My Love Teacher's

I Like.. I Like

"Aroon." call Cyra in a soft voice. He tried hard to hold back his emotions. She should behave like a fairy godmother in front of the woman.

"Cyra." Aroon looked over, and so did the woman.

"I brought you some food, you haven't had breakfast."

"Oh yes I forgot."

"Aroon who is he?" ask Syarla.

"Yes meet my wife Cyra. And Cyra this is Syarla Davira's friend."

Cyra reached out her hand and was greeted warmly by Syarla.

"When did you get married? Why not invite me? I thought you were going to be a widower forever." - Syarla.

"Buhaha.." Aroon laughing. "Well we can't know when we're going to fall in love and with whom."

"Hahahahhh, yes, you're right." they both laughed and looked very familiar. It made Cyra's heart ache. It was possible that at this moment he could not hide his regretful face.

Relax Cyra.. You need to calm down, Cyra told herself. He repeatedly took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Cyra is Gio's home schooling teacher."

"Wow, you must be great, Cyra. Can conquer Gio. Aroon once told me that Gio was a difficult child close to a stranger. You know who that looks like?"

"No." answered Cyra softly.

"Just like your husband." said Syarla.

"Hey don't you vilify me in front of my wife."

"No.. No. gabe.. I'm not vilifying you in front of Cyra. Isn't that reality. Arrogance, prestige and a little introvert."

Cyra was stunned, it seemed that Syarla knew a lot about Aroon. And also one thing he had just realized was that Aroon had a long talk with Syarla. That's what he never found as long as he knew Aroon. He only spoke as necessary.

"Well, where's the food you brought?" aroon's question shocked him from the daydream.

"It." Cyra giving.

"Why are you talking a little today? It hurt?"

"Hmmm.. No. gabe. Maybe lack of sleep."

"Rest, let Syarla accompany me to eat here."

Again Cyra was shocked. Did he throw me out. Dare - how dare the curse of Cyra in the heart. His anger was no longer stifled.

"Yes, you better take a break, Cyra. I'm sure you must be tired of serving this big baby instead." seduced Syrala. But the temptation made Cyra even more emotional.

I better get out before my anger hits. "I'm sorry." Cyra left the two of them who seemed to be sitting in the gazebo while eating the food he had brought earlier. I have to find an outlet before my emotions are unstoppable again.

Cyra took a shovel and some bags of fertilizer. With only one hand he carried it himself, and it was quite heavy. Emotions can make people do crazy things.

He began to gouge - gouging the ground with a shovel making a hole. He planted some plants there. Until without feeling the day is already noon.

"Mom Cyra." call Omar

"What's wrong?" answer Cyra. He tried to catch his breath because of his farming activities.

"So we're going through a plan?"

"Later. I'm busy." Cyra dug the ground again. "Where's the if?"

"It was accompanying you to read." replied Omar. "What did you do?"

"You don't see I'm planting mustard."

"But why is this mom. It's a park." Omar reminded.

Cyra seemed to be aware of Omar's warning. He stopped his activities. He began to wake up and look around. And it turns out that was true what Omar said. It's a park, well why is it like this. It is true that our emotions cannot think clearly.

"Hmmm, but the garden there is a very suitable saw Omar." replied Cyra refuted. He will be embarrassed if caught jealous with the lecturer.

"Yes, no ma'am. Where are vegetables made into a garden?"

"Therefore I want to make new innovations." replied Cyra origin - asalan. "Yes, you've been there with Gio. Later in the afternoon we begin to launch our activities."

"Well Miss Cyra then I'll go first."

After Omar died, Cyra again thought he would restore the garden as before and uproot the mustard plant. Now he regretted why he was emotional. In the end, this is how you have to work twice. Because it happened, he had to take responsibility.

There were a pair of eyes watching him. Cyra is strangely finished planting even directly in the unplug. Really crazy Billy thought. I have to report it to Miss Denisha.

With Billy's quick steps to Denisha's room.

"Miss.. Missy.. I have news."

"What's? Don't let the news upset my mood."

"will not. Miss would be glad to hear that."

"Quick say."

"I saw Cyra planting mustard and soon he pulled it out again. And the strange thing is that he planted mustard in the garden."

"really?"

"Let's see." Denisha moved from her seat.

"Come on." The two of them quickly headed to the side garden. Looks Cyra who is a bit tired is pulling the mustard that he had just.

"Wow.. Go crazy you seem? Strees is married to Aroon?" syndicate Denisha.

Cyra slowly put the shovel on the ground. He looked towards Denisha who was standing in front of him. Cyra stood up to compensate for his opponent. Heh looks like you came at the right time Denis, I need an outlet for my emotions.

"Stress did you say?"

"Yes. You're like a crazy person."

"How could I be stressed? My husband is very attentive. Almost every night he pampered me in bed. He can always make me scream and even scream preoccupation." answered Cyra.

Denisha looked furious. "There's no way Aroon's spoiling you like that."

"Why not? He loves me so much. He even promised to make me happy. Hows it? Feeling hot?"

"You!" Denisha swung her hand to slap Cyra. But cyra swiftly repelled him.

"Don't you dare slap me Denis or you know the consequences."

"Bare you now! Billy's! Help me out."

Cyra stared at Billy. "Don't you dare come any closer." Cyra took the manure he had brought. Fertilizer derived from animal waste.

Billy slowly retreated backwards, he was also disgusted by the fertilizer.

"Cyra you're really crazy!"

"Haha.. Well I'm crazy. Crazy for my husband. You know the kiss was really intoxicating." Cyra is back heating up - Denisha's manation. And he thinks it worked. "I feel sorry for you, I'm sure you've long craved that kiss from your sister-in-law."

"Bad!!!" shout Denisha. She vwrisaha encourages Cyra but quickly dodges Cyra until he falls forward. His body was dirty with dirt and animal waste.

"Miss!" shout Billy. "Bad you're Cyra!" Billy also attacks Cyra, but Cyra quickly picks up the fertilizer and throws it into Billy's body. "Aaaccchhhh! It smells!!!" he screamed - so.

"Mahaha..." Cyra laughed out loud - bahak. He was very satisfied with all of that. Moreover, the emotions that were in his heart disappeared instantly. Huh turned out to be good also can vent emotions with the right person he thought. He immediately left two dirty people screaming - hysterical screams.

Cyra went back to her room. After taking a bath he immediately headed to the library to pick out some books for Gio. He wanted the boy to be more knowledgeable.

Cyra chooses a book until she is unaware that Aroon is there.

"Busy?"

"Eh sir." Cyra. "No, I'm choosing a book for Gio to read."

"Want me to help you?"

"No, sir, there are no guests. Just take care of Syarla." although Cyra's speech is very slow but full of emphasis.

"Mahaha-hhh.."

"Why laugh? Is something funny?"

"There was.. There is.." answered Aroon. "You're funny."

"I?" Cyra's approaching.

"Yes you." Aroon stopped his laughter. "You're funny if you're jealous."

"I? Of jealousy? Haha.. Not the sir." Cyra looked away. Afraid that his facial expression could be clearly read by Aroon.

"Have you confessed that you're jealous? I can read your unusual facial expression, Cyra. But it's okay, I like it." ucao Aroon. "Well, you have at least my attention. And I don't think it took a year to get you."

"Huh, don't be so confident sir." said Cyra.

"You're weird, in front of people you call me Aroon but when we both you call me master and use formal language. Come on Cyra, when can we relax."

"Later." answered Cyra.

"You were gardening?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Vaporize emotions huh?"

"Yes." answered Cyra. "Eh bbukan's.. Not venting emotions, I really want to garden."

"Oh.. Good then." Aroon stepped forward towards Cyra. "I saw Denisha and Billy join us."

"Sir saw it?"

"Not only see but also hear clearly."

Cyra's face turned pale. His heart beats irregularly. His body feels weak. "apps.. Aappa you heard?" ask Cyra lirih.

"Much." replied Aroon as he continued to urge Cyra to step down. "Every night I pamper you in bed, you scream and yell preoccupation. Hmmm you also mentioned that my kiss was intoxicating. Did ya? Want to try?" Aroon smiled mischievously. He knew his wife was dead fleas.

Cyra shook her head as she clenched her two lips inside.

"It would be nice if that really happened to Cyra. I don't think it'll be long." said Aroon. His face drew closer to Cyra's face. "Even if it's just bullshit, but I like it.. I like it." whispered Aroon. He then left Cyra laughing with happiness. "Hahaahhh...

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