MY LOVER'S STUDENT

MY LOVER'S STUDENT
twenty nine



#Muridku_My love


#sequels


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I found one of Mr. Alfin's photos three years ago on his facebook account. While still a student in Jakarta. Unexpectedly, it turns out that he had also been alay in his time. The hairstyle was a little disheveled with a smile that was so electrifying.


Still wearing a white-gray uniform, I immediately selfied myself with the same hairstyle. Curious how Mr. Alfin would react if he saw a photo of me deliberately imitating his appearance.


After getting one photo that fits, I immediately edited by adding a sentence that makes me laugh alone. I see Mr. Alfin still online. Somehow he rarely updates stories on whatsapp or facebooknya. But never miss to see the unimportant stories I post every day.


I sent the photo immediately. It didn't take long, the two ticks instantly turned blue. Mr. Alfin was seen typing a reply.


[Where did God take that photo? ⁇ ] he wrote accompanied by a tepuk jidat emoticon.


I was endlessly laughing after successfully making Mr. Alfin surprised like that. It feels so satisfied.


[From your facebook account. Turns out many hidden photos of alay 🀣🀣]


Although the two ticks turned blue, Mr. Alfin suddenly disappeared before replying to the message. Basic habits. My soul is in my heart. Facebook app accompanied the turmoil this afternoon. Reading the continuous stories that I always look forward to the next episode. Finger back pressing one of the names in the search. Mr. Alfin's Facebook account suddenly disappeared. A big question mark rang out, could it be that he could block me from the friendship list? Shortly after, a single notification appeared on the screen. I was so excited when I read the message that just came from him


'Reviews yes don't get posted.'


'Why? Your level of fondness will not decrease, sir.'


'Just don't.'


'Once in a while yes.' my god.


Shortly after, he called. I laughed satisfied to have made Mr. Alfin suddenly panic. He's so sensitive if his privacy is compromised. I saw on the screen a picture of a math book as his profile picture. Since teaching, never put an original photo. That's Mr. Alfin. A man who always jaim because of his profession as a teacher.


"Corn, Mr. Alfin," I said in a voice as sweet as possible.


"Have you posted the picture in WA? share in your friends' group?" accuse him without further ado.


"The choice is so," I answered casually.


"Haha.. Not Sir. How dare I. One school is going to be great later," I replied with a small laugh. Suddenly worried if he was angry.


I heard him sigh in relief.


"Which photos did you take?" ask him to interrogate.


"much. When can I take a photo?" my voice softens spoiled.


"If you want a photo together, wait when you are married. Please take photos and post them."


Tumben once Mr. Alfin alluded to the marriage. My heart thumped as I imagined the wonderful life in the future.


"Still long dong. I want to take photos at school. Let our son know that his parents' father used to be secretly dating at school." I laughed again while imagining his current facial expression. I don't know why I can suddenly say that sentence so easily.


"Yes, don't fantasize too far. You're still in school, studying there!" sanya.


"Sir Alfin first, who suddenly discussed marriage. I automatically fantasize," I replied, chuckling to myself.


She's speechless. Maybe I can't speak anymore.


"Sir Alfin, are you ready to commit to patiently waiting for me to graduate?" ask me seriously.


Suddenly a question arose from the deepest of hearts. He remained silent without any answer heard. Silent. The phone is still connected.


"Sir Alfin," I called suspiciously to be left asleep.


"Sir Alfin," I called back.


"Your question must be answered directly. Don't give answers at school. Especially dare to come in the teacher's office. Look out, yes" he replied a little threateningly.


I'm holding back the laughter. Can't wait for tomorrow.


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The photo in question in this part is on a private wall (visualization of characters) Thank you