My Love Teacher's

I Allow

Ach he's gonna want to see his girlfriend. I can't wait to get home. Eye of Aroon. He continued riding his motorcycle. Kira - I think almost ten minutes Aroon left Cyra alone. Suddenly, he stopped his bike. "Damn!" objurgation. Why do I live alone. Aroon immediately turned around and returned to the hospital.

He searched around the parking lot, apparently the results were nil. He did not find Cyra. Has he gone home by himself. But up what Aroon thought. He finally decided to ask the security guard.

"I'm sorry you saw the girl with her hair on the cepol up, wearing a brown bag, jeans and a blue shirt."

"Wow, I didn't memorize sir. That goes this way a lot."

"All right, excuse me."

Aroon props up his bike. He asked the parking lot in front.

"Excuse me."

"Yes sir."

"Did you see a girl walking alone, her hair on a cepol up, jeans and a blue shirt?"

"Hmmm.. Yep.. Yep.. There was. Just ask me if there's any ojek or angkot passing by."

"Where'd he go?"

"Go that way, sir."

"Thank you for the information."

"The same - same sir."

Immediately Aroon drove his motorbike in the direction indicated by the parking attendant.

Meanwhile...

"This man is how, I was left behind. What's my fault try? Just asking for a three-day leave is not allowed! Moreover, I will also be sick again." grumbled Cyra along the way. "Basar is arrogant, has no feelings."

Cyra exasperatedly exits the hospital, finding out who knows if there is an ojek or public transportation that can take her home. But if it is near evening this angkot is no longer operating. Cyra tried to see the online application but could not connect yet.

He decided to take the road slowly, even though the distance between the hospital and the plantation was almost fifteen kilos. Well, I can make it to night until I think Cyra. His eyes were glazed over as he was very disappointed by Aroon's attitude.

The road to the plantation is indeed quiet because it is a bit far from the residential area. Maybe just a few houses the rest of the trees and a vast expanse of land.

 Tiiinn..! Tiinn..! Tiinn..! The sound of a car horn from behind. Cyra tried to get out of the way, thinking he was blocking the car. However, even though the road to the side of the car still sounds the horn. That made Cyra turn her body around. The light made the glare of his eyes. Who the hell is it asking in the heart.

A man came out of the car.

"Cyra." call her.

"Vano?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm.. I'm from the hospital."

"You sick?"

Cyra shook her head. "No. What are you doing yourself?"

"I'm going home to see you."

"I now live on the farm. So I'm sorry if you can't just be there." subtly reject Cyra. The goal is for Vano not to chase him.

"Frankly, I always thought of you, Cyra."

"It's Vano, don't take it anymore. You're engaged to Sekar." Cyra tried firmly with her attitude.

"I can't Cyra. Don't force me to forget you." said Vano, trying to hold Cyra's hand. But Cyra quickly fended it off. "I can break off the engagement if you ask for it."

"No! I'm not gonna do that!"

"Why!" suddenly the look on Vano's face turned cold. He quickly pulled Cyra's hand. His attitude is very rude.

"Release Vano!" Cyra thrashing - ronta. But the grip is getting stronger. "I said let go! You hurt me!"

"No! I won't let go! Understood!"

"You're why!" Cyra started to panic. He saw around him no one - who. The last house he passed was far away.

"We need to be with Cyra! You have to come with me!" Vano tries to bring Cyra in his arms.

Cyra tried to escape. But Vano is stronger. It makes Cyra feel tight. The only way is to scream for help. "Please! Help u! Help me!" his yell.

Vano immediately smothered him. "Don't yell or I don't hesitate to do more recklessly. You don't want to, do you?" vano Ancam. His eyes glared, and his grinning smile.

It's not Cyra's name if he doesn't give up. He could not see himself being treated badly. Their very close position makes it easier for Cyra to use her legs to kick Vano's private property.

"Bugh."

"Aauuwww." shouted Vano. He grimaced in pain while holding onto his private property.

"Felt!" curse Cyra while venting her emotions. He used the opportunity to escape.

Vano tries to endure the pain after finding out Cyra escaped. "Damn!" Vano is after Cyra. "Hey don't run you Cyra! I'll definitely catch you!"

Cyra who heard that tried to speed up her footsteps. God, I need your help, Cyra prayed to me in my heart. "Please! Help u! Help me!"

"Haha... Keep shouting, baby! There won't be anyone to help you."

My energy was exhausted, Cyra thought to herself. Why is there no one at all. Cyra's footsteps weakened. That's what makes Vano increase his running speed. Dan___

"Aauuw." cried Cyra. Well Vano managed to catch him back.

"Where are you going, baby? Free, I'll catch you." Vano held Cyra as hard as he could. With the rest of the energy Cyra still tried to escape. Till___

"Hey! Release her!" scream someone.

Oh that voice. Well that's Mr. Aroon's voice. "Master! Please sir!" cyra shouted that was like gaining strength again after hearing Aroon's voice.

Immediately Aroon ran over and gave his gaze until Vano fell down. Aroon pulls Vano's collar forcing her to stand up.

"Wake up coward!" Aroon punches him until he hits Vano's nose. That made fresh blood come out of his nose.

"Because it's the same woman! You wanker!" Aroon again launched his kick to make Vano helpless.

"Already sir has. He is powerless." Cyra pulled Aroon's arm. "Let's go, I want to go home."

Aroon and Cyra leave Vano helpless. By riding a motorbike they immediately went home to the plantation.

Several times Cyra wiped her tears that were about to fall. He tried hard in front of Aroon.

"You're okay, what?"

"No sir, I'm fine."

"really?"

"Yes sir. Sir don't worry."

"I'm not worried at all. It's just that I'm afraid that your friend will have a bad influence on Gio."

"Just calm down, I guarantee it won't have any effect."

Aroon was silent again. He glanced back at the rearview mirror and saw that Cyra was no longer crying, only that his face was not as cheerful as usual.

They've arrived. Cyra got off the bike immediately.

"Thank you" said Cyra. "The motor let me return it to Fahri."

"No, let me."

"All right then. Excuse me." Cyra left Aroon alone, which is actually still a lot of things he wants to talk about. But what can I do. This afternoon Cyra spoke only a thousand languages.

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That morning Cyra woke up as usual. He tried to forget what happened yesterday afternoon. He walked into the kitchen.

"It's dry. Just remove the scar."

"Oh thank goodness." said Bik Tika. "Let's have breakfast first. You look a little pale this morning. Eat a lot of it."

"Yes, thank you, bik."

"Oya tumben today does not cook for young master."

"No bik, afraid of bosen. Eat eggs every day." answered Cyra. He did it to avoid Aroon.

Shamsudin came and joined Cyra. "How's your wound?"

"It's good Mr. Uo."

"Thank God" said Syamsudin, as he put rice in his mouth.

"Pak Uo's sick father." said Cyra Lirih.

Shamsudin stopped his activities.

"She? It hurt?"

Cyra nodded. "Yes a broken bone. Next week we're going to harvest."

"Oh my god, why is this so. What are your steps?"

"I've applied for leave to Mr. Aroon. But not allowed. Kan Pak Uo knows that my cut permit can only be used next month again."

"You told me the reason. Who knows, you're so sorry and you can take a day off now."

"Yet. Because you said no, so I broke my intentions."

"Yes, it's like this. I'll try to talk to you, to apply for leave again. Let's just harvest some business."

"Thank you Mr. Uo."

"It's the same - the same."

"Then I go teach first." Cyra immediately left the kitchen. He's headed to the study room. How surprised he was when he got to the front of the room. Aroon leads Gio to study. Huh intention to avoid even met thought Cyra dongkol.

"Mrs Cyra." Gio slid into Cyra's arms.

"For Gio."

"Morning." Gio smiled sweetly.

"Hmm this morning you look handsome."

Gio smile. "That's Phoo. Miss Cyra said I was handsome. Phoo lost and had to buy me chocolate."

"okay.. Okay.. I admit defeat." Aroon glanced towards Cyra. But Cyra shifted her eyes.

"Yes, let's learn Gio first. Said you wanted to learn a language."

"Oh yes. Come on, Miss Cyra."

Cyra holds Gio's tiny hand into the classroom. He passed through Aroon just like he didn't exist.

Damnit damnit! He ignored me. Brave is also the courage of Aroon in the heart.

Cyra was only ignorant and completely ignored his existence. He continued to teach Gio, Omar and Olif.

Aroon angrily left them headed for the plantation.

He vented his frustration by hoeing. The workers were astonished because Aroon was hoeing full of emotion.

"Master why?"

"Don't know Mr. Sham."

"Who is he angry?"

'We don't know. After from the house the master is already like that."

"Continue your work. I'll approach sir."

The workers resumed their work.

"Sir."

"Heh... Heh.. What's up Sham?" asked Aroon whose breath was puffing.

"I want to talk to you for a minute, sir."

Aroon stopped his activities. He wiped the sweat that soaked his forehead. "We're there."

Shamsudin followed Aroon's steps as they sat in the gazebo.

"What's wrong?"

Shamsudin poured Aroon a drink and gave it to him. Aroon immediately drank the drink.

"So this is it, sir. Cyra's father had an accident."

"Accident?"

"Master. He fell from a tree and broke a bone. Next week they have to harvest. And you know that Cyra can't get permission to leave. So he asked for my help to help his father harvest. Can I apply for another leave?" pinta Shamsudin in a soft voice. "That's only three days, sir."

"Why didn't he ask me directly?"

"It was, but the master refused." replied Shamsudin.

Ah yes, I forgot. Yesterday he had asked to advance his leave but I was already angry without even listening to his reasons. It is fitting that today he is angry and does not care for me Aroon thought.

"I'll see him." Aroon moved from his seat.

"Master.. Just a minute, sir. Please don't be mad at him."

"No, I'm just talking to him."

Shamsudin lets Aroon find Cyra. He could not prevent Aroon because his position was only as a worker there.

Aroon walked towards the study room. From outside the sayup - I heard the sound of Cyra teaching English.

"Can I talk?"

Cyra turned towards the door where Aroon was standing. He looked at his watch.

"There's still an hour, sir. After I finish teaching, I'll see you."

"Attent." Aroon who looked sharply made the stubborn nature of Cyra become weak.

"Gio, Omar and Olif please do the fifteen-page thing. I'm out first."

"Well, Miss Cyra" they answered.

Cyra followed Aroon's steps.

"Why don't you tell me that your father was in an accident?"

"Did you give me a chance?"

"Okay now I'll give you a chance."

Cyra sighed in annoyance if she remembered the events of that time. "I'm allowed to apply for leave because I want to help my father harvest. It only took me three days, sir." Cyra explained quickly and briefly because frankly he was still lazy with Aroon.

"Okay, I'll let you."

Cyra's eyes widened, his mouth slightly gaping as if he could not believe what he heard.

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