My Love Teacher's

New Clothes Less Material

Uh we finally got there. Thank goodness we haven't had dinner. So I'm not getting angry, sir. Cyra put some groceries in her room and immediately took a shower.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

"Yes a minute." Cyra opened the door.

"Night Miss Cyra."

"What's Omar?"

"Called master in the den."

"Oh, a minute." Cyra tidied her hair and then locked the room door. He followed Omar's steps. "Omar, why did you call me?"

"Lacking Cyra's knowledge, Olif was also called."

Well, don't you know that I met Biantara.

They arrived at the workroom. There was Olif and Gio sitting there.

"Master called me?"

"Yes, sit down."

Cyra sat down next to Gio.

"Where are the clothes you bought?"

"There's in master's room." answered Cyra.

"Sir, I guarantee you will be surprised by the appearance of the new Miss Cyra." said Olif with high confidence.

"Devil, must be the taste of the villagers." Omar sneered.

"Oh.. Dare to insult you ya kurut." swear Olif.

"Who's missing?!" omar's eyes glared.

"You! Who else!" Olif doesn't want to lose. He also glared at Omar

"Already! It's already! Why are you guys fighting?" shout Aroon. "Cyra's wearing the clothes you bought earlier, I want to see."

"Everyone sir?"

"Yes everything."

Cyra immediately changed clothes with Olif's help.

"Olif why is it so short?"

"This is Cyra's new model. It doesn't look sexy."

"If you are angry how? I'm wearing clothes like this this this this time."

"Mom Cyra take it easy, I guarantee you won't be angry. Let's surprise them." Olif pulls Cyra's hand. He could not wait to see the reaction of the men seeing Cyra.

"Mr Aroon, the young master and Omar, here comes the new appearance of Miss Cyra" Olif said, letting Cyra in.

Cyra wore hot pans with a sabrina-style top and showed off her white shoulders, sexy neck. Coupled with a midget hair on anyone who saw it would want to bite his neck.

"Mom Cyra.. Woooww." Omar was amazed. He held both thumbs up to give an assessment.

"Bu Cyra is cool and se___." Gio has not finished his sentence, Omar immediately shut his mouth. He knew what Gio was going to say.

Aroon is fascinated by Cyra's appearance. But he immediately awoke from the entanglement of the charm. He sees Cyra as a seductive adult woman. Aroon immediately got up from her seat, walked up to Cyra and covered her body with the jacket she was wearing. "Olif, what the fuck is this!"

"Why sir?"

"What clothes did you buy for Cyra?"

"Yes mister's regular clothes, that's the latest model trend. Good to wear Cyra's mom? In fact Omar and the young master praised him."

"Can't! Cyra can't wear this shirt while teaching Gio."

"Well sir, later Miss Cyra can use if we walk - plantation roads or roads outside."

"Can't!" aroon shouted, he was still covering Cyra's exposed body. Even though he was half dead withholding his wish. "It's too open! How can you buy clothes lacking this material?"

"Master.. Mr.." call Cyra.

"Yes why?"

"Why do I keep hold of it?"

"I'm covering your body from this material-less shirt."

"Yes I know, I'll change clothes then."

"Can't!"

Cyra frowned. "Can't you?"

Aware of his fallacy Aroon immediately explained the meaning of his words. "I mean I can't wear this shirt anymore. Change quickly!" Aroon's orders. He half-dead held back the mischievous desire from within him. Oh it turns out that this 36 C is sexy as well as her body shape Aroon thought in his heart.

Olif was a little disappointed. Though Olif really likes the appearance of Cyra now. More modern and beautiful. But because you don't like what you can do.

"If Miss Cyra wears this nice shirt" said Olif while folding clothes. A disappointed look on Olif's face.

"Maybe it's good that I wear it, but if I wear it while teaching Gio, it doesn't seem right."

"Yes in a relaxing time."

"If at home alone might be okay - what Olif. But this is a farm of many male workers. Fear of even inviting harassment."

"Yes, too, ma'am. Why don't I think that way."

"Not whatwhat. I'm sure Mr. Aroon appreciates your goodwill. And I'm so grateful that you picked a nice shirt."

"Yes the same - same Miss Cyra."

The two of them returned to Aroon's study. Aroon was calmer and he sat down at his desk. Omar looked disappointed.

"Mrs Cyra."

"Yes Omar."

"Seeing Miss Cyra wearing that shirt reminds me of something." she said

"Cow. The body of a white mother is like a cow."

"Huhahhahhh...!" Gio, Omar and Olif laughed together.

Aroon did not like Omar's words. Spontaneously he threw a pen and hit his head.

The plot!

"Ouch." he shouted.

"Don't talk carelessly."

"Joking sir." replied Omar as he rubbed his head that was hit by the pen throw.

"Thankuratin so if you have the mouth is guarded, do not just come from mangap aja." Olif sneered.

"Nih mangap's. Haha!" Omar pointed his mouth right in the face.

"Rotten uh! Your mouth smells of petai!" olyph shouted while covering his nose.

"Heh, feel the smell of my mouth, I haven't brushed my teeth for three days."

"Scook!" olif

Joking around they made the atmosphere not tense anymore.

"Hmm sorry sir."

"What's wrong?"

"So that afternoon there was an incident and I could have sworn it was not a coincidence" Cyra said.

"What incident?"

"So when we want to go home from the culinary in the Bogor palace. I accidentally ran a car. I really didn't accidentally master because it was a full parking lot and a lot of people were passing by."

"You're okay, what?"

"We're both fine - just___."

"What's free?"

"The problem is the owner of the car we're driving."

"Who?"

"Mr Biantara, sir."

"What!" shout Aroon. "Why do you have business with him!" Aroon kicked the table in annoyance.

"We were really not intentionally sir."

"You should have avoided it."

"Avoiding what you mean? This is the first time I know and know Biantara. If Olif doesn't tell me who he is, I don't know if he's in trouble with you either."

Aroon was silent, well Cyra did not know who the man thought he was. "What's the damage?"

'Just a little scuff on the bumper, sir." replied Cyra.

"But strange sir." said Omar. "Kok tumben tuan Biantara is in tourist attractions. Why try?"

"Maybe he has a business." replied Olyf.

"If the business meeting was in a restaurant or in an office, Olif's a moron."

"About!" Olif hit Omar's arm slowly.

"He's right what you said Omar."

"I mean master he was on purpose?"

Aroon just fell silent, he did not give an answer to Cyra's question. He is in his own thinking. Why would her enemies follow Cyra. "You go out and rest, this problem will be solved by Shamsudin and Sulaiman."

"Okay sir." replied the four of them together.-same.

They went out and went to their rooms. Cyra changed her clothes with a nightgown. Because it was so hot tonight it might rain, Cyra decided to wear a two-piece nightgown with spaghetti rope sleeves that Olif had also bought. Huh indeed Olif's tastes are all open. But because of this position he was in his own bedroom so no problem.

Cyra laid down her body that felt tired. He must immediately rest because he asked Gio to study outside, he wanted to know nature. Cyra had difficulty closing her eyes even though she had AC turned on but not too cold. He heard the slurp - the sound of lightning coming from rain. Cyra glanced towards the wall clock, the time already showing at eleven o'clock in the evening, but her thoughts were still about her meeting with Biantara.

Thinking about it again seems intentional. The car is not parked there, but why the Biantara car can get into the motorcycle parking. Because he was panicking, he could not see the real situation. Ach why did I not think calmly as usual regret Cyra.

"Duuuaharrr!!!" the sound of lightning was quite loud. And the lights suddenly went out. "Duuaharrr!!! Iid!!!" the sound of lightning kept rumbling.

Cyra turned on the flashlight on her phone. He decided to check on Gio's room.

"Aaaccchhh!!!" a scream was heard from Gio's room.

"That's Gio's voice." he muttered. Half-running Cyra headed to Gio's room. And it turns out Aroon also looks out of the room. They were all going to Gio's room.

"Gio sir's voice."

"Yes I heard it too." Aroon with a tense face opened the room door. I don't know why the screams don't sound anymore. "Sepy."

"We're just going in."

They both enter with heart. Just one step arrived - Cyra's feet were like something hairy. He pointed his flashlight down to confirm what he had stepped on.

Whatisthis? Brown like this Dog or Cat Cyra thinks. He was very panicked because the dark made him unable to think clearly. "Aaacchhh!!!" yells

"What's wrong?"

Cyra jumped up and hugged Aroon's body, his legs tightening at Aroon's waist. "There's a master dog."

"Where?"

"Below."

"There can't be a dog."

Suddenly the lights came back on. Aroon fixed his gaze on the adjustment between dark and light. He was very surprised by what he saw. Damn again - again clothes lacking materials.

"What did Miss Cyra and Phoo do?" shout Gio.

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