My Love Teacher's

School Reunion

Cyra was packing clothes this morning. He did not bring much because only three days stay in Surabaya. The clothes for the reunion are also ready.

"Related to not buy a new one?"

"I don't think so. I don't want to look excessive. Later I got a negative comment. Married to a rich man."

"Not listening to their comments. We work and don't ask. May dong occasionally give appreciation for ourselves for the achievements so far."

"But I think these clothes are still good."

"It's up to you."

"Or don't don't don't you also judge me a village, I'm ugly."

"Hey.. Oi.. Why accuse me? I never thought of you like that at all. We're special Cyra, you're smart, simple and beautiful."

Cyra bowed to Aroon's reply. "I'm sorry, my mind got messed up by this reunion invitation."

Aroon approached and gently stroked the hair of his estranged wife. "Cyra listen to me, don't get dizzy with people talking. Because we can never resist the comments of others against us. The wisest thing is not to be too confused or put into the heart.

Everyone has a different point of view, the cause is their background and knowledge.

It would be complicated to follow everyone's opinion. Then we must have a strong stand based on our strong reason." Aroon explains at length. He took a breath. "The part that must be passed in the journey of life is to hear others comment on our lives. Make it a process and don't protest. Let it go."

"Thank you for making me a little relieved."

"Good." praise Aroon. "Where's the suitcase I got ready to put in the car?"

"My suitcase and yours are all set. For Gio's suitcase I haven't checked yet. I'm going to his room."

"Send to pack quickly. In the afternoon we should have arrived at the airport." said Aroon while carrying two suitcases of his and Cyra.

"okay." Cyra walked out of the room into Gio's room. It turns out he was ready too. For Omar and Olif only carry a backpack.

"Is this all you've brought?"

Gio nodded.

"Surely there's nothing to miss?"

"A thousand percent sure? I've brought a chessboard because my grandfather promised to teach me to play chess."

"All right, the important thing is not to be too late."

"We also have a swimsuit with you." said Omar.

"Make what?"

"Swimming in that clear river. The water is so hot." Omar closed his eyes while imagining the freshness of the river water. Spontaneously Olif immediately flicked Omar's scarf.

"Have not been too imaginary, even the ghost of Billy who came."

"Ih amit - amit." Omar was horrified. "Have not been called - call let him calm in the afterlife do not you need to call - call.

"Eh who calls - call. I also know that the ghost is here." said Olif.

"It's been.. It's been.. We don't have to talk about people money is dead. Let him calm down. It is precisely there that we pray for it." said Cyra. "Omar, please take Gio's suitcase to the car."

"Ready mom Cyra." Omar and Olif rushed to the car. There's been waiting for Aroon and Fahri. Fahri just drove him to the airport.

They all got into the car and prepared for the trip to Surabaya.

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After a journey of almost two hours they finally arrived at the very simple house of Cyra.

"It's good that you can get here again." greet mom while hugging Gio.

"We are also happy because we must have brought the jenang home." said Omar.

"Yes.. Yes, I must have made it. Don't worry." answered mom. "But don't forget later the photo also with son Aroon who is now a mother's daughter-in-law." ibi expression is very proud with Aroon.

"Bu already. Shame ah." Cyra warned. He then brought a suitcase into his room. He had almost misplaced his suitcase in mom and dad's room. If Aroon doesn't warn.

"Hey, we're husband and wife. You don't intend to sleep with mom and dad, do you? Or instead you want to tell me that we haven't__."

"Yes.. Ja.. Sorry I forgot." Cyra cut Aroon's word. His face was red with embarrassment. He immediately headed to the room where Aroon usually slept. He made the bed and put clothes in the closet.

"What if we renovate this house?"

"Ask mom and dad first. Who knows they don't want to. And also you've sacrificed too much for this family."

"I don't mind Cyra." replied Aroon. "It is precisely what I must do because of the deeds I have done to you."

Oh so he felt guilty, so he wanted to marry me. So not because of love Cyra thought in her heart. His face changed immediately. "I went to the kitchen to make dinner" she said.

Why is his face so pouting. Did I say the wrong thing again, thought Aroon. Heh women are indeed easily changed mood. He prefers to lie in bed.

"Eh your face is pouting. What's up?"

"Not what ma'am. It's a little tense going to the reunion tomorrow."

"Tumben trifles so make you dizzy."

"Many of you have negative comments. Toxic's."

"It is not necessary to. You already have a handsome, well-established husband. Less what else try. You should be grateful."

Cyra sighed. What my mother said was true too. Even her husband has been advising her repeatedly.

"Eh. Your stomach's filled yet?"

"Yes not yet dong ma'am. He hasn't eaten yet. This is just cooking too."

"Ouch. This stupid kid. I mean pregnant."

"Oh pregnant. Yes, bu wong we just haven't___." Cyra stopped her words.

"Not what?"

"I mean there's no plan. I got married yesterday."

"Yes that's right. But I'd like to nimang grandson."

"Prophe mom." answered Cyra. "Ah ah don't talk about that anymore. Cuisine is not crisscrossed this." Cyra tried to divert the conversation.

Soon they had dinner. Tired of the trip Gio immediately slept with Omar and Olif as well as Aroon.

"Hm.. Can slide a little."

"It's also Cyra's slide." replied Aroon.

"I slept in the front seat." replied Aroon. But hunt down Cyra pulled his hand.

"Don't. Later if you know me they'll be suspicious."

"So how do you want? I'm sleeping downstairs? Chilly. No mats or mattresses."

"Don't. Later you can get sick." reject Cyra. "I'll sleep on my side."

"Yes up to you. I'm going to sleep, my body is tired." Aroon closed his eyes.

Cyra slowly climbed onto the bed. They were very close together, Cyra could even feel her husband's breath. It should be accepted for only a few days. She also fell asleep with her husband.

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This morning Cyra woke up hugging Aroon's burly body.

"Away awake?" ask Aroon.

"Eh already. I take a shower." said Cyra, whose face was red. It turned out that she was so tightly hugging her husband's body.

Nine o'clock reunion. Cyra dressed up as pretty as possible. With a black dress of fine materials fitting with the curves of her body. He repeatedly took a breath.

"I doubt I'll let you go to the reunion."

"Why?"

"You're too pretty." seduce Aroon.

"Huh.. Tombal." cyra's lips. But in her heart she is not willing if her husband comes along. He's too handsome. What if a lot of friends are flirting. "Let's go."

The two of them went to a reunion held at a five-star hotel. So until Cyra looked nervous.

"It's quiet. You can count on me."

"Thank you for accompanying me."

Aroon took Cyra's hand. They entered the room. Many eyes looked at them and not many whispered about them.

"Cyra." call someone.

"Strong." said Cyra. He was nervous because he was afraid that there was Devano. But it didn't.

"Oh you came with your master apparently?" sekar.

"He's my husband now."

"Oh, it's smart that you set him up." Sekar said softly but Cyra could hear him. "I feel sorry for you, sir."

"Why feel sorry for me? I don't know you."

"We met once on the farm. I'm Devano's fiance."

"Oh. That jerk's man." replied Aroon.

"Master should be careful with this girl. It's two-faced. Already broken up from Devano still chasing him until finally we did not get married."

"Oh you're saved. Why marry a jerk like him." replied Aroon. "And you need to know too. Repeatedly Vano made a fuss with me."

"That's because this woman is itching!" suddenly Sekar replied in a high tone. Until everyone gets distracted. All eyes looked towards them. "Hey, your hearts are with Cyra. Take care of your husbands not to be as lucky as I am!"

The words of Sekar made them sneer towards Cyra.

Cyra's tears glazed - glass. But Aroon clasped his hand tightly trying to strengthen him. "Stark Cyra." whispered.

"Sorry Miss Sekar. I think you're wrong. I have evidence of Devano's crimes against my wife. He's been stalking and trying to kidnap my wife. So here's who's chasing and troublemaking." Aroon. "And Cyra used to work with me. But because of his intelligence, his kindness, his affection made me fall in love with him. So that's what decided I married her. Is it wrong for a single person like me to marry him?"

The returning guest whispered - whispered. They turned to snickered Sekar.

Suddenly there came a few men in suits and many knew he was the owner of this hotel.

"Sorry Mr. Aroon. I didn't know you were coming. Why not tell me first?"

"I'm here to take my wife Mr. Fredric. Not business. He's got a reunion show."

"Oh lady Aroon's guest of honor this event apparently."

"No, I'm just a regular guest" Cyra said humbly.

"Oh common mistress. Don't condescend. Let mister and mrs Aroon come with me. We'll be jamu elsewhere which is more luxurious. Come." force Fredric. "This place doesn't fit."

"Well, if it's like this I can't resist" replied Aroon.

Eventually they left the show. Many of them who recognize the greatness of Cyra's husband who turned out not to be an arbitrary person. While Sekar had to bear the shame of his own actions.

After the exhausting event they both went home.

"Aroons."

"Yes" replied Aroon who was changing his clothes with a nightgown.

"Thank you" said Cyra. "What was it if no one stood up for me." Cyra said with a trembling tone restraining haru.

"Hey I'm your husband. Of course I'll protect you. You can count on me Cyra." replied Aroon with a deep look.

Cyra's eyes glazed over - the glass heard her husband's words. Aroon approached he stroked his wife's cheek gently. Cyra fell silent and returned Aroon's gaze.

That made Aroon ventured further. She stroked Cyra's tiny lips and again Cyra just kept quiet and let her husband wave at her.

Aroon's hand slid in between Cyra's hair and was on her nape.

"Cyra." call her in a hoarse voice. Aroon brought her face closer, pulled Cyra's nape and then kissed Cyra's lips. Again Cyra was silent. Seeing that Aroon was getting bolder again greedily he kissed his wife's lips.

And arrived - arrived.

"Aroon stop."

Aroon stopped immediately. He regulated his breath that was panting because his desire was in the ubun - ubun.

"I'm not ready" said Cyra.

"What?"

"I'm not ready yet." answered Cyra again.

Aroon swallowed a great disappointment. He took off his hand and walked backwards. Immediately he turned around and went out of the room somewhere.

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