MY LOVER'S STUDENT

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#Muridku_My love

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Although dating a teacher, not necessarily my position is fairly safe. Mr. Alfin can without glancing at me during the lesson. He was too focused when delivering the material. While the way he taught was slow but serious often made my mind fantasize too far. About our future.

Should be able to concentrate. My mind is self-suggesting. But it always fails when its tall body approaches. Me and the other guys were the same in his eyes. I'm not a special student in class. But a special disciple in his heart.

"Ehem," Deheman's voice pointed at me.

I ended the daydream by looking around. Everyone looked at me with a strange look. So is Sarah - my friend.

"What's Sar?" I half whispered.

Sarah did not answer. She blinked her eyes asking me to look ahead where my lover was standing. Sure enough, Mr. Alfin stared intently at me. For a moment he walked over, making my heart beat faster.

"Fani, do you understand the number one explanation?" He asked while standing with his hands folded on his chest.

I ventured to look into his eyes. A cold look like he wanted to vent his heart's irritation. I shook my head slowly with a smile then chose to look down.

"Following my lessons should be focused. I want to ask, why smile for yourself?" ask him in a voice that is loud enough and sounds firm.

I held back a smile while lowering my face. There's no way I reminded her of her cuteness this morning when her hair looked messy when it came to picking her up. He was too hasty to forget to comb his hair first. This cuteness is all I know.

A moment later, his face suddenly looked a little clumsy. Then walk slowly towards the teacher's desk. Sarah looked at me in wonder, and so did my other friends. Because just this time, there was a disciple who was free from his interrogation.

Mr. Alfin still had his fifth lesson hour after the first break. Honestly, I don't like the lesson. Mathematics for me only drains the brain to think hard, while there are rarely problems that can be solved well. Although the teacher had explained the formula in detail and over and over again, still I failed to understand when our gazes intertwined.

The gaze of his eagle eyes implied the order for me to listen to the lesson. Eye cues anyway, we have to understand each other through a secret code. When Mr. Alfin left the class about to take a package book in the office, the class atmosphere suddenly fussed.

"I fell in love with Mr. Alfin" Deliana half-cried.

"Jadian sono" said Viki who sat on the bench behind him.

"If Mr. Alfin already has a girlfriend how?" Deliana spoke again with a worried face.

"Eating tuh, broken heart," said friends with a compact ending with a painful laughter.

I also laughed at the jokes of those who cornered the girl. After all, the special someone in Mr. Alfin's heart is now just me - his only lover.

The steps of a person began to sound. Those who wandered immediately sat on their respective benches. Mr. Alfin entered the classroom with a few books in his hand.

Wearing a plain grey shirt as well as black trousers, he looked more cool and dignified. Especially when the lips smile, anyone must feel happy. But not now, Mr. Alfin always showed a serious face while teaching. It can be counted on the finger how many times he wants to smile in class. Worse, he was the type of fierce teacher for a student who had a below average intelligence level like me.

"Your task results have been partially included in the value book. For students who have problems with their grades, rest later can meet me at the office" he said.

Mr. Alfin took a quick glance, further strengthening the conjecture that began to unsettle my heart. While the student's workbook is still on the teacher's desk and ready to be distributed by the class leader.

The break bell rang loudly. There is a happiness when thinking about the Mbok Nah canteen that prepares a variety of favorite snacks to fill the stomach that is starting to be hungry. Mr. Alfin stood up.

"Daily repeat preparation after hours of rest. Please have the workbook divided, I wait in the office for the value of the problem," he said, staring around and then passed out of class.

I stared at his back until it was gone from sight. Still vividly remembered as she smiled shyly realizing the appearance of her hair this morning. Without hesitation borrow a comb when his comb is left behind. Mr. Alfin is indeed good at controlling expressions.

"Alhamdulillah got 72" said Sarah with a proud face.

I walked over to Viki who was busy sharing our workbook. Look for pink-coated books with heart-shaped motifs. It is common to see a cross across the answer. Fortunately, he didn't give me a big zero.

I saw all the expressions of my friends. No one looked sad. Worse, I'm the only student who has to see Mr. Alfin in the office. Was he on purpose?