MY LOVER'S STUDENT

MY LOVER'S STUDENT
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#Muridku_My love


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The presence of Mr. Alfin had horrendous school residents. He's the only young, handsome, unmarried teacher. Sometimes I get jealous when I find out some female students openly like it.


Still sitting in the original place, I held back a smile when I heard that tickling speech. In three hours, my dear Mas Alfin will position himself as a lover.


"Take care of your attitude" he said briefly while looking at a glance.


"Take care of my feelings too" I replied while holding back a laugh.


Instantly, Mr. Alfin stared fixedly. His black bead back made my heart flutter. I don't know what was on his mind when he heard my words that always wanted to tease him.


"Don't talk if it's not related to school interests" he said as he stood up.


Mr. Alfin's face looked as serious as when teaching in class. I found no expression a few minutes ago when she occasionally held back a laugh. From his eyes implied a gaze that made me have to be able to adjust.


"Okay, sir," I replied in agreement.


He nodded his head. Then he brought me back in and walked into the waiting room. My footsteps came to a halt when I saw Mr. Suryo and Ms. Ismawati having a serious conversation with both of Deliana's parents. Seconds by second brought me into a chaotic state of mind. Thinking about Deliana's condition and my fate when dealing with them.


"Tifani, here, son," called Bu Ismawati in a soft voice.


Mr. Alfin turned his head for a moment, giving me a slight smile as if to strengthen. I catch my breath hoping I don't get into any big trouble. Sitting next to Bu Ismawati, the fashionable young lady who was her mother Deliana looked at me cynically. Unlike the man next to him who has a more friendly face.


I choose to remain silent. Confused what to say. I never expected to be faced with such a tense atmosphere. Although Mr. Alfin was sitting not far from me, there was no way I would ask for his protection as a lover.


"Fani, I'm gonna ask you a question. You got a problem with Deliana?" reprimand Deliana's mother by raising her tone of voice.


I nodded while saying no. Somehow everyone thought I threw the ball on purpose because I had a personal problem with the girl. Once a year ago, Deliana and I became candidates for the chairperson of the OSIS representative class XI Language A. Although I was once a rival and was declared unable to enter the next selection, there was never any intention to hurt Deliana as many people alleged.


"Not just a bracelet. Answer honestly Fani. Deliana used to tell mom, you don't like her in class, do you?" bully Deliana's mother was half angry.


My eyes were round for a moment. Mr. Alfin looked surprised at the words. The conflict that once occurred between me and Deliana was only purely an ordinary rival. After being declared defeated, I still give spirit even though our friendship relationship was never as familiar as before.


"I didn't mean it, Mom. This morning, probably due to lack of focus. I'm really sorry" I said with teary eyes.


"If your apology can make your child recover immediately, I'm sorry," he replied.


"Well," her husband said with an unkind look.


I stared one by one the accompanying teacher. They are compact silent. So is Mr. Alfin. His shoulders looked comfortable to lean on. Merely, this time he had not said a word to defend me as a disciple.


"How's it going, Mom?" He finally made a sound.


"Thank God be aware, sir. His head is still dizzy. Fortunately, the pain was not severe. If my son does anything, we'll take the matter to the law" he jolted sharply at me.


"Well, be patient, Mah," her husband acted soothingly.


"Well, a problem like this can't be taken lightly. Papah knows itself, Deliana can faint constantly dizzy like that. Poor, Pah," his mother told him with a look of a face that looked so anxious.


"I as a sports teacher apologized to Father, Mother related to this problem. I went to see a doctor, thankfully there were no serious problems in his head. Maybe Deliana was startled and instantly fainted. I hope his condition can recover soon," said Mr. Suryo who made my feelings gradually improve.


Deliana's mother just nodded. I remained silent withstanding the rumble in the chest.


"I beg the school to give special sanctions for naughty students like this," his mother Deliana's request still did not accept.


Bad student? I also did not accept being judged as a naughty student by him. Such an inappropriate assessment clearly lowered my good side in front of Mr. Alfin who was in a relationship with me just this month.


"Later to talk to the headmaster, Mom," said Mr. Suryo with a heavy sigh.


"Can I take a look at Deliana?" I ventured to ask.


"Please." Deliana's father.


Eye gesture, Mr. Suryo asked Mr. Alfin to accompany me to visit Deliana while telling the room number in the Orchid room. Mr. Alfin walked first, while I tailed behind him. Arriving in front of the room in question, Mr. Alfin opened the door slowly while saying his greetings. The nurse inside immediately cleaned up the former girl's meal while smacking a smile and moving out.


"Sir Alfin," said Deliana wrongly.


"Where's the condition? It's healing, isn't it?" ask Mr. Alfin who is now standing on the edge of the patient's bed. I have not appeared before the girl.


"It's still a little dizzy, sir" he replied.


"Hey here, don't bump there," said Mr. Alfin calling.


Walking slowly, guilt approached. I saw Deliana looking surprised at my arrival. Instantly, he faced to the side as I approached.


"Del, I'm sorry I knocked you unconscious and treated here. I was completely unintentional" I said trying to explain.


Deliana remained silent without looking at it in the least. I didn't expect his attitude to be like this. Looking towards Mr. Alfin, this man looked awkward.


"Deliana, earlier Tifani had explained to all of us, she had accidentally done that. Don't be angry, yes" Alfin said wisely.


Slowly, Deliana turned her head back towards us. His face seemed to dislike my presence visiting him.


"From the beginning he didn't like me, sir. He was jealous because I was chosen as the candidate for the class representative Chairman of OSIS, while he was not elected. Just tell me you're satisfied to see me here. Yeah, right?" accuse Deliana in an angry tone.


I shook my head as I looked at Mr. Alfin with teary eyes. Ever since Deliana became the number one student in the school, we didn't get along with each other not because I was envious of her myriad accomplishments and titles. I withdrew from the association because I wanted to focus on writing. I became a little quiet because I was often chased by deadlines that required silence to string words together.


A moment after, Deliana turned her face back. I took a long breath. This misunderstanding can reach the ears of teachers.


"It's not so, Del. Don't misunderstand me. I never envied seeing you as the head of OSIS at school. I'm just glad that our class is a class of high regard because it has a smart OSIS chairman like you" I said.


"Omong empty," he said.


Mr. Alfin asked me to take a few steps back. A moment after, he left without discussing anything about us.


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The three teachers were still engaged in a chat in the waiting room with Deliana's parents. While I chose to sit while waiting somewhere else. The stifling inner roar is now increasingly making my heart ache. Thinking about the conflict that has flared back with Deliana, thinking about the school's sanctions, then my fate in front of my schoolmates. From the morning, everyone only saw me as a guilty figure, as a troubled figure without knowing the real problem.


"Sir Alfin, take Tifani back to school, yes. Let me who mboncengin my wife, pity the heat," said Mr. Suryo with a big smile.


"Oh, yes, sir," replied Mr. Alfin with a smile.


Ms. Ismawati and Mr. Suryo rushed out of the hospital first. While Mr. Alfin was busy with flat objects in his hand. A moment later, we walked to the car park without saying anything. From behind, I saw Mr. Alfin as a teacher who was full of authority. The way he walks, the way he stares, and the way he talks always make my heart shake.


In the car, he took off his glasses. Staring at me with a smile.


"Why, Sir?" ask me to start a conversation.


"You are indeed a naughty student" he said as he turned on the machine.


I'm woken. Upset at the scorn coming out of his lips. Turning my face away from her, I chose to remain silent while circulating my gaze toward another vehicle from behind a glass window.


"Have dared to steal the heart of his own teacher" he added.


I looked at it for a moment. The man next door seemed to be smiling to the point of making me misbehave.


Seriate.


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