My Love Teacher's

The Hoop in the Plantation

Omar ran in a hurry - goopoh heading to the main house. He hit Jono.

"Hey! Heart - heart dong!"

"Sorry.. Excuse me.. I'm in a hurry."

"What the hell is it?"

"There's Miss Cyra. He's coming home." Omar replied.

"Mom Cyra? Well I should say to mom."

"Yes there already. I'm going to the young master's room."

Omar ran back to Gio's room. Even he did not realize that he had passed Denisha who was sitting in the middle room while drinking tea.

"God!" call Denisha.

The call made Omar had to stop again. "Youuhhh! Who the hell is calling - calling! Just disturb."

"Hey! What did you say! You're being rude!" Denisha. "Here you!"

"Eh miss denisha. Sorry I don't know." Omar was forced to approach Denisha and stand in front of him. He tried to catch his breath so that he looked calmer in front of the fierce lady.

"Why run - run? It's true." asked Denisha while opening the magazine on her lap

"That's Cyra's mom."

"Cyras? How come?" Denisha asked in a high tone. "Gio doesn't need it anymore. He also decided to quit his job. What's he gonna do?"

"I don't know either, Miss."

"Why did you run away?"

"I want to tell young master."

"no need. What's important to tell her arrival?"

"I have to tell the young master." Omar turned around

"Of my! You back! No need to tell Gio!" shout Denisha.

"Sorry miss, I have to." Omar stays away without heeding Denisha's ban.

"Bad!" Denisha slammed the magazine she had read to the floor. "I have to call Billy." he muttered he immediately went to the room.

Omar has arrived at Gio's doorstep. Suddenly he became doubtful about the noat at first. "Woh young master in tell not yes." he spoke for himself.

Suddenly the door of the room opened because Olif happened to want to go out.

'Hey! Don't talk to yourself, I'm a lunatic."

"Ah, you just surprised me."

"Eventually you have blocked my way, speak for yourself" said Olif sewot.

"Eh young master is there?"

"There's a inside. I read a book."

"What book?"

"Sssstttt. that book is from Miss Cyra."

"O.o..o."

"You're gonna go in for a second I said."

"eeehh.. Ngg___."

"Young master there is Omar." not yet finished speaking Omar, Olif was already shouting to inform Omar's arrival.

'What's Omar doing?" ask Gio from the inside. It seemed Gio was quickly hiding his reading book under the pillow.

"That's you, I told you not to." whispered Omar exasperatedly with the mouth of Olif's bucket.

"Salah itself is less fast, so have a brain do not slow." Olif said.

Omar nudged Olif's head slowly then walked past him to meet Gio. Olif followed from behind.

"You haven't answered my question, Omar. What's up?"

"Sorry young master, it doesn't. I'm afraid to disturb the young master."

"It's okay - what. I'm relaxed." replied Gio. "Tell me."

"That's Miss Cyra in front of the young master."

"What's Miss Cyra?" Gio cheered, his smile seeming to expand without him noticing. Gio got out of his bed and immediately ran towards the door. But soon he stopped as he realized that he was still angry with his teacher. Gio turned around and returned to his bed. "Leave it. I don't need it anymore" he said as he slept lying on his back to Omar and Olif. They both looked at each other. They were surprised that the young master was happy to meet Cyra but why he suddenly turned lazy.

"I want to rest. You guys get out."

Omar and Olif both sighed. The young master was as stubborn as master Aroon. They both decided to go out. But in front of the door there is a Tika.

"What's the bik?" ask Omar. "Young master is resting, not to be disturbed."

"Mr Aroon told me to call the young master and the two of you" replied Tika. "Looks like you want to tell us something important."

"What's important bik?" ask Olif.

"I don't know either. Everyone gathered in the middle room. It's young master and you two."

"All right I'll tell the young master" Omar said. Bik Tika immediately left them.

Omar and Olif went back inside. "Sorry young master, Mr. Aroon ordered you to the living room." Omar conveyed it heartily.

"Tell Phoo, I'll take a break."

"But young master____."

"Say that!" Gio ruled with a trenchant tone.

Arrive - arrive..

"Oh, you don't want to meet Phoo apparently" said Aroon who turned out to be in the room. It seems he knows the heart of the son. "Phoo wants to talk to you." Aroon approached and sat down on the bedside. He gently stroked her son's hair.

"Talk here." Gio looked indifferent.

"Come on Gio, Phoo has already called everything. Do you want to embarrass Phoo." Aroon tried to persuade. "Just for a second, okay? After that you can go back to the room."

Gio looked at Aroon's face which seemed to be smiling gently at him.

"Or want Phoo to be fat if you're lazy to walk." teased Aroon.

"I'm not walking alone." Gio moved out of his bed.

Ah right also said Cyra, the advice from him was successful in persuading Gio. How could he be so understanding about the nature of his son Aroon thought to himself. He seemed to be smiling happily.

Everyone gathered in the living room, including Denisha. He had called Billy but very sadly he did not get an answer. His face looked stiff.

"Cyra's here." Aroon ordered.

Cyra obeyed her husband's orders.

"Consider everything I will introduce a new member who is no stranger in the eyes of all of you. Why do I say new member because now she will be the mistress in this plantation." Aroon put his hand on Cyra's shoulder. "Include all this my wife Cyra."

Everything seemed to whisper - whispered.

"You're crazy Aroon!" shout Denisha. "Based on the witch! You must have used it - use Aroon!" denisha moved forward and wanted to grab Cyra's hair but was quickly prevented by Shamsudin. "Hey! Release!" denisha thrashing - ronta. "Let go! Don't hold me with your dirty hands!"

"Sorry lady, you've put your mistress's safety at risk in this house. It's our job to prevent it." said Syamsudin firmly.

Cyra was still silent and could not say anything. He only saw Gio, wanting to feel like he was hugging the boy. But that view of hate became a huge barrier to his desires.

"Phoo." call Gio

"Yes Gio."

"I don't approve of this. I won't take Miss Cyra as my mother" Gio said and walked out of the room.

"Gio!" call Aroon. He soon catches up with Gio but is prevented by Cyra.

"Don't leave it alone, sir. I know how she feels. He must be surprised." whispered Cyra.

Aroon obeyed Cyra. He let Gio go, even he ordered Omar and Olif to take care of his only child. He then went back to talking to the workers there.

"You already know Cyra's position in this house. I hope you can respect him as much as you respect me." said Aroon. "Whatever his orders are the same as mine."

"Okay sir." they answered simultaneously.

"You can go back to work."

All workers disperse and return to their respective activities.

Meanwhile, in Denisha's room...

"Aargh!!! Siaall!!!" he destroyed the entire room. Throwing things - existing goods. "Fucking cyra! Witch woman!" screams and screams echoed inside Denisha's room. It was really frustrating. Especially now that there was no Billy who was always beside her. "Davira!!! Why don't you let your husband be mine!!!" Denisha roars - roars. "You must curse me!"

Suddenly he became calm. "Davira you still have a grudge against me?" muttered. "I was forced to do it because you didn't want to give Aroon to me at all. It was a time when you had a toy and I loved it that you would give it to me. But why didn't Aroon!"

Denisha is back again. He cried roaring - roaring.

With trembling hands Denisha took something in the drawer. A bottle of medicine, in a hurry he took the pill and before long he calmed down and then fell asleep.

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