MY LOVER'S STUDENT

twenty eight

It's a good thing that Farida didn't ask me why I was late to the classroom. The history lesson resumed after all the compact disciples fell silent. I took a notebook with a study guide package. Ms. Farida explains the material to discuss the political development of liberal democracy.

I try to read the whole material well. Occasionally record reviews about the party system, important date dates and cabinet names at that time.

"Where the hell are you?" sarah whispered. He remained focused facing forward.

"Once I've learned the mathematical PR," I replied without looking.

"That long?"

I replied by shaking my head slowly. Where might dare to linger in the teacher's office. I must be good at putting myself as a student when dealing with the lover in the school environment. Immediately shadowed the handsome face of Mr. Alfin after reading the message written in the book. Getting a smile from him made me more excited.

"The whole notebook is closed!" exclaimed Farida ma'am who surprised us in class.

The same expression emanated from some disciples who were so shocked after finding an impromptu repetition. Without preparation for learning, I hope my grades aren't as bad as math lessons.

"All notebooks and package books must be stored in a drawer with a closed position. Sit away from my friends. Work silently without anyone to turn or speak" he exclaimed, raising his voice.

"Anyone who cheats or is trying to cheat, please bear the consequences yourself" he added.

Same with Mr. Alfin, Ms. Farida was so killer when holding an impromptu repetition. Once, I was kicked out of class just for two seconds looking back. Not yet managed to get the cheat results, Ms. Farida suddenly came over and tore the answer paper and threatened me to get zero. After that, I was really scared to go back to making the same mistake.

"Immediately write about what I will tell you. No one is left behind. Ready it?" asked Bu Farida while looking around.

"Ready, ma'am," we answered.

The brain tries to remember the explanation a week ago. Hearts solemnly pray to get a better value than Deliana.

"Viki, please share this paper," he ordered the class president.

The keribo-haired man stood up and glanced at me at a glance. His love last night made me have to keep my distance. Playboy seal lizard with an ordinary face is indeed has a high level of confidence.

Standing right beside the bench, Viki split the sheet of paper and asked me to scroll back. The scent of perfume was so stinging as he approached. If there was no teacher, I would have driven this pretentious handsome guy. The style of charm that makes me just feel ilfeel.

After splitting the paper, Viki sat back on his stool. Ms. Farida who finished filling the journal book stood in the middle.

"On number one. What year is the first election held in Indonesia? Why is it called the most democratic election?

Immediately I wrote the first question while continuing to remember the answer that Ms. Farida had given when explaining the lesson last week.

"On the number two. What was the political situation in liberal democracy?"

All students must be extra fast in writing the questions mentioned. There is no repetition. No student dared to speak or look. All face their own paper.

"On the third. Explain why the party system adopted in the 1950s is called multi-party?"

"Regard four. Explain the purpose of the fortress' economic policy. Explain why this policy failed?"

After mentioning the repeated questions, Ms. Farida walked slowly around the students while making sure we wrote the whole matter well and completely.

"So there are four types of questions that you should work on immediately. If something is done, put the answer paper on the teacher's desk and leave the classroom" he said.

"Well, ma'am," we said simultaneously.

I saw Ms. Farida sitting back in her chair. Then observe the entire disciple from the front. I breathed a sigh of relief as I still remembered the answers of some of the questions.

Half an hour later, the whole matter was resolved. A full page contains answers to all four types of questions. After feeling reassured, I moved forward and placed the answer sheet on the teacher's desk confidently. All the students seemed astonished to see me finish answering the first time.

Ms. Farida invited me to leave the class first. A golden opportunity for me to steal a glance at Mr. Alfin's class. I deliberately watched the teacher from the outside window, he was sitting while passing the value of the repetition. The glasses guy suddenly knew where I was. He looked at me in surprise making me smile embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Alfin came out of the room and approached. I hurriedly faced the field against the class.

"What do you need, huh?" He asked with a curious face. Apparently the teacher didn't realize that I just wanted to steal the view secretly. I was stunned while thinking of an excuse.

His eyes were a little surprised when I finished talking. I don't know why that speech could just slide.

"Nobody else dared to bully me during class hours, except for you," he explained with a fixed look at my eyes.

I tried my best to hold back the smile as the students in the class looked curiously at the outside window.

"Sir Alfin apologized, my PR yesterday has not finished everything. Please give me at least one more week, sir," I purposely said that because one by one my friends came out of the classroom. I don't want them to suspect seeing me face to face with Mr. Alfin during class.

Mr. Alfin who understands my habit just nodded without saying much. A moment after that, he re-entered the classroom. The way he walked seemed very dignified. L like it.

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At 12:30, the home bell rang. Sarah went out the gate first after her sister came to pick her up. I saw Mr. Alfin still in the office room while having a warm conversation with another teacher. Laughter is clearly heard from the outside. I just kept quiet withstanding the curiosity. Sitting casually on the office terrace, I observed one by one the students who filled the field. There is a new regulation from the school that those who carry vehicles must push their motorcycles when entering the school area as a form of politeness.

The crowd is getting less. I should've waited for Mr. Alfin at the usual place. It took walking a hundred meters in front of the unfinished shophouse. This time I want to see the expression on the face of the lover while watching me wait at the closest distance.

Kulirik glimpsed at him. Mr. Alfin seemed to be getting ready to leave the room. I sat there pretending not to wait for anyone.

"Ehm," a loud deheman sounded from him. I looked, then smiled.

He glanced without speaking. Then walk towards the parking lot by carrying his black backpack. I walked in from behind. He sped up a step then entered the car and sped away without waiting for me. The quiet atmosphere in the parking area still did not make Mr. Alfin change his mind. His car stopped at an ordinary place.

"Basic is too professional" I grumbled along the way.

Arriving near his car, I stopped for a moment while making sure the outside was completely safe. The car glass slowly opened. The figure of the man sitting in the driver's seat seemed to be smiling to himself.

"No bargain nebeng started the parking lot, right?" he said it with his own chuckle.

I can only resist getting upset by tilting next to the lips. Then he walked in before the school residents saw. Mr. Alfin thrust mineral water after seeing me exhausted. After wetting my throat, I felt excited again.

"Would you go straight home or to the cafe first?" ask him while running his car.

"To the cafe yes," I replied suggesting.

He nodded while focusing facing forward.

"You are, yes, very brave to come to the teacher's office just want to ask if you can go home with anything. Yesterday's PR was mandatory. The extra time is only three days, not even a week. It's delicious," he lamented.

Somehow the soul mengeselinnya back friday even though it is not in the school environment. I can only sigh tired.

"Yes yes, Mr. Alfin. I went to a cafe and wanted to go out. But..."

My words stopped immediately when the car stopped suddenly. I almost hit the dashboard.

"I'm sorry, surprised earlier," he said with a hold of laughter while looking at me.

"Shocked why?" many wonder.

"So you said, to the cafe want to date. What's that date like?" the question that made my eyes grow wide. Suddenly misbehaving.

I was silent while looking to the side. Suddenly embarrassed to explain that I was just lazy to learn math under the pretext of dating.

"Look at Fani, it just so happened that some classes have daily replicas. Can you help correct the questions? After that we continue your PR yesterday," he decided.

I turned towards him while displaying the usual facial expression as possible. In silence I try to understand the pain of going out with a math teacher. Inevitably must be ready to help correct other classes. I smiled sweetly and nodded.

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