My Love Teacher's

Gara - Because of Mosquitoes

"Thank you, sir." said Cyra.

"For what?"

"To let me go home."

"That's a gift."

"Gift? So next month I can still take time off."

Aroon nodded as he sipped the warm tea in front of him.

"Yes!!!" cyra cried out in delight and made the others startled in astonishment.

"Did you surprise us?"

"So my return this time is a gift from Mr. Aroon, so next month I can still take time off." Cyra excitedly explained.

"If Miss Cyra comes home, I'll come back" said Gio.

"Well young master, we will come again." said Omar and Olif.

Cyra's face changed immediately. It's the same that I don't get time off, it seems like Mr. Aroon deliberately had Gio and the others come with me wherever I went Cyra thought.

"Loved?"

"Heheheh.. No sir." answered Cyra. His smile was very forced.

Heh don't expect you to meet your girlfriend Aroon smiled smirk. He was satisfied to see Cyra's disappointed face.

"Gio, Omar, Olif come on in. It's gonna be night soon."

"Mother mommy soon."

"Eh let's go in. It's candikala, so kids have to enter the house can't wander around or play outside the house."

"What is Cyra's mom?" ask Omar.

"Actually the candikala is the change between the afternoon to the evening time. According to the javanese belief. Candikala is a bad time. It was because of this time that demons and subtle-beings began to come out to disturb mankind. Therefore the children must enter the house."

"Went home? What's wrong, ma'am?" ask Olif.

Cyra was silent, looking to the right and to the left. His eyes looked serious. And a little squinting. "Ssttt don't be loud." in a soft voice he gave a warning.

Aroon almost laughed looking at the serious-looking expression mixed in Cyra's dismay. He knew it was just Cyra's play.

"Mom Cyra don't scare us. What's the matter?" ask Omar.

"There's a creature that you may not want to see in your lifetime." again he squinted with a serious face.

"Mah Mmmahluk what is ma'am?" ask Gio in fear.

"Sstt.. Don't say his name. Kka Kka because they're coming."

"They're ma'am?" asked Omar whose face was turning pale. He remembered the ghost that was on the plantation.

Cyra pointed at something.

"I?" ask Omar

Cyra shook her head.

"Are you ssa ma'am?" ask Olif.

Cyra shook her head again. "Didn't you?"

"Whose mom?" ask Omar again. Gio held on to Omar's pants.

"That."

"Who is that?"

"That's behind you." answered Cyra softly.

Suddenly there was something holding the shoulders of Omar and Olif. Slowly Omar, Olif and Gio looked back slowly.

"Goddessa!!!" yell them together. And run away - the beer goes into the house. Omar and Olif immediately hugged Cyra in fear while Gio immediately jumped into Aroon's lap.

"Hahahhahhh!!!" Cyra laughed out loud - bahak.

"Mom Cyra, what is a demon?" asked Omar whose body was trembling. She hugged Cyra tightly.

"Ouch! Omar, Olyf I can't breathe." cried Cyra. "It's not a ghost but a security section here."

"She's got a creepy face mom!" shouted Olif.

Aroon who saw it became angry let alone Omar and Olif tightly embraced Cyra.

"Hey! Oi! Let's loose. Look at that Cyra can't breathe." Aroon ordered. It's strange why Cyra is silent in the arms of a man like Omar. It's good to hug people think Aroon is annoyed.

"No need for sir! The ghost is still there!"

"Open your eyes you fool!" he forcefully pulled out Omar and Olif's hands. Slowly, the two of them opened their eyes.

"Huff is the leg." Cyra can breathe with relief. But unlike Omar and Olif, they still tremble. "That's Mr. Sapto the village security officer here, it's his duty if the afternoon ensures the safety of the village." explained Cyra. "There are usually reports that some cattle are lost this evening, which is often Chicken. So Mr. Sapto made sure there were no cattle outside."

"Ach ma'am Cyra deliberately scared us." Olif protested, he looked upset.

"Eh who scares you all who are timid anyways I also don't say that it's a demon." Cyra smiled with satisfaction.

"What does this story mean?"

"Let the children enter the house. It's time to worship, teach, and learn."

"It's been.. It's been.." - Lerai Aroon. "Let's go in."

They all went inside. Cyra helped mom prepare dinner. Cyra does not prepare a special menu, he only cooks according to what he has an important clean.

The harvest will be held tomorrow morning.

"Let's have dinner first. After that Mr. Aroon, Gio, Omar and Olif can rest."

"Tomorrow we harvest?"

"It's true that, therefore, rest early because I guarantee that tomorrow is a tiring day."

"Is it really exhausting Phoo?"

"It's real and it's hot."

"Well I'll take a look early."

"Good boy." praised Cyra. "What about you Omar? Olif?"

"Related?"

"I mean mother?"

"Forgot the one before."

Omar and Olif were silent for quite a while. They seemed to think and then look at each other. Shortly thereafter, he was horrified. "Alright we will accompany the young master to sleep."

"Good boy, good girl." Cyra rubbed Omar and Olif's heads.

"Eiemm."

"What's up, sir? Choking?" Cyra deftly took a drink and handed it over. Do not forget spontaneously he poked his nape. "Usually if the nape of the neck choking in the incandescent or pat - pat like this sir."

"It's been.. I'm fine - what."

Cyra returned to her seat and finished dinner. After all, Cyra put a mosquito net on Gio's bed because it only had one. While in the room occupied by Aroon no, he only install mosquito repellent.

"This what?"

"This is called Gio mosquito nets, the goal is for us to sleep well and there are no mosquito bites. Understandably in my house there is no AC so many mosquitoes."

"Yes nih ma'am, from earlier nguing - mguing continues near the ear." said Olif. His hands were busy shaking - ibas to keep the mosquitoes away.

"Nih use it."

"Is this mom?"

"That's a homemade lotion of lavender flowers."

"Get together?"

"Of course, try not to believe."

Omar and Olif applied lavender lotion on her hands and feet.

"It feels cold."

"It's delicious, right?"

"Yes mom's good." replied Olif.

"Yes, you all go to sleep, tomorrow we go to the rice field in the morning so it's not hot."

Cyra immediately came out of the room. The room in Cyra's house has no doors. Only mom and dad's room has a door. Cyra went to the warehouse to prepare the necessary items for the harvest.

"Cyra let's go to sleep, it's night."

"Mom soon."

"Yes, I lived first. Remember don't sleep at night."

"Yes, my mother, dear."

Mom left Cyra alone. He is still struggling with tomorrow's preparations. Usually he does not serepot it but because this time Gio comes along, so have to buy some boots, hand shirts and hats.

When it feels perfect, it leaves immediately. He looked back at the rooms one by one. From Gio's room he checked his slowness installed perfectly. No mosquitoes came to Omar and Olif.

The last Cyra went to the room where Aroon slept. Slowly he opened the curtain of the room which was at once a door.

"Ach yes I forgot to offer lotion to sir." he murmured softly. "The mosquitoes are many."

With tiptoes he approached and ascertained whether there were mosquitoes that bit his master. If there is tomorrow morning he must be angry.

"Wooh why you sleep not wearing clothes anyway. Worth a lot of mosquito bites." Cyra tried to repel the mosquitoes with her hands. "Husha.. Hush go! Go!"

Cyra drew closer to his master so that he could see Aroon's face while sleeping. Hmmm very handsome master when sleeping, praise Cyra in your heart. Not long ago he admired the handsome face of his master, a mosquito perched on the tip of his master's nose.

"Well, why even stay there anyway." slowly Cyra dispelled. But the mosquito prefers to stay on Aroon's nose. He wanted to pat but was afraid to wake his master. After turning the brain, Cyra decided to blow it.

"Huff.. Huff.. Huff.." His efforts haven't come to fruition. He decided to get closer who knew the mosquito would leave soon. It was only a few cent between his face and Aroon's.

"Huffs.. Huff.. Huff." blow it.

"What are you doing?" tanya Aroon arrived - arrived with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

"That's it." Cyra's round eyes widened perfectly. He was shocked and did not expect his master to wake up. "Aad aadda mosquito, sir."

"really?"

Cyra blinked - blurting her eyes. "really."

Aroon pulls Cyra's hand until her body falls on Aroon's body. "Where? Show me?"

"There was a master, but now it's gone. I'm not lying." Cyra tried to remove Aroon's crib.

"You've disturbed my sleep."

"Sorry.. Then excuse me first." Cyra turned her face. Because if faced, his nose will touch. "Can you let me go?"

"Why?"

"Fear when people see it. This position is inappropriate."

"Oh, so you consider Omar more worthy. He hugged you tightly, tighter and closer than this. And you don't mind at all."

"He was scared, sir. So it's spontaneous?"

"This is also spontaneous, no, suddenly there are mosquitoes. So it's okay to cuddle like this. If you're in trouble then you're taking me lower than Omar."

"No sir, that's impossible."

"Same___?"

"ii.. Iiya it's okay, I'll do as you command."

"Good girl." praise Aroon. He stroked Cyra's soft hair.

"Mr___."

"You did that with Omar, too, right?"

"Eh yes."

"So it doesn't matter, does it?"

Cyra nodded slowly. Why can he be this craze he thought inwardly. All because of mosquitoes.

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