My Love Teacher's

You belong to me Cyra

In the workspace Aroon paced back and forth like a confused person. Why would that snot kid come to my plantation I thought Aroon. I better ban it and my plantation is closed to outsiders Aroon said in his heart.

"I have to talk to him." murmured Aroon. "should." Aroon comes out of his study and intends to meet Cyra. But as soon as he opened the door there was Denisha who seemed to want to meet him.

"Aroon I want to talk to you."

"Hurry up a little, I want to see a client" Aroon replied lying.

"You know what the end of this is a lot of out-of-the-box events happening on this farm."

"Keep."

"I hope you can take a wise attitude for the sake of the plantation."

"You mean?"

"Like there was a guest who without permission could enter the plantation, continue some time ago I saw a worker who brought his friend in to just see - see the plantation." Denisha took a breath. "This plantation could be like now because of my brother. I don't want him to be disappointed there because many are already undisciplined and could cause trouble here."

"If you're referring to Cyra, I can guarantee that he won't betray me, isn't he a victim all this time."

"Yes it's right. I just want you to be vigilant. Watch the movements."

"That's for sure."

"I'm just making sure." Denisha smiled sweetly as her plan worked. "Hmm, that's all I want to say, go see the client."

"All right, I'll go first." Aroon took quick steps and immediately headed towards Cyra's house. He saw the girl planting some plants. "Cyra."

Cyra. "Master?"

"Why? Surprised to see me? Or are you just daydreaming of a man?"

"No sir. I just feel shocked because the master's noon collision is meeting me."

"Where is he?"

"Who's master?"

"Your guest."

"Oh what do you mean, Mr. Aryo?"

"Mass?" asked Aroon in a high voice. "You call him mas?"

"Well, if not what should I call you? She's two years old too."

"He's a cop, call him better."

"She was young master, not married again. Funny I call you sir."

"You just call me sir not mas."

"That's because Mr. Aroon is my superior. Different with Aryo mas who notes bene his friend."

"i think it's the same."

"Well if you want me to call you by the name of sir then I will call Mr. Aryo. How's it?"

"Good." answered Aroon. He feels satisfied. "I just ordered."

"Order what sir."

"If you bring a guest, let it go."

Cyra was a bit surprised to hear Aroon's words. "He entered also because he was allowed by the panjaga."

"That's right, but he came when you were teaching Gio."

"Yes, but it's almost done."

"You know the final estate - the end of the situation is not conducive, I don't want any danger around me. You're understanding?"

"Yes I understand very well. I'm sorry sir, not permission on you."

"I'm sorry but not next time" Aroon said firmly. "Would he come?"

"Hmm, came to see me and also told me that he was transferred to Tangerang."

"So, he wants to take me out on my day off work."

"You want to?"

"I haven't given an answer to anything."

"Good, I want you to concentrate on teaching and learning Gio. Later if Gio is grown up you are free to do whatever you want."

Huh that is the same as tug-of-war, said Cyra in his heart. This is how I will grow old on this plantation without successfully building a household. I answer yes rather than later not kelar - kelar. "Yes sir."

"Yes, continue your work." Aroon immediately got out of Cyra's house.

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"Hows it? Did you get her number?"

"It's, but not its HP."

"You are what you are!" yell Denisha emotion.

"Wait a minute, miss, don't get mad. I got the office phone number where the guy works."

"Oh great. That's good." Denisha said. "Where?"

"This is miss."

Denisha immediately made a call to that number.

"Good afternoon. Can I talk to Aryo's briptu."

"Can I apologize from whom?"

"I'm from Mr. Aroon's plantation in Bogor. His friend."

"Wait a minute."

Denisha waited for some time until she finally spoke to Aryo.

"Cyra."

"I'm sorry I'm not Cyra."

"Oh, who are you?"

"I'm Denisha Aroon's brother the plantation owner."

"Oh Miss Denisha, how can I help you?"

"I know you're Cyra's friend from Surabaya. Cyra was very good at working on our plantation. During this time no friend visited the plantation. So we're taking you to dinner at the farm."

"Tomorrow at half-time seven nights. How's it?"

"alright. Thank you." Thank you."

"Okay one more."

"What?"

"Please don't tell Cyra it's a surprise for her."

"All right."

Denisha hung up. He was satisfied because so far his plan has worked.

"You're getting everything ready, Billy."

"Ready lady."

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Bik Tika comes to Cyra's house.

"Tumben ma'am play here."

"You know I'm busy in the kitchen."

"Yes, I know." Cyra hugs Tika's bik like her own parents. "What's the bik?"

"Today there's dinner together. You're accompanying the young master."

"It's weird why Gio didn't tell me today."

"Radied. Meals just order from the hotel."

"Tumben sir doesn't eat Tika's bik's cooking."

"This is Miss Denisha's show. He invited some of his friends and as usual you let."

Huh if the one who asked for Miss Denisha could. As for me, my friend just came directly on the ban thought Cyra.

"Eh don't daydream. It's over there change."

"Yes.. Ja.. I'll change my clothes first."

"Yes I've lived first."

Cyra immediately saw the contents of the alter. Some time ago before the kidnapping incident he had time to shop with Olif. He bought some official clothes. This time Cyra wore a long dress with a yellow Chiffon material with a floral motif. After making sure his appearance was not embarrassing in front of the guests. He immediately went out to the main house.

There's Denisha and some of his friends. Cyra stood in the corner, looking for Gio's whereabouts. Why hasn't Gio arrived yet, do I need to pick him up in the room Cyra thought. He hurried but just a few steps away came Aroon along with Gio.

"Mom Cyra" called out to her as she ran towards Cyra.

"You're so handsome tonight."

"Mrs Cyra is beautiful too."

"Thank you."

Aroon just glanced at Cyra's performance tonight and continued to greet Denisha's friends.

"Can we start?" ask Aroon.

"Awhile more. I still want to talk to them."

"All right."

Arrive - arrive.

"Good night all."

"Why is he here?" shout Aroon.

Denisha immediately approached Aroon. "Don't get mad, he's Cyra's friend. We as hosts must respect him."

Aroon snorted annoyedly. "We go to the dining table now." he ordered as he walked towards the banquet hall.

Cyra who was still surprised by Aryo's arrival immediately approached her. "Kok mas eh sir Aryo can be here?"

"Haha.. You're kidding me."

"I'm serious."

"You called me sir?"

"There's a rule here, you're a government officer so I should call you sir."

"okay.. Okay.. I understand." said Aryo. "I was invited here."

"Who by?"

"Says Miss Denisha. He wants to surprise you."

"Oh." That's all that came out of Cyra's mouth because she thinks it's something weird. Surprise to whom? For him or for Mr Aroon? Tumben he's watching me? There were a lot of questions in Cyra's mind.

"Mom Cyra I'm hungry." Gio's complaint broke his daydream.

"Yes, come on." Cyra holds Gio's hand, while Aryo follows him from behind.

At the banquet table Aroon sat next to Denisha to his left. There was one empty seat to his right and for sure it was not for Cyra but Gio. Cyra immediately brought Gio to sit on Aroon's right.

Seeing that the seat near Aroon was already full Cyra took the last spot in his front row Aroon. Next to her is Aryo.

Denisha started to raise the glass. He gave a few opening remarks and a thank you for the arrival of all his guests. Cyra avoided the drink because he did not want to make a fuss due to drunkenness like the other day.

During dinner, Cyra chatted a few things about the visit of the Caucasians in Surabaya yesterday. Sometimes he is still amused by the Caucasians who try to adapt to their culture. That made Aroon growled. Even the food made by a special chef from the hotel he did not touch at all. He just continued to drink wine while paying attention to the interaction between Cyra and Aryo.

When Aroon stood up, he walked toward Cyra.

"Follow me." she ordered

"But mr___."

"Follow!" axed it.

"Sorry sir don't force." said Aryo.

"Don't interfere" he said in an emphasis-filled tone. His eyes were staring at Aryo sharply. Then he turned to Cyra. "Follow." she ordered again while pulling Cyra's hand violently.

"Wait for you, where do I take it?"

Aroon just kept quiet and kept pulling Cyra's hand to take her somewhere.

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