My Love Teacher's

Pulang Kampung's

Cyra's leave has arrived. This morning he was going back to Surabaya. In accordance with his agreement with Aroon and Cyra considered it not necessary to say goodbye. This time he really went home alone without Gio, Omar or Olif. Well it does feel lonely, let alone his return brings disappointment. Who knows by returning to his hometown he can gather his strength to be more courageous.

After he finished checking all the items he was going to bring home, Cyra immediately came out.

"I want to come." whine Gio.

"Your father won't let Gio, I don't want to get angry anymore."

"Where did Miss Cyra know that you wouldn't let me come?"

"Your father is busy. When I let her go home she didn't react to anything, Gio."

"Hayo to be honest, Miss Cyra doesn't want me to come, does she?"

"It's not like that Gio, the situation is not conducive. Your father was often angry with me. And I don't want any more trouble." said Cyra. He tried to explain as subtly as possible so that Gio understood what was going on right now. "If your father's not busy, we'll go together again, okay?"

"All right."

"Mrs Cyra sends our greetings to our mother and neighbors" Omar said.

"So ma'am don't forget, bring a lot of jenang." said Olif. "Ah I actually want to swim in that river again, the water is clear and cold."

Cyra smiled. "Yes.. Yes, definitely." answered Cyra.

Her Pak Uo is already waiting in front. This time Cyra went home on the bus. Deep down he wished for a surprise from his master. But it doesn't seem like it's going to happen.

"Are you ready?"

"Here" answered Cyra who was already piggybacking and wearing a helmet. "We're leaving, Mr. Uo."

With Syamsudin riding the speed of the motorbike, Cyra extended her hand to Gio, Omar and Olif. Disappointment is in their eyes. Actually Cyra also did not have the heart to leave them, but what power he needs calmness. Cyra slowly wiped her tears

"If you do not want to go home, you do not need to go home" said Syamsudin arrived - arriving as if he was experiencing severe problems.

"I'm fine."

"I'm just heartfelt with Miss Denisha. I noticed he often made trouble with you. What's up?"

"I don't know why he's making trouble with me."

"Miss Denisha has always been jealous of women close to her master. And you're close to him now."

"But you didn't pay attention to me."

"No, but sir believes in you. It's hard for people to gain the trust of the master."

Cyra was silent. He examined the words of his Pak Uo.

"Sir Uo, has Miss Denisha ever made such a problem today?"

"Ever, especially when the master is in a relationship with the mistress."

"But Madam is Miss Denisha's sister, there's no way she's hostile to her own brother."

"Miss Denisha is stubborn and arrogant, so you prefer Madame Davira. And it turns out that Miss Denisha hasn't changed at all. My message heart - Hate Cyra. Far away from him."

"Good Mr. Uo."

Without feeling they have reached the terminal.

"When you get there, tell me."

"Good Mr. Uo."

'Yes send your father and mother's greetings."

"Well, I'll tell you." Cyra immediately kissed Mr. Uo's hand and went on a bus.

If using the bus, the distance is quite long about fifteen hours. But all of that was enjoyed by Cyra.

Meanwhile...

"Young master don't have to be sad" Omar said, trying to cheer up.

"There hasn't been half a day I've missed Cyra's mom."

"To learn, sir, let's forget."

'I mean, I just learned to remember that Cyra keeps on."

"We make a fun game. How's it?" olif.

"No, I don't want to."

Gio was still moody on the front porch.

"Hey Phoo's hero. What are?"

"Who was kangen with Miss Cyra? Omar represented Gio who was lazy to ask.

"What if Miss Cyra doesn't say goodbye to you?"

"No."

"Lied, Miss Cyra told me she was saying goodbye to Phoo but Phoo didn't care about it."

"Did he say that." Aroon tried to remember - to remember.

"Phoo is too busy and not attentive to Miss Cyra."

"I'm sorry Phoo. The end of this is a lot of delivery of our gardens abroad. Phoo must really ensure the quality of our goods" said Aroon. "Lantas what Phoo has to do to make you happy again."

Hearing Aroon's words, Gio lamgsung smiled. "We're after Cyra."

"Again." cried Omar and Olif together.

Aroon just kept quiet, honestly he wanted to catch up himself to it. Wanting to enjoy her own time with Cyra the end - the end of this always makes her unsettled. He wants to establish closeness again after some misunderstanding occurs between them. But for the sake of his only child, he would not want to have to obey his wishes. "All right, we're leaving tomorrow."

"Yeahy!" yelled Gio who immediately hugged Aroon. "Thank you Phoo."

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In the afternoon Cyra arrived home, and her father and mother greeted her with a pang of love. It just so happens that my father has healed and can move back in the rice field.

"Loh, you came alone to?"

"Yes is mom. Who wants to come back home."

"Woh, I have to do a rectification in WA group."

"When you want to tell me to go home, I think Mr. Aroon and his family came here as well. So I've been woro-woro to mommy if the handsome master wants to come here."

"Oh, I don't make trouble dong."

"In the WA group until the concussion, many mothers - mothers who go to the salon."

"Well, that must be a problem."

"Where is this?" ask the confused mother.

"Your mother said she couldn't believe it." said the father, sipping a cup of coffee in front of her. "I am also at the protest of the fathers."

"I can."

"They were all restless because the mothers were busy dressing up, the effect of the father - the father was no one to serve."

"Haha.. Cook the hell Well?" Cyra amused herself to hear the story of her father and mother.

"You see, you must be all snacking at the stall."

"Yes once - once dong Well, mothers are given the opportunity to pamper themselves. If the beautiful are happy also the father - the father." said the mother defended herself.

Cyra took a mother-made fried banana.

"Ma."

"Yes mom."

"Dad you want to talk."

"We've been talking about this."

"We mean serious talk."

"Well so deg - deg an nih me. What the hell is it?"

Mom and Dad looked at each other. "You'll be yeah." ask mom.

"Alright." replied the father, putting his cup of coffee on the table. "Look Cyra, your age is now mature enough to have a family. Do you have a candidate now?"

Cyra sighed. "Yet? You know I don't have time, which is on my mind right now debt - our family debt is paid off."

"Yes, Mom and Dad know. But you must have time for yourself."

"Well, if all our debts are paid."

"Hmmm. actually yesterday it was someone who came here asking if you already have a candidate or not" said father doubtful.

"Who's Dad? Do I know the guy? What does it mean"

"That's Mr. Sapto's son."

"Sapto sir this village security officer?"

"Yes, Sapto who else" replied the mother. "His name is Aryo, he has graduated from education and is now a police officer in Surabaya."

"Well, Mom I don't seem ready yet" Cyra replied.

"Eh acquaintance first, tomorrow afternoon they want to play here."

"Mom, Cyra doesn't want to be forced."

"Father and mother don't force you Cyra, all decisions are in your hands. Tomorrow that afternoon they just play home and want to get to know you. Once you know, whether you accept it or reject it is up to you." I tried to explain.

"Why when they come here don't you just ban it?"

"That's not polite Cyra. He came here to get acquainted. I don't think it's a problem, do you? Moreover, I explained at the beginning that all decisions are in your hands. And they just accept. If you want them to be grateful, but if you refuse and decide to be friends, they don't matter either."

"All right, but just acquaintances."

"It's just acquaintance." replied the mother. "Let's go in the house already want maghrib."

The three of them went into the house, after finishing dinner Cyra back into his room actually he wanted to calm down, uh even some people who want acquaintances as well. At this moment Cyra's heart was still confused.

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Tonight Denisha is very happy, for the next few days he will not be disturbed by the presence of Cyra. Aroon will be his.

"Hello Bian."

"Boye night, you miss you."

"Don't dream." replied Denisha ketus.

"Haha.. What's calling me night - night. You're interfering with my hot activities." asked Biantara.

"I've done my job. The girl was returning home to Surabaya. If you get rid of him in Surabaya I think it'll be easier."

"Okay, for your sake I'll do the dirty work again."

"God! Don't pretend to be a holy pretender in front of me, Bian. I know all your cards. You're the dirtiest man I've ever known."

"Hahaahh.. I liked.. I like to hear your opinion of me. I feel challenged."

"Whatever. I'm asking you to do your job well, don't fail."

"It all depends on you, baby."

"You mean?"

"Remember what I received."

"What do you want?" ask Denisha.

"Some time ago Aroon got a contract of cooperation with a foreign company."

"Want to."

"I want you to steal the paperwork and give it to me."

Denisha was silent for quite a while, he seemed to think. It'll be hard for him to steal the documents but what can be done to get rid of Cyra all the things he's gonna do. "All right."

"Good baby, I love it."

Call ended. Denisha smiled with relief. Cyra Bye...

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