MY LOVER'S STUDENT

twenty-four

I chose silence because I was upset by Mr. Alfin's question that made me seem stupid and lousy. Not fully understand the material because the father and mother are so supervising the learning process in the living room. Mr. Alfin is the umpteenth maths tutor after some other teachers prefer to step down and are reluctant to teach me again. The reason may be because they are impatient.

I deliberately turned my eyes away from the face of the clean-skinned man. Then look at some questions in the package book while trying to understand various formulas that seem complicated. He heard her thumping but I was still lazy to look.

"It's over?" She asked.

I shook my head slowly without even talking.

"Understanding slowly. There is already a description of the formula," he told.

I responded with a small nod. Then again staring at the package book trying to direct all attention to the problems. I don't know why my brain is only able to digest the formula on the surface. There is not a single question that can be answered at all. The pencil in his hand

I am confused as to what to write.

Kulirik Pak Alfin at a glance. He seemed to be playing with his phone while smiling to himself. My curious soul is getting more and more disturbed. Wanted to know what made her smile so strange.

"Why the hell, sir, it's so fun. Who are you chatting with?" I'm full of curiosity. Suddenly feeling jealous for no reason.

"Not chatan. It's a merbung lebay that happens to pass by on the veranda" I replied casually.

I stared not understanding. I remember a story I wrote on Facebook a few days ago. There, I insinuate a lot of Mr. Alfin's attitude that sometimes is so annoying.

"What's the bomb, sir?" ask again.

"The title is Lecturer Guiding Ngeselin," he replied telling.

"So Mr. Alfin followed the story? pantesan so follow ngeselin," I grumbled.

"How's ngeselin? Your behavior is what always makes sprain. Every time the material is explained there are reasons so that I do your job. Aye, right?" guess it.

I was silent while holding back a laugh. All because of the behavior of Mother Aira who makes me feel jealous because I want to have a type of lover like Mr. Denis. The lecturer who claimed to be willing to bear the final task of the lecture until completion. Unfortunately, Alfin is not like that. His attitude was even too professional and inattentive.

"Sir Alfin is also more salty. Cause time

"That's a punishment for students who are in class" he said.

"Then I also have a punishment for a poor maths tutor" I replied in annoyance.

"What, try?" nantangin.

The rumble managed to make Mr. Alfin hold back a laugh by turning to the side. There is a satisfaction when looking at facial expressions that are not flat anymore. His attitude was too serious to teach a lesson. As a lover, I want to get a confession. His professional attitude as a teacher made me wonder, does he love me? is he serious about this relationship? I don't know.

I want to ask about his feelings. About his intentions in this relationship. However, it is not yet ready to engage in further talks.

"Hey, you're still in school. Doing PR alone males-malesan like this. Especially if you're going to be a wife?" ask him to end his laughter.

"If your wife had to do math first, what?" I said with courage.

Mr. Alfin laughed again. While I feel a little upset.

"Fani, Fani, study first diligently yes," his message again advises. It turned out that he always switched the conversation when I intentionally offended the future.

Disappointment can only be held once I hear Mr. Alfin's response is always the same as before. The mind immediately imagines, can you if you later have an unromantic husband like this? It even seems so prestige when talking about love.

I chose to be quiet while pretending to do something. The brain is busy thinking of ways to make Mr. Alfin jealous. That way, I can find out how sorry he is to me. My phone suddenly rang. Viki's name is on the phone. That rancid boy must have wanted to charge Ms. Fatmala a task that I hadn't collected yet. Suddenly came the idea to tease the lover.

"Call him later tonight yes, brother," I said briefly and then immediately turned off the phone.

Just this time I was forced to call the class leader Kak. Tomorrow he'll tease me all out. Scroll the face of Mr. Alfin who is now staring into my eyes. I stared back at him with an innocent face. One second, two seconds, three seconds, he never said anything. A moment later, Mr. Alfin even distanced his sitting position by leaning his back on the wooden barrier. Then get busy with your phone.

"Sir Alfin.." I called. He did not look or answer.

I managed to make her jealous, but suddenly I realized her attitude had turned cold. Fani, why look for trouble? I was busy blaming myself.

Seriate.