My Love Teacher's

I'm Willing to Marry You

That morning Cyra woke up with a tremendous headache. Last night he slept around three in the morning. It's five o'clock in the morning he has to get up to prepare breakfast for his father and mother.

He moved slowly while holding his aching head. "Why does everything seem to be spinning" he murmured. He walked slowly while holding on to the wall. Cyra heads to the bathroom in hopes that after a shower her headache will lessen.

But it's all free. His head still hurts. Cyra ignored the pain and went to the kitchen.

"Mom's up?"

"Here you want to feel the fresh air in the morning."

Cyra began helping the mother make fried rice with beef-eye eggs. He did not forget to make coffee for his father. "Dad's up, ma'am."

"Oh, maybe just had a shower."

"Oh, I'm going to the market first."

"Eh no need, let me be the same mother who went to the market. We want to walk - morning walk."

"All right" said Cyra. He immediately took the fried rice with a small portion and immediately took medicine.

"You sick?"

"A little dizzy mom."

"Think of Mr Aroon's proposal?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Not to be too thoughtful. We will both be very supportive of your decision." said the mother.

Hearing that, Cyra was even more sad. He saw her trying to cover up the shock in his heart. Cyra knew they were also the same as her getting caught up in this confusing situation. "Yes I know that. That's why I want to make the best decision for everyone" Cyra replied.

"Mom same dad knows. You are very mature and wise in your decisions."

Dad came out of the room and looked fresh from the shower. But his tired face could not be hidden. "What kind of conversation? How cool it looks."

"I was just asking - asked Cyra about typical food bogor. Make by - by orqng kampung."

"That's good." Dad took the fried rice and put it in his mouth. "I'll be the same your mother wants to walk on a motorcycle. Your Pak Uo motorbike is there, right?"

"There's dad. I'll prepare first."

Cyra moved from the dining table to the garage. He slowly pulled out the motorbike. The air this morning was so cold it felt like it was piercing into his bone marrow.

He saw someone watching him. He looked around but the shadow disappeared. He walked to the outside of the courtyard who knew the man was outside the courtyard. But the result is nil.

"What's the matter Ra?"

"So there was someone here. I thought the guest wasn't."

"Maybe you've seen it wrong, the effects of sleep deprivation."

"I don't think so ma'am."

"Not too much thought."

Cyra came back to her mother. "Mom's wearing a jacket, it's cold."

"Yes. It's been brought by your father." Show me the father who's carrying the jacket.

"Cyra, dad's the same mom - go first."

"Heart - heart. It's the key."

Cyra waved her hand when father and mother had already left by riding a motorcycle. He immediately went in and cleaned up the dirty dishes. Sayup - sayup he heard the ringing of his cellphone from inside the room. Cyra immediately picked it up but the ringing stopped. It opens up the data of missed calls.

"Bik Tika's. What's up, huh? Ten calls?" cyra Gumam. He made a call back.

"Hello bik."

"Cyra why you took so long to pick it up."

"Sorry, I was in front of the house to deliver father and mother to the road. What's up bik? Looks important?"

"You've come back to Surabaya?"

"Yet. I'm still here."

"Good, we should meet. There's something I want to tell you."

"Waduh makes curious bik."

"You won't believe what I hear. Now send me your location."

"I lived in Mr. Uo's old house."

"All right, I'll be there now."

Call terminated.

Cyra was very curious about what Tika's bik would say. Kira - what we're about.

Cyra is waiting for the arrival of Tika's bik. Shortly after, a motorbike stopped in front of the house. Cyra half-running away to welcome Tika's bik.

"What the hell is a bik?"

"Sstt.. We'll just go inside."

Cyra let the bik tika sit and did not forget to close the door. He made Tika a glass of warm tea.

"Drink first bik."

Bik Tika sips a warm tea made by Cyra. "I'm glad you're still here, Cyra. The plantation is deserted after you leave. And the young master is more in the room."

"Omar and Olif are always with him, right?"

"Yes. After the incident, the master withdrew his sentence. The goal is for Gio not to get upset about your departure."

"The young man was a child. Don't know what he's doing yet. But I'm pretty sure in his heart he's always thinking of you."

"I'm here too always thinking. What about learning? A kid his age should have improved a lot. If the study stops like this, it'll make it late."

"Master was also confused in that regard. Everything you have done. But Gio did not respond at all. Just like before you arrived."

Cyra looked very sad and also concerned about Gio's development. "Oya bik, he said he wanted something to talk to me about. What's up?"

Bik Tika was silent for quite a while. "Cyra from now on please be careful. Take good care of yourself."

"What's the bik? Don't make me guess - nebak."

"I heard Miss Denisha talk to Billy on the phone tonight."

"Diallp? Billy's not on the farm anymore?"

"He was cast out by the master for frequently provoking and making the atmosphere even hotter."

"What are they talking about?"

"Looks like Billy knows you're still in Bogor. He then reported it to the lady. I heard the lady swearing repeatedly and accidentally mentioned___."

"Call what a bik?"

"It turns out he was the mastermind of the kidnapping against you" replied bik Tika shrivelled.

"What's? Is that really a bik?" cyra's face stiffened in surprise. His hand gripped the sofa firmly restraining emotions.

"True Cyra. I heard it quite clearly. He kidnapped you. He's working with someone. You should have been killed but somehow you're still alive."

Cyra is silent, he listens to the words of Tika as his memory returns to the abduction. Who knows if he found a clue.

"Cyra, I also heard that Miss will plan your abduction and murder again."

"Bik Tika recorded or filmed Miss Denisha's words?"

"I heard it by chance so I had absolutely no preparation. Hearing that my body trembled."

"We don't have solid evidence to put him in jail."

"If my advice, you better stay away from here. Go back to Surabaya and open a new leaf."

"But, if we keep quiet, Miss Denisha's crimes will definitely not be revealed" Cyra said. "Bik Tika said the one who reported that I was still in Bogor was Billy?"

"Yes right."

"Hmmm.. It's only fitting that I feel someone is watching and spying on this house."

"Well! That right?"

Cyra nodded.

"You must be careful - Cyra's heart. Don't go alone."

"I have to expose Miss Denisha's crimes."

"But how?"

Cyra was silent for a long time. This seems to be the answer to my prayer for your proposal. "Later Bik Tika will also know."

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That morning Aroon was getting ready for Cyra's house because of a message on his cell phone. Actually he was very nervous but he did not show because he kept his image as a mature man.

By driving the car he arrived in front of Cyra's house. Father and Mother who were planting flowers looked surprised by the arrival of Aroon.

"Loh sir?"

"Good morning sir, ma'am."

"For the master, let's please come in." I'm letting you. "Please sit down, sir."

Aroon sat on the sofa.

"Hmm, we'll stay a minute. Get changed, it got dirty on the ground."

"Please."

Mom and Dad went inside.

"Kok sir has come here? Didn't we ask for time."

"Yes too Dad. It's only been two days. Where there are people who give time to receive a proposal for only two days."

"But you can also come here is not that problem."

"Yes, let's meet first" said the mother. They both went out together. And sit on the sofa opposite Aroon.

"Sorry what's the matter mister morning come here?" dad opened the conversation.

"Hmm____."

"I asked him to come here." said Cyra from behind with a warm tea. Mom and Dad looked at each other. They were confused and had absolutely no idea why Cyra had invited Mr. Aroon here.

Cyra put the drink on the table. "Dad, my mother asked Mr. Aroon to come here. That's because there's something I have to tell you, master and father, mother."

"David.. What's Cyra about? Don't confuse us." asked the nervous-looking father.

"Mother's father, I will marry you" Cyra said. "Mr Aroon I'm willing to marry you."

"What?!"

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