My Love Teacher's

I Want to Keep Working Here

"Master called me?"

"Sit down Sham."

Syamsudin immediately sat opposite Aroon in his study.

"See this." Aroon shows CCTV footage of Cyra's incident. "I fired the two guards."

"Thank you sir for helping Cyra."

"I wonder how the man got into my plantation?"

"Do you mean someone is betraying us?"

"Rubber, try to watch this." Aroon magnifies the image on CCTV.

"A woman?"

"Well, it's Asih." replied Aroon. "And you saw this too." Aroon gave a sign. "These are the two guards, they're relaxing like letting it happen."

"Master's right."

"I fired them immediately" said Aroon. "Chicken, at the end of this my plantation is a lot of events. And I see now that it leads to Cyra, do you think I should send her back to Surabaya?"

'I mean you fired him?"

"That's for his own good, repeatedly he's got danger."

"But Cyra needs the job, sir."

"Syam, I want him to keep working here. Gio had a lot of changes after going through his teaching. But I feel so guilty for what happened to him, I feel guilty for both his parents."

"The one who should be blamed is me sir. As an uncle I can't keep my niece."

"I asked for your opinion, what should I do."

Shamsudin was silent, he also seemed to be thinking. "I'll talk to Cyra about this. I know the nature of my nephew. He is stubborn just like the master. If he has a desire he must make it happen." said Syamsudin. "If indeed he wants to keep working here with all the risks, then we can not do anything. We have to respect his decision."

"alright. You can come out."

"I'm sorry sir."

Shamsudin came out of Aroon's study, without having to wait for long, and he immediately headed to Cyra's house. Cyra was feeding the rabbit before she gave it to Gio. Tonight he plans to give it to her. The four of them have plans to have a barbeque party together.

"How much is the rabbit?"

"Eh Mr. Uo just surprised me" said Cyra looking back. "It's cheap, it's a gift to Gio because it's developing so fast." Cyra put the rabbit back in the basket. "What's the matter Mr Uo?"

Shamsudin sits on the terrace. "I want to talk to you about what happened today."

"Oh, you must have told Mr. Uo, right? I'm fine."

"but I'm worried so is the master. He immediately fired the two panjaga."

"Fired? Wh why? Maybe they were eating or resting."

'They were intentionally Cyra. You have seen it on CCTV there is even Asih there." replied Syamsudin. "Cyra."

"Yes Mr. Uo."

"I've noticed the end of this you often get danger here. How about you just go back to Surabaya?"

"Master didn't say that?"

"That's my thinking." shamsudin dodged.

"Pak Uo knows the state of my economy and definitely will not have such thoughts" Cyra said. "It must be from the master."

"Heh.. You are indeed intelligent, that's the master's thought because he doesn't want you to be involved in danger."

"There's some reason I'm staying here. The first one was my promise to Gio and the lord, the second one was my responsibility as a teacher and the last one was economics."

"So you keep working here no matter the risk?"

"Yes, whatever the risk. God has determined the way of human life. I'm sure there must be something good behind the tragedy I've been through."

"All right, I'll see you." Shamsudin immediately left Cyra's house.

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That night Cyra had prepared everything, a place to burn meat, spices, drinks and snacks.

"Mrs Cyraa." call Omar who carries two bags of groceries.

"Wow, there's a lot of shopping."

"Let us settle for barbequ nan like outsiders lo bu Cyra."

"yes.. Yeah.." Cyra laughed because Omar was too expressive. "What did Olif bring?"

"Drink dong ma'am."

"I've made an ice cocktail."

"That's just for young master, we're drinking this."

"What's that?"

"Ssssttt later I'll know."

Cyra doesn't bother with all that. He began to prepare all the ingredients. With the help of Gio slicing - iris and arrange it into a satay.

"Omar, grease with butter first the tool let it not stick."

"Ready mom Cyra."

"The meat can be a lot." Olif was busy counting.

"It's because we mix the peppers too" Cyra said.

Once all is ready they are ready to roast while interspersed with the typical joking saltpeter of Omar and Olif. Maybe the house will feel lonely if there are no two of them.

"Mom Cyra looks like it's ripe."

"Let's see Gio soon." Cyra saw that the flesh was already brownish in color ready to be lifted. "You're smart, this meat can already be consumed. Quickly put the plate."

Cyra was still busy turning back the meat until she heard Gio's scream. "Phoo."

"What are you guys doing?"

"We're making a barbeque master, a little party" Omar replied. "Young master turned out to be good at grilling."

"Jaga Gio's. Don't let him get hot or his smoke make him cough."

"Relax master we're all proficient, guaranteed safe." Omar smiled proudly. "Please sit down, sir, we'll be done with the grilling soon."

"Mom Cyra let's eat first. I'm hungry." said Olif. Inevitably Cyra joined a table with Aroon.

Omar and Olif poured the drink into the glass before bringing it to the table.

"Omar are you sure Miss Cyra would like to drink that?" ask Olif.

"Srsttt... Don't be hard - hard. Once - once we've done Cyra's work."

"If you are angry how?"

"Master won't be angry. He's coming too."

"Oh yeah. yeah."

"Hurry up and get there, they'll suspect something."

Olif put the drink on the table. He smiled at Miss Cyra. "This is for you, this is Young Master and this is Miss Cyra." Olif put a drink in front of each of them he called earlier. Omar joined them immediately.

"Please Mr. Aroon make a speech." suddenly Omar interrupts.

"Speech? Make what?"

"Usually if a party like this will have a welcome from the host, please."

Aroon glanced at Cyra at a glance, seeming to be silent and busy arranging food for Gio. "Ehem well I'll talk a little." Aroon took a breath. "I hope after this the condition of our plantation is safe and nothing happens - things that we do not want. Everyone here is given salvation."

"Aamiin.." they answered in unison.

Cyra took a drink that had been given by Olif, he wanted to wet his throat which inexplicably arrived - dry. "What drink is this?" he said when he took it. It tastes sour, sweet and bitter. It feels hot when it passes through the throat.

Aroon was shocked by Cyra's scream. He then smelled the aroma of the drink in his glass. "Omar, is this wine?"

"Heheheh.. Yes sir."

"Cyra's not used to drinking this."

"Sorry sir, we thought that Miss Cyra would have a new experience."

'How drunk are you?"

"It's just a little sir."

Aroon sighed. "You're okay, what?"

"No sir, it feels good." Cyra took and ate the meat.

"If you eat meat like this is delicious if the same wine mom." said Omar.

"Yes." Cyra then gulped down the wine again. "Hmmm, that's kind of better than it was."

"Cyra you've been drunk."

"Relax sir, I'll be fine." Cyra returns to enjoying the meat while joking with Gio, Omar and Olif. Aroon was delighted to see Cyra's smile return.

"Mom Cyra please get it." pinta Gio.

"Hmmm wait. You ask what Gio loves." said Cyra smiling.

"That." show Gio. "The meat."

"Oh.. Meat yes. A moment." Cyra tried to take the meat on the plate but was unsuccessful. "Surprisingly, why the plate can have two."

"The plate is just one ma'am." Omar took the meat that Cyra meant and handed it over. "More."

"Heheheh.. Omar don't joke."

"Why mom?"

"Gio asked for one why you gave me two."

"Two how. It's one ma'am." replied Omar.

"Is Miss Cyra drunk?" ask Olif.

"Who's drunk? I can stand." Cyra tried to stand up but sat down again due to staggering. "I can."

"How can. Miss Cyra was really drunk, sir. The talk is ngaco." said Omar

"What's a hangover?" ask Gio.

"Drunk it____."

"Omar take Gio back to the room" Omar said, cut off by Aroon. He thinks his son is too small to know about adult affairs.

"But Phoo the meat's not finished yet."

"It's not good to eat too much Gio. It's night go back to your room."

"All right." Gio was a bit disappointed. Omar and Olif cleaned up all the dirty equipment.

"Let's stay there. I'll clean it up."

"Okay, sir, then we go first." said Omar and Olif.

Suddenly Cyra shouted. "Eh wait a minute. Where are you guys going?" Cyra tried to stand up but still staggered. "Wow I'm like riding a boat."

"You want to rest, Mom."

"Hmmm.. Can't leave before you bring it."

"What mom?" ask Gio.

"That." show Cyra again. "That's in that corner there's a rabbit for you."

Gio's face became cheerful he rushed towards the place where Cyra had punched. But he seems to be disappointed. "Where's mom? There's no."

"Huh really? Don't don't steal." he muttered. "Hmmm.. It was you who stole it. Hayo ngaku." he said while pointing Aroon but his hand towards Omar.

"For you, it's just that Cyra's going to be like this." whispered Olif. "Ready - ready to receive punishment from sir. Just look at the look on his face full of emotion."

"Hush still. I'm scared too." Omar murmured.

Aroon sighed. He looked around and found a basket. "Gio's the rabbit over there." point to Aroon. "Take it, then get some rest."

"Good Phoo."  Omar helps Gio pick up the rabbit and immediately leaves Cyra's house.

Cyra was still smiling - smiling while trying to stand up straight properly. He sang my rabbit song with great pleasure. Aroon who was watching smiled looked at her child-like behavior.

Aroon approached Cyra and held her hand. He didn't reject me.

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