My Love Teacher's

Calm There I Am

"Hey what are you two doing? I noticed from earlier daydreaming." asked Bik Tika to Sulaiman and Shamsudin. They were eating in the kitchen.

"When how long have you been with sir?" ask Sulaiman

"Well how many years. I just forgot. That's for sure since you've lived in Indonesia."

"You're loyal to the master, right?" replace the Sham who asked.

"of course. You can see my loyalty." replied Tika firmly. "What the hell is that? How do you guys play ask and answer like this."

Sulaiman and Shamsudin looked at each other. Soon Sulaiman got up from his seat. He saw the situation around and outside and then immediately closed the door.

"We want to talk" Sulaiman said.

"Speak. Didn't you guys have spoken before." replied bik Tika lightly.

"We're serious Tika." Sulaiman's face looks upset because Tika's bik is like joking.

"Yes.. Ja.. I'm sorry." Tika finally sat down with them.

"I think the one who brought the dog to the plantation that made the wretched mistress was Miss Denisha." Sulaiman said in half a whisper so that the three of them would not hear.

Bik Tika heard Sulaiman's words with a flat expression without any surprise at all.

"Cok you're not surprised?" Syamsudin.

Bik Tika sighed. "What's your evidence?"

"See this." Syamsudin shows a photo of a dog food for the Pit Bull type. "We found this in Miss Denisha's room. This is a Pit Bull dog food." said Syamsudin. "Now why try this food if not for the dog who attacked Cyra. And it just so happens that Cyra is afraid of dogs. All coincidences here."

"But we both haven't told you yet. Remember Miss Denisha is family. We are looking for more solid evidence. For example proof or certificate of purchase of a dog." said Sulaiman.

Bik Tika was still silent. "There's something I'm going to tell you guys." Tika put on a serious face. "I guess you're the one who's gonna be surprised to hear my story." Tika took a deep breath before starting her story.

"Before the ladies and gentlemen get married I heard Miss Denisha's conversation with Billy on the phone."

"Speak what?"

"That Miss Denisha was the mastermind of the mistress's abduction some time ago. He also wanted to kill her."

"Bad!" shamsudin shouted while pounding the table. "Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Mrs forbid it. He will tell you himself."

"Relax Syam. Sit down first." Sulaiman tried to calm his friend.

"How can I calm down! The kidnapping resulted in my nephew losing his virginity because of mister!" Shamsudin's emotions are unstoppable. "My niece suffered a prolonged trauma! Female base ******!  I'll make sure he goes to jail for a long time!"

"Lost virginity? You mean ttu.. ttu raping madam?" bik Tika pias's face heard Shamsudin's words.

"Iiittu can't be Sham. Tttuan is a good man."

"Even a good person who has been injected with stimulant drugs will certainly be different from the original." Syamsudin sat down.

"It was fitting that the madam was so devastated and frightened that she asked to go home to Surabaya." muttered Bik Tika.

The three of them were silent. They are in their own minds. They were in a state of fear and inexhaustion with this unexpected event.

"We cannot continue like this" Sulaiman said. "We must act immediately, gathering evidence so that the witch woman does not return to harm the master's little family."

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Cyra tried to get off her bed slowly. He felt bored and wanted to go out breathing fresh air. The wound on his leg no longer hurt. Tomorrow morning he will return to the hospital, as soon as the doctor declares his wound to dry he will remove the bandage. He will feel free without having to bother others.

Moreover, last night he had a very strange dream but made him addicted. Because Aroon used to bathe her. Feeling the touch - the touch that makes him always miss. Even in her dream she took a bath with her husband. Gently Aroon kissed his back and of course caused a strange tingly taste like there were thousands of butterflies in his stomach.

Cyra took a deep breath, why could she dream like that. I need to focus on the initial mission of finding evidence of Denisha's crimes.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, you surprised me." Cyra turned to the source of the voice. "I want to be wild for a while, bored in the room constantly."

"Why not call me?"

"I'm afraid of trouble."

"I don't feel bothered." replied Aroon. "Where do you want to go?"

"Hmmm, to the estate maybe."

"All right, I'll take you there." Aroon prepares to carry Cyra.

"Your wounds?"

"It looks like it's dry. It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Related?"

Cyra nodded.

"All right, I'm opening the door." Aroon quickly opened the door to make it wider. Cyra walked slowly. Aroon closed the door again.

They both walked to the farm. Even though it was going slowly for both of them felt very fast.

"You wanna sit in the gazebo?"

"Yes, I want to sit there."

"Come on." Aroon held Cyra's hand because it was slightly uphill. The goal is that his wife does not fall. "Truly tomorrow's your bandage release schedule?" aroon asked after Cyra managed to sit in the gazebo.

"Yes, I've seen the control schedule."

"Have lists?"

"Already, through online."

"Why not tell me?"

"It's a trivial matter" Cyra said. "I don't want to trouble you. Look at your job being abandoned, right?"

"Let's just calm Cyra. I told you Sulaiman and Shamsudin were helping me."

Cyra smiled, he inhaled the air in the inner plantation - inside. "Hmmm.. Fresh."

"You like it?" ask Aroon.

"Cyra nodded. "Like it very much."

Drrr.. Drrtt.. Drrrtt. There's an incoming call on Aroon's phone.

"Hello." she replied. "Oh it's coming, okay I'm there." call's over. "Cyra I'm going to the orange plantation for a bit. Don't go anywhere okay."

"Yes.. Yes, ready boss." Cyra laughed at how panicked her husband was.

Seeing Cyra laughing off made her happy. "All right, I'll stay first."

"Be careful."

Cyra circulated her gaze at the green expanse of plants that were soothing to the eyes. His sense of boredom arrived - gradually - gradually disappeared. He repeatedly inhaled fresh air while keeping it in his chest.

"Guukk.."

Hah what is that sound. Is that the dog Cyra asked in his heart. His face turned into panic and cold sweat drenched his forehead.

"Guuukk.." The voice sounded louder.

God, not a dog anymore. I really am afraid of Cyra's prayer. He closed his eyes, resigned and did not want to see if there was a dog or not.

"Guukk."

"No.. No. gabe.. There is no dog Cyra. It was just an illusion." he muttered as he kept his eyes closed.

And suddenly there was a hand that touched his ear and clenched his hands in both ears Cyra.he did that so that Cyra could not hear the sound of the dog.

"Hey be calm there is me" said Aroon.

Cyra breathes a sigh of relief. "Aroon." hugged him tightly. "I'm scared." said Cyra. "Has the dog gone?"

"No dog, maybe it's just a mock sound."

Cyra hugged her husband's burly body tightly. "Don't leave me again. I'm really scared."

"will not. Remember you can count on me Cyra." Aroon caresses in Cyra's hair.

Cyra closed her eyes feeling a warm embrace from Aroon. He really enjoyed. Now his hand was used to Ariin's burly body. Cyra stroked Aroon's back. It made Aroon both surprised and pleased.

"You naughty Cyra." he muttered

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