My Love Teacher's

The Terms

"Can't!!!" answer someone in a loud voice from behind.

And that's Aroon's voice. Cyra's face was pale instantly. She knew her husband must be angry. Though he himself was shocked by the arrival of Aryo who arrived - arrived. Who let him in. This must be a trap for him to fight with Aroon.

That afternoon Cyra tried to meet Gio, he had made a scenario with Omar and Olif. He deliberately stood in front of the door of Gio's room, so that the conversation was heard by Gio.

"Good afternoon sir." said Aryo.

"Sore. What are you doing here?"

"I just want to visit Cyra."

"Who let you in?" aroon asked while glancing at Cyra. Cyra shook her head.

"Front guard. They asked for my needs and kept letting me in."

Aroon turned his gaze to Cyra. He stared very hard. "You." point it out.

"It's not Aroon. I don't know whatwhat. Know - know sir Aryo is here." Cyra tries to explain that there is no misunderstanding. "You can ask the front guard."

Aryo seemed surprised why Cyra spoke to Aroon without any formal language. "Cyra, I think you should be more polite with your boss. You're using informal language." Aryo tries to warn her out of fear that Cyra will get angry with her master.

"Why does he use formal language with me. She's my wife." said Aroon in a stressed tone.

"Wife?" aryo's eyes were wide in disbelief. "Cyra you have to explain to me." Aryo pulls Cyra's hand. Cyra tried to pull it.

"Let my wife's hand go. You've been acting disrespectfully with this hostess." said Aroon.

"Don't you know that Cyra's been betrothed to me?"

"You're sure it's a match?" ask Aroon

"My father went to Cyra's house and met her parents. Our relationship is good."

"Sir Aryo." call Cyra.

"Why do you call me sir. We're Cyra's age." said Aryo exasperated.

"I respect my husband, so I call you sir." Cyra explained. "For the matchmaking, I think your father misunderstood us. My parents never accepted this match. They just let you know me. Whether you like it or not is up to me."

"okay.. Okay..! Let's just say my parents misunderstood. But I ask you one thing, our relationship has been good? Smooth right?"

"Our relationship is good, but it's as a friend."

"I can't believe it!" Aryo started to raise his tone.

"Hey! Keep your word! Don't yell at my wife! If you dare you will face me."

Aryo sighed. She ruffled her hair in frustration. Aaaarr!!!" annoyed screams. He hugged Cyra. Cyra who was not ready because it was very sudden - almost fell down. Aroon could not stay silent. He immediately caught his wife and threw a fist at Aryo's wajag.

"You can be prosecuted for hitting the police!"

"Please make a report. You will also be hit because you have made money on this plantation." said Aroon did not want to lose.

"It's Aroon." Cyra tried to quell her husband's anger. "And you, Aryo sir, go home. Get out of here." get Cyra out.

"Not until I get a definite answer from you."

"What answer? I don't understand.'

"I love you Cyra."

"I'm sorry, I don't love you" Cyra declined. "We're good friends and nothing more."

Aryo was silent for a long time. His body was limp, he was sitting in a chair. His eyes are also red. "I'm sure you love me." he said softly. Aroon almost went forward again to punch Aryo.

"If I love you, of course, right now, I'll marry you, not Aroon." Cyra explained at length. "Feelings we cannot force nor can we choose in the heart who we are anchored to. I love my husband."

Aryo covered her face and cried bitterly.

"I'm sure you'll find another woman who's better than me."

After lamenting her fate, Aryo chooses to go home. "I'll excuse you and I need some time alone."

Aryo left the plantation with a troubled heart, devastated.

Aroon left the garden and walked towards the mansion. Cyra chased after her, indeed somewhat overwhelmed due to Aroon's wide steps.

"Aroons.. Aroon.." call Cyra repeatedly.

Aroon stopped his steps and turned around. "Tumben didn't call sir. Feeling guilty or wrong" he said. Then he left again.

Cyra did not run out of sense, he ran and then pulled Aroon's hand.

"Where are you going?"

"To the room." answered Cyra. He did not want his quarrel to become public consumption. It can make certain parties applaud.

Cyra quickly opened the door and then closed it again. That made Aroon wonder.

"Why go to the room?"

"I don't want our quarrels to become public consumption."

Aroon smiled at Cyra's words.

"Sit down sir."

"You call me master again. Don't confuse me for Cyra." said Aroon.

"Listen to sa____."

"Now be honest with me, it was you who let the man into the plantation. If you're honest I won't be mad." Aroon cuts out Cyra's words. It made Cyra take a deep breath in annoyance. Her husband accused her of being reckless.

With a quick movement Cyra pushed Aroon's body onto the sofa.

"Hey!" yelled aroon in shock.

Cyra quickly pressed both shoulders of Aroon with both hands. The goal is that Aroon does not go anywhere and focus on listening to the explanation.

"Listen to my explanation first" Cyra said. "I didn't tell him to come here to even let him in. Once you don't like it I won't do it again. I know you must be angry, but I swear I had no idea he was coming. You can ask that to the guards there." Cyra stared deeply into Aroon's eyes.

"You believe me."

"Youww!!! freelance sir!"

"Haha.. You call me master again. But it's okay - do I like you to call anything."

"Master let me go."

"No, if you're angry it's adorable."

"That's because you don't believe me."

Aroon pulled Cyra's waist back until they were not far away. "I'm jealous of Cyra, do you know that." Aroon placed his forehead on Cyra's arm. "I'm jealous" she said again. "Do you know, jealousy drains me."

"Master doesn't need to be jealous. I have nothing to do with Aryo. I don't love her."

"If you don't love her, does that mean you love me?"

Cyra speechless. He was confused as to what to answer. "Master please let me go." Cyra pleaded in a soft voice.

Aroon raised his head and looked at Cyra with a faint look. Slowly he relaxed his hands from Cyra's waist. "I'll see the client" he said.

Cyra moved out of her lap. He was actually not happy to see Aroon's face full of disappointment.

"Maybe I'm a bit home at night, but there's Sulaiman accompanying me. Don't wait for me to come home." Aroon moved up and immediately came out of the room.

"I'm sorry, sir. I still need time to make sure I feel." murmured Cyra. He sat on the sofa and leaned his head.

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"How is it Miss Cyra, young master won't eat anymore." lamented Omar.

"Where's Olif?"

"Still persuading the young master. He only wants to eat three tablespoons."

"Yes too. There are many ways we use to persuade him. I've run out of sense too." said Cyra. "Why did I become such a fool."

"I think Mr. Aroon should intervene." Omar murmured. Cyra was stunned to hear Omar's words.

"Well, you're right Omar."

"You mean Miss Cyra?"

"Aroon will persuade Gio. My husband would've persuaded Gio."

"Yes.. Yeah, let's just try Cyra's mom."

"All right, I'll see him."

Cyra immediately left Omar. She looked for her husband in all corners of the room. And he found it while he was talking to the worker.

"Aroons." Cyra approached with a gasping breath. The workers whispered while smiling.

"Xixixxiii.. Madam's been kebelet that." they whispered. Even Aroon heard it.

"You guys disperse first. I understand what I said."

"Already sir." they answered in unison. They soon leave Aroon and Cyra.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to talk to you."

"About?"

"About Gio."

"We're there." show Aroon on a bench. Cyra immediately followed her husband's steps. He was very enthusiastic this morning. "Speak."

"Hmmm... I want to ask for help."

"My help? What does this have to do with Gio?"

"Yes you're right." answered Cyra. "You know what the end is Gio's having a hard time eating and I have to use various means to persuade him."

"Including yesterday's riding?"

"Yes right. And I don't know why today I've run out of sense."

"That's because you used to hang out with Omar. Huhahahhhh.."

Cyra pouting. "Well, will you help me?"

"Yes, I'm helping."

"thank you. Each morning you have to persuade him to eat and learn. Remember times like this are important for the formation of the character of the child. We as parents should give him attention often."

"Yes ma'am teacher." seduced by Aroon. "All I'll do, but there's a condition."

"Well, what condition? It's about the child."

"If Gio doesn't, but if you have the conditions."

"What are the conditions?"

Aroon was silent, he seemed to think of something. Shortly afterwards he smiled. "One hug, one kiss, every day."

"What?!" Cyra shouted in surprise. "No ah, the conditions are heavy."

"Yes, you persuaded Gio yourself."

"But he's our son."

"He's our son, and you're my wife. What I'm asking for isn't hard considering we're husband and wife." said Aroon. "Well that's my condition if my objection is okay, too. But yes you have to persuade Gio yourself."

Cyra fell silent, the condition was easy but also heavy. Well I'm confused Cyra thinks worried. But Gio was more important he thought then. "All right, I accept that condition" Cyra said.

"good. It's my wife. Huhahhhh.." Aroon laughed triumphantly. Unlike Cyra's face which was very depressed."

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