pacing - mandir in front of Cyra's room to ask for an explanation. He waited outside for fear that he would be scolded by Mr. Aroon if indeed the assumption of Asih was true.

"Well why the hell is Miss Cyra not out" Omar murmured in panic. It's been almost an hour that he's been waiting. "Do I just knock on the door." Omar was ready to knock on the door but then he paused. "Wait.. Wait for.. If it's true what Asih said, it could - I could be fired for being considered annoying." Omar frustrated himself and scrambled his hair. Finally he decided to go back to Gio's room to cheer him up.

"Where?" ask Olif lirih

"Nil." replied Omar while shaking his head.

Gio was still silent while looking out the window.

"Young master let's have breakfast first."

"I'm not hungry Olif." replied Gio softly. "Why did Miss Cyra lie to me?"

"Young master don't think that way. We don't know what the truth is." Omar tried to persuade.

"It's not clear, you saw it for yourself, right?"

"We better ask Mr. Aroon or Ms. Cyra directly."

"They don't want to answer honestly. I'm really disappointed in Miss Cyra."

Meanwhile...

"Oahmm." Cyra yawns wide. He stretched his muscles and "Aauwww!" his yell. I forgot my hands and feet still hurt, he thought. He saw a clock on the wall. "God is ten o'clock" he cried in surprise.

Painkillers given by doctors there is a content of sleeping pills. Last night due to pain and soreness he drank it again as recommended by the doctor. He fell asleep and woke up late. Cyra immediately went to the bathroom, this time it should be slow because the wound should not be exposed to water.

After nearly thirty minutes of bathing, Cyra immediately treated the wound. "What a pain." he murmured softly while blowing his wound slowly.

Why didn't Gio, Omar and Olif visit me? Don't they know I got hit and run Cyra thought.

He decided to leave because his stomach was hungry. But everything seemed quiet as he passed through the hallway. Cyra met some workers, he smiled as usual but strangely they whispered. Cyra could still hear it. "Mrs Aroon's candidate." they whispered.

Hah didn't hear me wrong with what they said Cyra thought. He still thinks he heard wrong. Next he turned to the kitchen. There he also met some workers again and again they did the same. They whispered like they were talking about it.

It's weird, I gotta figure out what's going on. Cyra immediately meets Tika's bik.

"Bik." call him. But Bik Tika as if - going to pretend - did not hear it and even seemed to ignore it. Bik Tika turned her back and busied herself with her job of cutting vegetables. "Bik Tika." call Cyra again.

"What!" answer bik Tika ketus.

"Bik Tika is mad at me?"

"I'm not angry just disappointed in you!"

"Looking at me? I don't understand anymore."

"It turns out that behind your good and innocent attitude you have evil intentions. You seduced Mr. Aroon into becoming the mistress of this house, didn't you?! You've hurt young master's feelings."

"Wait.. Wait for.. Where can Bik Tika think like that. Bik Tika there's evidence I seduced sir?"

"There is evidence of this and it has been spread among workers. Last night you were holding you and you were making out in the room, weren't you?"

Cyra was speechless hearing the explanation from Tika's bik. "Where does Tika get a photo or a picture of what is it called?"

"From Asih."

"Sir, please look at me." pinta Cyra.

Lazily, Tika turned her body. But he was surprised later. "Lord Cyra what happened to you?"

"Yesterday afternoon I was hit by a bik car while going to the stall."

"Why not tell me?" bik Tika seemed to feel guilty for being so thin on Cyra.

"I passed out and was taken by the residents to the hospital, the night was only Pak Uo and Mr. Aroon came. They have to make a statement with the police because this includes hit-and-run cases. That's why the night I was brought home."

"You're okay, aren't you?"

"It's okay, just blisters, bruises and stitches in my hand. So because my leg hurts, Mr. Aroon helps me by carrying it. It was unexpected that it became the subject of gossip and defamed me."

"So Mr. Aroon took you to your room not to make out but to help you because you couldn't walk."

"It's impossible that Mr. Aroon likes me, a teacher from a simple family" Cyra said. "And also I promised Gio to focus on teaching him and not to disturb his father's personal life."

"Well how ya. The young master had already heard of it and at this moment he was furious."

"Gio knows this rumor bik?"

Bik Tika nodded.

I have to go to Gio and explain everything so he doesn't misunderstand me. I also had to investigate Asih, why he was still wandering outside the house when it was late at night. Cyra rushes towards Gio's room and forgets her hunger.

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