My Love Teacher's

Take a Shower, You Smell Dirt

"What's up, Mr. Sulaiman."

"Sit down."

Cyra followed Sulaiman's orders. They were silent for a while, because Sulaiman lit a cigarette.

"Do you mind if I smoke?"

"No. But if I may give you some advice."

"What?"

"Smoke less, considering Sulaiman's age is almost the same as my father's."

"Haha... You are a girl with principles. It's true that you're Syamsudin's family."

Cyra blushed in shame, indeed sometimes if there is something that does not fit her mouth like release. "Sorry, Mr. Sulaiman."

"It's also good if people have principles, but you have to know how to put yourself."

"What does Sulaiman mean?"

"You're new to the estate, so don't be too arrogant with your opinion."

"I am increasingly ignorant of what Mr. Sulaiman says. What rogan?"

"Cyra, this plantation was built by Mr. Aroon and Madame Davira. Madame Davira is a very gentle and loving person. That's what makes this plantation grow so fast. So I beg you not to be corrupted by your opinions that can harm this plantation. Don't ruin the dreams of the late madam Davira."

Cyra let out a long sigh, he finally knew the direction Sulaiman spoke.

"In the hearts of the workers Madame Davira will not be replaced by any woman." continued Sulaiman. "Since you came to the plantation many problems have come to change."

"I'm sorry, if my opinion was less pleasing in the heart of Mr. Sulaiman. I have no intention of capturing Mr. Aroon's attention at all nor of taking the place of Madame Davira. My intention from the beginning was to teach Gio to be a proud child. Frankly I'm very concerned about Gio who's like a lack of affection." Cyra explained. "The matter that happened on the estate had actually been going on for a long time only to be revealed when I came. Like Asih, I'm sure he's been doing that for a long time. Maybe he used to do that, but after my arrival he considered it a threat. Mr Sulaiman knows why?"

"I don't know."

"Because I got Gio's trust. I was the first teacher to successfully teach Gio without a fight. If I got the trust of Gio automatically people - people would have thought I would get the trust also from the master. And it's a threat by people who are slowly trying to destroy the plantation."

Sulaiman was silent for a while, He seemed to realize his stupidity all along. He was too tired to be alert. It turned out that those who wanted to destroy the plantation did so in a subtle way. "I'm sorry. I'm too stupid."

"There's nothing wrong, Mr. Sulaiman and don't apologize. I know you love this farm so much. So let's fight together."

"You're right Cyra."

"Okay one more."

"What's that?"

"Actually from the beginning I was able to read the plan of the perpetrator. The purpose of them is the sacking of workers in large quantities because of the drug. So that the news will spread and make the good name of this plantation tainted."

"Yes.. Ja.. Again you are right." said Sulaiman. "Now we can't let our guard down."

Cyra smiled happily because Sulaiman was already able to accept all his thoughts.

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It has been a week since the discovery of evidence in Asih's room. Urine examination of workers has also been done from two hundred workers only five people who are positive drug users. It is possible that Asih has just done the action so that there are not many victims. Moreover, drugs are difficult to get. Five workers were in rehabilitation and were still given the opportunity to work again on the plantation.

Today Cyra's schedule controls his stitches. The plan is later that afternoon after teaching Gio he will go to the hospital. He has registered online.

"Mom Cyra we're gonna make what?" ask Gio.

"Before I got hit didn't I promise you to make fertilizer? Well that's what we're gonna do today."

"Yeay Mae Davira's flowers will thrive." Gio cheered in excitement.

"What kind of fertilizer are we going to make?" ask Omar.

"This fertilizer is our own making and there are absolutely no chemicals. So you have to work hard." said Cyra. "We're going to make manure and compost."

"What's the basic material, ma'am?" ask Olif.

"Follow me." Cyra turned around and went somewhere. Gio, Omar and Olif followed him from behind.

"Where are we going?" whispered Olif

"Sstdh.. Be quiet don't protest too much." replied Omar.

"I'm not protesting, but why is it like a cattle ranch." Olif closed his nose because he already smelled the stench of his cow cage.

"Yes you're right."

Cyra then stopped his steps, he was already used to the smell so freely he gave an explanation.

"Wear this." Cyra handed her a mask, hat, boots and rubber gloves.

"What's mom doing?" ask Olif curious.

"Use it first."

The three of them obeyed Cyra's orders. After everyone put on the full attribute, Cyra immediately explained her point.

"We're going to make manure. Fertilizer cage is made of animal feces such as Cow, Buffalo, Chicken. Well because we here have a Cow farm, the Cow manure that we will later use as a base material to make manure."

"What! Ahuoekkk!" shouted Olif. "I can't stand Cyra's smell. We'll just change the others."

"If you're not used to it yet Olif, but later on I'm sure you can adapt" said Cyra. "What about you, Gio?"

"I'm fine what Miss Cyra. There's a mask."

"Good." praise Cyra. "What about you Omar?"

"Oh I'm a real man, I'm very strong. That smell is nothing." Omar bragged in front of Olif.

Exasperated by Omar's arrogance, Olif took a bit of cow dung with a wooden twig and put it right in front of Omar's nose. "See feel!" shouted Olif.

"Huo! Ahuoekk!" omar vomited - vomited.

"Hahahahhh." Everyone laughed at Omar who was vomiting - vomiting and staggering.

"Take a look at you!" threaten Omar while bringing cow dung to Olif.

"Mom Cyra protect me." Olif takes cover behind Cyra's back.

"Eh.. It's been.. It's." Already." Cyra's trying to break up. "If you keep joking when we start making fertilizer."

Finally Omar relented, he stopped the action.

"A lot of mama."

"Yes because flowers - flowers and some plants a lot that need to be fertilized. Let's get started."

Cyra helps Gio collect a sack of shit, Omar a sack and Olif a sack. Everything works fast.

From a distance Aroon saw their activities. He was quite amazed by what Cyra did until his favorite son wanted to collect cow dung. He decided to approach them.

"What are you guys doing?"

"We're making Phoo manure."

"Phoo will help." Aroon's remark made Gio very happy. He was ready to open his shirt.

"Wait!" shouted Cyra. "Please if you want to help the shirt does not need to be taken off. There were two unmarried women. Isn't that Olif?"

"Heheheh.. Sorry Miss Cyra I disagree, if you want to take off the shirt please." replied Oly while blushing. "Lumayan there's a handsome guy here, rather than looking at the ugly one constantly" Olif said as he glanced at Omar.

Aroon smiled mockingly. "See? You're the only one who thinks."

Damn, Olif didn't help me. Lord, strengthen my heart, prayer Cyra. Finally inevitably he saw again the body of Aroon the jar. Ah stupid time.

With Aroon's help quickly three sacks had been filled with Cow manure.

Cyra's already set up a place to make cow dung storage.

"This cow dung will be put in a container, then topped in bran."

"What is bran?" ask Gio.

"Horse food." answered Aroon.

"Failure, a hundred for Mr. Aroon" said Cyra. "After giving bran. Then we flush with the EM4 solution."

"What is EM4?" ask Omar.

"It is a solution containing phosphorous solvent bacteria that serves as a natural decomposer of organic matter. Cows contain more phosphorus than other animals such as Goats, Buffaloes or Chickens." Cyra spoke at length.

Strange, he explained at length like that but not at all boring. Gio should be at home following his lessons, Aroon thought in his heart.

"Now please Omar take the water for about ten liters, put it in this bucket."

"Ready miss Cyra" replied Omar who followed a respectful attitude like a military soldier. Omar quickly finished the order and returned to show off in front of Olif.

"Cuih! That's just proud. Everyone can too." Olif sneered.

Cyra just smiled. "Gio you can put this solution in twenty drops. Slow down - slow down."

Gio deftly did Cyra's command. That's what makes Aroon proud. That's my boy.

"Slow down - slow down."

"Good ma'am."

Cyra noticed the look on Aroon's face that seemed happy with Gio's development. Hmm Mr. Aroon looks handsome, uiihh his body is very stocky. Must be lofty and loud praise Cyra in your heart. He repeatedly swallowed his mouth.

"It's mom" said Gio who broke his daydream.

"Oh yeah hard."

"What's so hard, Miss Cyra?" ask Omar to be surprised.w

"Well.. Oh.. Uh that's what I mean, Mr. Aroon is trying hard."

"Me?" ask Aroon.

"nothing. I mean Gio's trying hard."

"Basic!" grouse Aroon.

"The water has been mixed well. So we set it aside first. Now we're gonna do the cow dung." said Cyra. "Please Mr. Aroon and Omar pour that shit in this container. We'll flatten it."

Cyra, Gio and Olif squat near the container to flatten while Aroon and Omar pour from above. After all Aroon said, shake the sack. But it turns out that there is still in it, so that the dirt falls right over Cyra's head.

"Yetin!!!" hysterically shouted Cyra, her hair full of cow dung.1. "What are you doing?!"

"Oops, sorry cyra. L'm.. I___."

"I what! Master must be on purpose, right?!" Cyra looked furious. Teeth crackling.

"I swear it was unintentional. I didn't know there was any dirt inside."

"lik! Watch out!"

"Hey I'm your master, be polite."

"Stupid time!" Cyra took a handful of cow dung and threw it into Aroon's chest.

"Oh dare you yes!" Aroon took the grass for feed The cow prepared to throw it.

Cyra walked backwards. "Even sir. No!" please run away while running away. It was a chase - a chase.

"War!!!" shouted Omar who also threw bran at Olif's body.

"Ofra!!!" shouted Olif.

Omar, Olif and Gio did not want to lose. They also do the chase.

Meanwhile Cyra whose run was not so tight was easily caught by Aroon. With just one hand Aroon pulled Cyra's waist and hugged her from behind. The other hand hit Cyra on the head with grass.

"Not even sir!"

"No mercy to you. Ahahahahhh!" Aroon enjoyed the moment. She hugged Cyra from behind. A tight hug so Cyra doesn't wince anymore.

"Even sir. I gave up." he said with a stingy breath.

"Good."

Cyra stop thrashing - ronta. But Aroon seemed reluctant to let go of his embrace. That's too comfortable. A few minutes they were in that position. Till___

"Sir, let me go." she asked softly.

As if awakened from his actions and embarrassed, making Aroon's attitude awkward. "Bring there, you smell shit."

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