My Love Teacher's

Thank You Sir

Cyra had laid her body on the bed, she had already laid out the clothes she was going to bring tomorrow. His smile still adorned his face. He did not expect that Mr. Aroon would allow it. He must rectify his judgment of his master. Cyra can't wait for tomorrow and of course misses mother's cooking.

This time he did not bring by - because of the sudden, on leave alone he was grateful. Cyra began to close her eyes.

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This morning Cyra was very excited, she immediately took a shower and prepared to go to the terminal. Before leaving he will say goodbye to Aroon, Gio and all the workers in the main house.

"Bus."

"Eh Cyra, where are you going with that big bag?"

"Hehehh.. I'm going home to bik."

"May you be the same sir?"

"By bik. I asked permission to advance my leave time. My father was in an accident and couldn't harvest rice, so I went home to help him."

"I pray that your father will recover soon."

"Thank you bik." Cyra hugs Tika's bik. "I'll go first."

"No, no breakfast first."

"Later on the bus, afraid of being late."

Cyra immediately went to Aroon's study but it was strange, he didn't find . Usually Aroon's morning hours will work in the room to check the administration. Cyra decides to go to Gio's room but it turns out that there he also doesn't find anyone - anyone including Omar and Olif.

"Any, how lonely? Where is this?" cyra Guman. He saw the clock and the time had shown at seven while the bus left at eight, Cyra had to hurry. Yes, I just went straight away last night, you also know that I went home, he thought later.

Cyra headed to the front door because her Pak Uo was waiting in front. Last night Syamsudin said he would take her to the terminal.

"Why is there a car in front? Doesn't Mr. Uo want to take me on a motorbike." muttered Cyra. It opens the door and___

"Surprise!!!" yelled Gio, Omar and Olif.

"Well, you guys are here?" Cyra smiled and hugged Gio.

"Mom Cyra is looking for us?" ask Gio.

"Yes, I want to say goodbye. I'm going home, just three days."

"Mrs Cyra don't have to say goodbye to us" Omar said

"Why?"

"Because we're going to join Miss Cyra back home!" shouted Olif. "Yeahy."

"really?"

"Yes Miss Cyra" replied Gio.

"Hmmm. I'm glad you're gonna help me harvest rice."

"Yeeaayy." They cheered together and even made the duck dance they used to pull together - the same when playing the challenge.

"Let's go. Let's go!" cyra shouted as she raised her hand as the group's commando headed towards the car. Cyra walked in front following Gio, Omar and Olif. He then opened the car door and again he was surprised.

"Master?!" he is shocked by Aroon's presence in the car. "Kok___."

"Yes, cyra, we will go together" Omar replied

"With master?" cyra asked because she didn't believe what she saw.

"Yes of course, it was the master who invited us to come" said Olif

"But___." Cyra is still confused.

"Come on, the plane is leaving soon." Aroon ordered.

"Aircraft? I'm taking the master bus, here's the ticket."

"Airplane is faster."

"But my ticket?"

"Have thrown it away, the bus was too long. Pity Gio for being tired on the road."

Cyra shook her head - in disbelief. His surprised expression was still not lost. Actually it made Aroon want to laugh but he held it for his pride.

Oh my god, I was really surprised, Cyra said.

"Mom Cyra don't be dumb, let's go up." take Gio who's already sitting next to Aroon.

I don't want him to go up immediately. Cyra and Olif sit in the back while Omar sits in the front.

"Let's go!" omar shouted that made everyone laugh with his funny behavior.

The car immediately drove to the airport. During the trip Cyra seemed restless, wanted to put where they all were. The house has only three rooms where it is small in size. Do they feel at home later. If you sleep in a hotel a little far from his house, because the location of his house is on the edge.

"Hmmm, sorry sir why would you want to go to my house?"

"Can't you?"

"Oh of course you can, it's an honor if you want to pay a visit to my club."

"Keep."

"Ehmm like this sir, my house is small. I'm afraid sir is uncomfortable."

"I'm used to living in the wild, it doesn't matter to me sleeping anywhere."

"How about Gio, can he?"

"It has to be."

"I'm happy to be with Phoo, so sleep wherever I want." said Gio.

"Oh, all right." said Cyra. "I'd be relieved if you all wouldn't mind sleeping on the hut."

"Is there a wolf's howl at night, ma'am?" ask Omar

"Haha... Not Omar. I don't live in the woods." replied Cyra who was amused by Omar's question. "Maybe the crickets sound."

"How does a cricket sound?" ask Gio.

"Emmm... Crick! Crick! Crick!" Cyra mimicked the voice of the Crickets while tickling Gio who was sitting in front of him.

"Haha.. Geli ma'am. Stopit! I'm ticklish! Haha." huh."

"I want to sit in the back with Miss Cyra, can't Phoo?" Gio asked permission.

"Cyra you move ahead." orders Aroon.

"Oh well sir. A moment." Cyra moved from her seat to move beside Aroon. Gio sat on his lap.  "You want to study until we get to the airport?"

"I want to."

"Good boy." praised Cyra. "Sorry sir if we're a little noisy later."

"It's okay."

Cyra immediately gave Cyra a lesson about the types of public transportation commonly used by city and village people. Apparently there are some that Gio does not know, because it is rarely encountered. Only in certain areas such as Dokar, Lori, Gethek, Bentor.

Didn't feel they had reached the airport, they immediately went through the inspection and could get on the plane. This time Cyra went up in the clas business. This was also his first time sitting bi business class. When he left yesterday to Bogor he sat in the economy, that's all he was grateful to have been able to get on a plane.

After taking an hour and thirty minutes they finally arrived in the city of Surabaya.

"Welcome to my city." Cyra's face looks radiant - series. He immediately called a taxi that would transport them all to his house. Before boarding the plane, he called his mother to tell her that he had arrived this time with Mr. Aroon and Gio. Cyra asks her friend for help to send her mattress to her house. The distance between the airport and his house is only taken by thirty minutes.

"Well that master is my home." Cyra pointed to the house that was dominated by Joglo-shaped wood. The house is not large but looks beautiful with some flowers and mango trees in front of the house. "Let's all go inside, sorry little house."

"I love Cyra's house."

"really?" ask Cyra. Gio nodded. "Thank you Gio." Cyra rubbed the soft shoots of Gio's head.

"Cyra." call someone. Spontaneous Cyra turned her head and immediately hugged her.

"Mom, Dad, I miss." Cyra tightened her arms to her parents.

"Dad's good to see you go home, Cyra."

"Yes, I miss you too." replied Mom. "Eh it's gone, shame on the guests."

Cyra took off her arms and took her parents to meet Aroon and Gio. "Father mother, this is Mr. Aroon the plantation owner. The boss is Mr. Uo and me. While this is Gio, the only son of Mr. Aroon and my disciple."

Mom and Dad both cheered them up. And as usual Mr. Aroon's expressionless face made Cyra's parents awkward.

Cyra immediately turned her attention. "Well, this is Omar and Olif, who are responsible for Gio. They're both my most obnoxious students."

"Although recalcitrant but most can make Miss Cyra curled - pingkal" said Omar. "Other than see my duck dance." Omar began to show his mandatory dance to make father and mother laugh.

"Eh Already Omar. Let's get the bag inside. Out of the heat." Cyra ordered.

"Let's go in, Mr. Aroon." I'll let you know.

Cyra's house is very simple and far from luxurious, but quite comfortable occupied. This house feels so warm. It could be felt by Aroon. He remembered his home when Davira was around.

Cyra began to show them a room to sleep in. "It's a room for master, sorry this used to be my room so the bed is small."

Aroon spread his gaze. Indeed a small bed and also without a door there is only a curtain. Cyra put Aroon's bag inside.

"Master can put clothes in the closet. The closet is empty. Do I need to help?"

"No, let me be alone."

"I'll excuse you then."

"Where are you sleeping?"

"Later both my parents, all let go of longing."

Cyra comes out and takes Gio to the room opposite Aroon's room. "This is the room of the three of you. I'm sorry Omar, Olif had you guys sleeping downstairs. There are two floor mattresses you can use."

"Let's just calm, Miss Cyra, we're comfortable and also happy to be able to come to Cyra's house" Olif said.

"Thank you Olif.

Cyra left them in the room. He helps the mother in the kitchen to prepare lunch. Once all was ready, he immediately called all of them.

"Nah Gio, this is called pecel clover, and the black broth is Rawon and this egg knows. Which one do you want?"

"Know eggs?"

Cyra immediately got Gio tofu eggs.

"Sir, what do you want?"

"Rawons."

Cyra took the rice and doused it with Rawon gravy and some meat with sprouts and salted eggs. "You want sambal?" asked Cyra and Aroon nodded.he quickly picked up the aroon sambal.

"How do you cook, sir." asked the mother.

"Nob."

Mom smiled proudly. Especially seeing their guests eating.

This afternoon they sat in the terrace and enjoyed a warm tea. Dad had a break in the room, mom accompanied him because sometimes I asked for massage. Gio, Omar and Olif play swings made from truck tires. That was Cyra's toy when she was a kid. Aroon watched them.

"Omar take care of Gio."

"Good sir."

"Don't swing fast - tight,"

"No sir, it's slow" Olif replied

"Ach Phoo is no fun!" Gio protest.

"That's been a long time, Gio. I'm afraid it's fragile."

"Things said by Phoo. That was my swing when I was your age. Although the rope has been replaced but the supporting tree is also old. It has been twenty years that the tree has grown." said Cyra from behind with a plate of fried gemblong. It's put on the table. "Please sir."

"What's this?"

"Fried bellong. Ehmmm made of sticky rice and coconut."

Aroon put it in his mouth. "Sweety."

"The weed is from the coconut grater inside."

I don't think Aroon is two out. It makes Cyra happy. Although the cuisine served is very simple far from the word luxury but can be accepted by Aroon and others has made Cyra happy.

"Thank you, sir." said Cyra.

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