My Secret Bodyguard's
Section 24 Seducing the Beloved Teacher
Malamannya.
“Ndre, dinner first!"
“Iya, Mum.” Andrea put the pen on top of her book. Her net again looked at the antique padlock box in front of her.
He thought about what Fany was talking about at school. It's no secret that Fany is a genius child, he can do anything that other people can't. And this time there was something no less surprising, he could see Dale, his guardian genie. Is he indigo too?
Andrea let out a breath from her nose at once. It's a big deal if Fany gets to divulge all that. He could have been ostracized at school, or worse, expelled, for being accused of being a sorcerer.
“Emang I thought? If Fany dares to leak, I just ask for proof, can he prove it?” muttered.
His smile grinned, as if ready for battle with Fany.
But then the smile of sarcasm on her lips disappeared, reminded of Fany's warning about Dale. Don't trust that creature too much.
If what Fany was talking about was true, it turns out that he had been friends with a genie who could have been a liar.
The name of a subtle creature can not be seen what its purpose, he could pretend to help with other purposes. The evil Jin with all his deceit. Probably worse than netizens.
Andrea shuddered, unwilling until something happened to her or her mother.
“But why Aki to keep Dale all? Is he not being kept? But the hunted? Is he really Aki's pet?” Andre wondered.
“Ndre, what else? Let's have dinner first!” His mother suddenly appeared.
“Yeah, Ndre. Why look at the padlock until it is like that, what exactly is the padlock?”
Andrea smiled at her mother. “This love lock.” He put his finger together to form love, and showed it to his mother.
“What is tea?”
“Ah, I'm not slang. Never been to Paris?”
“Early, a few weeks ago we went there.”
“When?”
“Time to pick you up, we're through there.”
“Iih the Paris of Java. Passing by the outskirts of doang." Andrea manyun's.
"In Paris there is also a tourist place called love lock, there we can nyimpen padlock, while saying do'a with a partner for a lasting relationship, keep the key thrown into the river. Can't open the actor." Andrea held onto her chest, imagining her being there, with Dale who had turned into a human.
“Hehh! It was still a dream afternoon. Who would like to say the same promise?” ask Yuli, investigate. “Don't be the same motorcycle taxi guy?”
“Iiiihh ... Ibuuu,” riled Andrea, his daydream was disturbed because his mother called the speeding boy.
“Ladeni.” Yuli sneered.
“Woaahh, I said it was like Bi Cicih, ladeni ...” Andrea followed Bi Cicih's style of speech if again sneered.
“Let's eat first! Mom is hungry.”
Andrea closed the wooden box, then followed her mother who had already left the room.
His affair with Dale is not finished, there are still many curious who need an explanation in his head, but it is not time to reopen the lock where it is confined.
**
The Friday morning.
Finished following the joint study in the field, Andrea took Ren's hand. A long pasmina was attached to his shoulders.
“How does it feel to be piggybacked on him?”
“Who is he?” ask Ren.
“Si tubut.”
"Tissue?" Ren scrunched his forehead.
"Speeder."
"Oh, Kang ojek yesterday?" Ren kept walking, Andrea waited for an answer. “B aja,” Ren replied.
“Sure she nbit.” Andrea grinned at the teeth.
“Indeed she Bites.” Ren laughs. Andrea too. “It turns out he's not a motorcycle guy, Ndre.”
“Emang you nanya?”
“No, he's the one who keeps talking. I'm just asking you. Eehh, he asked you, you know,” continued Ren. They stopped walking.
“Masa?” Andrea felt strange.
“Truly, she just you tuh girl what guy.”
“Blind times.”
“The shoe is flat, he said.” Ren ran away laughing.
Andrea looked at her own chest, willing to feel but ashamed of many people. “Reeeeeen!” Finally he screamed after Ren.
“I kok no spirit yes Bu Anis no longer fervent.”
Andrea stopped running when she heard Salsa talking to her friend.
“Not you, it looks like we're classmates too, look!” Andrea pointed into the classroom with her chin. His friends look lousy, not passionate. Akri's bench and his gang are empty. Usually if Jum’at morning, they are never absent, because there is a clock Bu Anis teaches.
“Find solution dong, Ndre, we need Bu Anis.” Salsa. She is a little girl in her class, really wants to learn, because she has aspirations to study in Bandung.
“Yes, this is also again I thinkin.”
They go into class.
“An An, our Math teacher now who?” Zainal patted Andrea on the shoulder, a slanted skull stuck in his head. Almost covered his eyes.
“Don't know, why ask me, not your mother?”
“You're a nguper,” said Zainal. Andrea snorted, clenching her fists to the front of Zainal's nose.
“This what?” tanyakanya.
“Hand,” Reply Zainal.
“Not, keong.”
“Aaaahhh, An Aaaann Zainal ran away.
“Hahahaha ... Snail child scared conch.” Andrea poked her tongue towards Zainal. He hurriedly sat down near Ren. “Emang I flat ya, Ren?” whispered.
Ren looked at his body closely. “Iya anyway, kayak polishing board.” Ren chuckles.
“Makanyya cover with this, let it not look.” Ren stuck out his hijab.
“I don't want to, can't yet have to sit sweetly too.”
“Emang I can?” ask Ren. “The hijab is a must, not a wish.”
“Oh yes, Ren. The kids seem to want Miss Anis back. How about we go see Ms. Anis.” Andrea gave a suggestion.
Ren pulled out the book from his bag, made fans. “You what?”
“Please, Ren. Ms. Anis will resign because of the incident in our class.”
“Later we talk about.”
“Do not later, Ren ...” Andrea stopped her speech, she saw Zellina being moved into the classroom with a stack of papers in hand.
“Friends, I have a flyer, where to know interested in basketball.”
Zellina started handing out the flyer she was carrying.
“Much very, Zel?” ask Andrea.
“Let all parts, Ndre.”
“While one is enough, taped in the mading, later there will also be read. This is called wastage.”
“Nothing, Ndre, no problem for me. I will do anything for the success of my love.” Zellina sok yes.
Andrea forgot, Zellina was a rich man, the school building alone she could buy, let alone just a pile of flyers.
Ren glanced at the extremely excited Zellina.
He stands. “Friends, I want to talk.” Ren deliberately uses his authority as class president to stop Zellina's actions that make her more attractive.
“Before dong, Ren, I'm not finished,” shouted Zellina.
“You who stopped dong, which I will convey is more important than the unimportant leaflet.”
Zellina stopped handing out flyers by putting on an annoyed face.
“Ren,” says Andrea.
“Friends ...” Ren ignored Andrea's call. “It has been two days now that we have not studied Mathematics, substitute teacher Bu Anis seems to not exist. Do you agree that Andrea and I went to see Ms. Anis to persuade her to return to this school?”
“Agree, M!” zainal shouted, his hands shuffling.
“Kok, M?” ask Ren.
“You are KM,” replied Zainal.
Ren rolled his eyes. “Heuhh!” solotnya to Zainal. “Others?”
“Yakin succeeded, Ren?” ask Goddess. Rani poked it, she was ready to install her cell phone camera to play tuk tak.
“Successful or not, we will know after trying. I agree, Ren." Salsa spoke up.
“Sale says, do you want to come?” asked Andrea, she glanced at Fany. Who looked down to read the comic.
Zellina who was still upset immediately sat on her stool. His lips were a few centis long, his eyes staring at the power-mad Ren.
“We trust everything to you guys only yes, friends,” Salsa said. The children agreed, then resumed their activities.
“Ya already, Zell, your driver today wait?” ask Andrea.
“Wait for who?”
“Wait for you, someone else's waiting time.”
“Yes wait, he is my driver," replied Zellina.
“Then you come, we now want to ride your car,” woo Andrea.
“Emang I kuntilanak?” zellina's lips to Ren, she's like she's got a bullet to shoot.
“Apaan anyway, Ndre, we can take angkot.” Ren tried to prevent, clearly visible hue of competition sticking.
“You want to take an angkot, then come back here again the school has broken up, this hour angkot hard,” replied Andrea.
“Yes already, I'm a santuy, yuk road!” Zellina took Andrea's hand. “Please share yes, later I give you a bonus. The whole student should." Zellina hands the flyer to one of her boyfriends.
“Siap, Princes.” Who gets excited. Zellina flickering. What can't be done with money.
“Come dong, Ren!” Andrea pulled Ren's hand.
Ren had to follow them.
Now they walk as usual, three rows, like ceremonial flag bearers.
"Happy fighting, seducing our beloved teacher, girls ... Good luck!" The goddess recorded them with her cell phone.
Andrea, Ren, and Zellina drugs.
Andrea walked in the middle. “It looks like we haven't had this for a long time, huh?” Andrea pokes Ren and Zellina's chin still quietly.
They are compact to throw face. Andrea laughed, then hooked the necks of his two best friends left and right. Ren and Zellina squealed in pain.
“My neck, Ndre!”
“Si Andre, my hijab niihh!” shouted Ren.
“Mean it don't be a mute enemy!” mencam Andrea's.
“Who is the enemy?” asked Ren and Zellina together.
“Oh, no huh? Kirain muse,” goda Andrea.
“We have no enemies, Ndre, the Mauren tuh, who can not be exhausted,” said Zellina.
Ren fell silent. Iba also to Zellina who knew nothing, got hit hard. She shouldn't have acted that way to him, just because Zellina was more confident showing her affection for Yadi. He could only admire in his heart.
Zellina was more everything, she was unable to compete. Seeing the way Yadi looked at him, it could be used as a meaning, if he had to pull over.
“Sori, Zell, I don't mean. I've been thinking a lot lately.” Ren reasoned.
“Aaahh, Ren ... why not split?” Zellina held Ren's arm.
“Share, let's talk?”
Andrea takes care of Ren's hijab. “We all have problems, Ren, but our friendship should remain compact.”
“Rightly correct ...” Zellina smiled. The three of them hugged.
"It's quite a drama, Mr. Supri is waiting,” continued Zellina.
They immediately ran to the picket officer's place, to ask for permission.
Did Andrea persuade Ms. Anis?
What's the fate of Dale's next genie?
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