My Love Teacher's

My Love Teacher's
I Don't Want to Be With You, Miss Cyra



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


"Last master!"


Aroon just kept quiet and continued walking without caring for Cyra's cry. Aroon took her to her first home. That's until she took Cyra's hand off.


"You know I don't like that guy, but why did you bring him here!"


"It wasn't me who brought it, sir."


"Lied!"


"Master can ask himself to mas eh sir Aryo."


"Dare - how dare he!"


"Here he's innocent sir, he came because he was invited."


"Who?!"


"Miss Denisha."


"Don't accuse others of justifying your actions Cyra." Aroon pointed at Cyra.


"No sir, that's the truth."


"That's impossible, Denisha didn't know him at all, from where he contacted the man."


"I don't know either. You can ask him that yourself."


"I don't want to."


Cyra took a deep breath. "Why does the master hate him?" cyra's question was filled with affirmation.


"It's none of your business!" shout Aroon.


"That's my business, because he's my friend!" cyra's voice was no less high than Aroon's. It was really emotional because again - again Aroon acted without thinking first. "Answer Mr. Aroon!"


Roughly Aroon pulled Cyra's waist so that there was no distance between them. His eyes stared deeply into Cyra's eyes. "Because you're just my milk! No one else can be close to you! Understood!" in a very quick motion Aroon kissed Cyra's lips.


Cyra thrashed - ronta but Aroon's hand was stronger.


"What did Phoo and Miss Cyra do!" suddenly Gio was in front of them along with Denisha and Billy.


Hearing Gio's cry, Aroon immediately released Cyra from her arms.


"Gio." muttered Cyra softly. His eyes widened in disbelief that suddenly Gio was standing there. That means he saw Cyra and his father kissing. "Mom can explain." Cyra stepped up to try to calm the boys down who looked very shocked to see them.


Gio walked backwards as if he did not want Cyra to approach him. He shook his head. "What did you do?" ask him again. His clear eyes were wet with tears. "Mom Cyra lied to me."


"No Gio, I didn't lie to you. Come here, I'll explain."


"No! I don't want to hear!" Gio screamed out his frustration.


"Gio! Be polite to Miss Cyra!" snapped Aroon.


Cyra took a deep breath. "Please, sir, calm down, I'm trying to persuade him." Cyra begged Aroon to be more patient.


"Mother broke our agreement. I promised I wouldn't take Phoo away from me. But it turns out mom lied! Mother is the same as any other woman who just wants to chase after Phoo's treasure!"


"No Gio, it's not what you think it is" Cyra said. 'I won't take Phoo away from you."


"You made such a ridiculous agreement with a child?!" aroon asked with emotion.


"Master please don't make things worse. I will explain later. Now let me solve Gio's problem first."


"It's up to me not to think about your way of thinking. Made a very unreasonable deal."


Cyra did not care about Aroon's words, she was more afraid of Gio's rejection. "Gio come here, let's get close to mom. We talk good."


"No! I don't want to be with you, Miss Cyra!" Gio ran in Denisha's arms, and with full of admiration-puraan denisha gently embraced Gio's petite body.


"Gio, listen to Cyra" he pretended to persuade.


"No aunty! I don't want to get close to him! I don't want to be taught by him anymore!"


Without feeling the tears Cyra spilled to hear Gio's rejection. For some reason it hurt so much, his chest felt tight. "You don't want to be with mom."


"No! My mother does not love me! All because of Phoo!"


"God, I love you Gio."


"No!" shout Gio. "Aunty take me back to the room."


"Alright if that's what you're asking for." Denisha asks Billy to hold Gio. "Let her calm down first Cyra, tomorrow we talk again" denisha said and hurriedly left Aroon and Cyra alone.


Cyra covered her face, she squealed and cried as she could. Aroon approached, holding Cyra's shoulder, trying to calm down. "How about Gio to keep rejecting me?"


"Don't think too far."


"It's all because of mister!" Cyra looked at Aroon with my eyes wet with tears. He did not believe that Aroon's actions were fatal. He did not help or defend her.


"This is happening Cyra."


"The master should help me to defend myself!"


"Gio if you're emotional won't want to hear an explanation from anyone. So free."


"That's just an excuse, sir. Now you're glad Gio's mad at me!" cyra. He shook Aroon's hand and stood up. "Better you leave me alone!"


"You kicked me out?"


"It's up to you to decipher what. Excuse me." Cyra walked into her room. Aroon looked at that with a pushy look.


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Cyra tries to find Gio, but Gio locks himself in the room and is not yet available to anyone. Usually if there is Omar and Olyf Cyra will ask for their help. But the punishment given by Mr. Aroon was not finished yet there were still a few days left.


That morning Denisha intends to take Gio's heart. He will come as a hero of misfortune in the eyes of Gio. Actually there is a hidden purpose of Denisha is to want to increase the anger that is in Gio's heart.


Geck! Geck! Geck! "Gio can aunty come in?"


There was no sound from inside. Denisha tried again


Soon the little boy opened the door a little.


"What's wrong?"


"Can aunty come in? Just for a second?"


Gio just kept quiet without answering but he opened the door wider and it was a sign that he allowed Denisha inside.


"What's aunty?" Gio sat by the window while looking out.


"You still mad at Miss Cyra?"


"Still."


"Why?"


"He lied! He's gonna take Phoo away from me."


"Hmmm... I don't think so."


"Where does aunty know she has no other intentions toward Phoo?"


"Gio. What if they have loved each other for a long time? It's a pity."


"So Miss Cyra and Phoo are already in a relationship."


'Could. Because we meet often and we like each other."


"But he promised me?"


"Maybe it's forced for him to do so that you don't realize that they're related. The goal is that he has a chance to take your heart. And it proves that you really like the presence of Miss Cyra."


"No! If I take Phoo I won't see him here again!"


Denisha smiled proudly at her own work. He provoked Gio but in a subtle way. "Let them be happy Gio."


"No! I won't let it."


Denisha approaches and caresses Gio's hair. "Think well? You'll take Cyra's mom or not. I support a hundred percent of all your decisions." Denisha kissed Gio's head and left the little boy with a furious feeling. Denisha closes the door, she smiles smirk. "Goodbye Cyra." he murmured.


Meanwhile..


"Cyras! Cyra!" call bik Tika.


Cyra who was in the kitchen made Gio's favorite food stirred - goopoh out. 'What's the bik?"


"Master called you. Now." Now."


"What's wrong?"


"Eitherway. There's a young master as well."


"really?" Cyra was in disbelief. This is an opportunity for him. "All right, I'll be there." Cyra hurried off her apron. Half-run he headed to the main house. And sure enough there are already Aroon, Gio and Denisha. "Master called me?"


"Sit." Aroon ordered. "It was actually Gio who wanted this meeting. There's something he wants to talk about."


Cyra smiled. "I'm so glad you wanted to see me, Gio."


"Please call me young master" Gio said without looking at Cyra's face.


Cyra was shocked to hear Gio's words. He seemed to not believe that Gio treated him like they had first met.


"Gio!" shout Aroon.


"It's okay, sir. Alright I'll call the young master."


Gio looked silent his clear eyes looked glazed - glass. "Phoo, I want to go to school."


"really?" Aroon could not believe what his son was saying. "Where do you want to go to school? Phoo will sign you there."


"Still I think. Denisah's Aunty gave me a lot of options."


"That's no problem. You are free to decide which one you choose. Miss Cyra will help you later."


"No. That's not necessary." replied Gio firmly. "Because I want to go to school so I don't think we need to use his services anymore."


"Wait Gi uh I mean young master. You really don't want me?"


"Yes, because I chose the school so Cyra's power is no longer needed. Miss Cyra can go back to Surabaya."


"wait. You still need Gio's help. You still need an extra teacher to catch up with you."


"I don't need Phoo. I can catch up with that."


"No Gio. Think about it." Aroon tried to make a suggestion.


"I don't need Cyra anymore. Could it be Phoo who needs it?" Gio looked towards Aroon.


"What did you say?" ask Aroon.


"Gio. Mother please. Your mother and Phoo have nothing to do. It's just a misunderstanding."


"I believe more in what I see."


Denisha who had been silent had finally spoken. "Gio, temper your anger. If they love each other you have to give him a chance."


"Miss Denisha. Why do you make the mood worse." Cyra said in a high tone. He did not believe what Denisha said.


"See Phoo. He even spoke in a high tone with my own aunty. Is it still worth being my teacher. I don't want to." Gio remained on his stance.


Aron was confused to say what else. The boy was stubborn. He also deeply regrets the events of yesterday which because he obeyed his emotions instead made the situation complicated like this."


Cyra sighed. It seems Gio is no longer willing to be with him. If he stayed here longer, of course, it impressed him to justify that he had a relationship with Mr. Aroon. "alright. If that's what you want Gio to be. From the beginning my intention was only to work here even that was still the same until now." he took a deep breath before continuing his words. "I'm leaving here because you don't need my services anymore. I hope you've always been a good boy, smart and of course humble." Cyra said with a trembling voice. He tried hard and held back his tears. "Then I'll say goodbye, sir. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to work here. And also I'm sorry if I made a lot of mistakes."


Cyra moved from her seat. He greeted Aroon who was still confused by the situation. Then it turned to Gio who was completely unwilling to accept a helping hand from Cyra. Cyra just smiled, he knew Gio was still angry. He then simply stroked the little boy's hair. And lastly he shakes Denisha.


Cyra immediately returned home to clean up all her things.


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