MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G

MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G 23

The sound of birds squeaking in the air began to echo on this earth. Of course it is a sign that it is morning. These two lovebirds still struggle in the blanket. Chilly. That's what both of them feel right now. Until Chris's embrace of Daffin was getting closer.

Uh, I want it to feel like they're lingering on the bed, but whatever the power, one is required to work as a lecturer, and the other is a student. Chris fumbles nightstand. He grabbed his phone and looked at the clock on the screen. Hah, it's only 06:05, Chris' inner.

There are still two hours left for Chris to get ready and go to campus with Daffin. He also rose still in a state of not wearing anything. He took a pajama towel in the closet. Before starting the activity of cleaning, Chris to the bathroom first wash his face and brush his teeth.

Just let Daffin rest, inner Chris. He began cleaning the entire corner of the apartment with a vacum cleaner. Then, continue by mopping the floor. While mopping Chris also cook rice for meals this morning with Dhefin later.

“Hmm.. Cook what??“ chris paused for a moment and thought as one hand rattled his waist and the other held a mop. Today Chris wants to make Daffin the king of this house. Hah, as long as you know, being battled all out a few rounds is not as easy as you think. The whole body feels crumpled and sore. Yes, even though anyone might be addicted to wanting to do that again, still doing that requires a lot of energy as well.

“Loh? How am I not built, Chris?“ dhefin was right behind Chris. Daffin sat in the mini bar. Daffin saw the whole house look neat and clean. Who else if it wasn't Chris who did all this.

“Kasian woke up a handsome man bobo, if disturbed, is not fun?“ sahut Chris twisting body. Then, he stirred up the soup he made. “Again what?“ ask Daffin. “Sup,“ says Chris. “What's up?“ ask Daffin again. “Sup iga,“ says Chris.

“Chris,“ Excite Daffin. “Ambilin I water dong,“ pinta Daffin. Daffin is really lazy to just take water. In addition to still sleepy, the back area down there also still feels sore. Just imagine they do it in rounds until the early hours.

“Lu never played so ama your girl who never, Chris?“ daffin asked Chris to the point that Chris coughed. Oh my god, Daffin, what kind of question is that? “Daff, I'm older than you, politely a little napa call him. Call mas, trus me us, do not use you me, not polite ah.“ scolded Chris.

“Gue is comfortable kek gini how dong?“ daffin defended himself. Chris looked at Daffin as both hands were on the table, with one of Chris's hands holding the napkin. “You are maba, right? Means still a dozen dong? How old are you trying?“

“18,“ sahut Daffin flat. “Well, we're 27. How many years is it?“ ask Chris. Daffin circulates the view to all corners of the room while tapping his fingers in front of his chin with his lips slightly he deflected. “9 years,“ said Daffin.

“That you know yourself? 9 Years old? Udah ya do not want to know, anyway you fix the way you call mas. Mas do not want to be equated with your other friends.“ said Chris possessive. “Hm,“ said Daffin with lips that he deliberately sweetened.

“Mas.. How do you smell cow?“ daffin asked as he began eating Chris's rib soup. Chris was astonished as he shook his head. Daffin Daffin, everywhere the cow has a distinctive smell of cow. It's impossible, isn't it? If the cow turns its aroma into the smell of chicken or mushrooms?

“That's soup Daffin~ Hedeh yes it's the smell of cows,“ says Chris is upset. “Mas haven't answered my question,“ said Daffin. Next to Chris's eyebrows raised. A sign that he was astonished. Which question?, Chris. “It.. Used to be so with other girls not?“

Chris was silent for a while while staring at Daffin's goal. “Uhm.. Want to know or want to know?“ Chris Goda. Huh, Daffin grunts. “Pocket answer,“ pinta Daffin. Daffin was very curious, because in terms of Chris' game, he was quite shrewd. Impossible, right? What if Chris had never done that before?

“Enter,“

“How many times?“

“Once,“

“Whose name?“

“Almarhumah Cindy,“

The atmosphere was silent for a while after Chris mentioned the name of the late ex-lover. Daffin looked at Chris with a guilty feeling. Hah, Daffin's been wrong. It should not have been necessary from the beginning to ask this stupid question.

“Sorry I mas, I was sassy.“ said Daffin with a slightly decreased eye view. Hah, could a stubborn person like Daffin feel guilty like this? A faint smile was etched on Chris' lips. This is apparently the other side of Daffin.

“Mas is not angry, it is only natural that you are in this situation, you also have to know the past. Instead mas also must know your past how.“ said Chris. Daffin raised his head a little. He looked at Chris. Chris really can't stand the good looks and cuteness of Daffin at this time. One hand was outstretched to rub Daffin's slightly thin cheeks while smiling.

When Chris and Daffin are on the doorstep. Daffin was a little surprised to see Chris suddenly wearing a black peci. Also koko's clothes. Where are you going?, Inner Daffin. Uh, Chris looks really funny. Like complex fathers who like to gather at the post and play dominoes. “Where are you? How to use peci? Isn't it Friday?“ cerca Daffin.

“Selametan at home Cindy,“ says Chris. Ah, right too, Cindy just died two days ago. Daffin also did not put jealousy on Chris when he was so attentive to Cindy's family. “Not working?“ ask Daffin. “Talking, just late, why? Kangen well?“ chris asked at once. Daffin grunts. Do you believe this Chris? Huh!, Inner Daffin.

Chris and Daffin held on from exiting the apartment door to getting up and down the elevator. Get to the basement. Some people looked at both of them strangely. However, both Chris and Daffin are indifferent.

Hasna kept crying and leaning on her mother's shoulders. Hasna still could not accept the departure of the princess. Outside Husein stood welcoming the guests who came. “Please enter, sir.“ said Husein.

Husein's face was suddenly sour when he saw the Gavin family group coming. There was Gilang and James. Gavin and Husein are known to be bitter enemies in the business world. Actually they used to be friends. However, because there are some problems, that is what makes the friendship between the two break up.

Indeed, in the heart of Gavin did not hate or intend to antagonize Hussein. For Gavin, until whenever Hussein was a close friend. Still vividly remembered in Gavin's mind how they had both struggled to crawl up.

“Thank you for coming,“ said Husein coldly with a sharp eye. Husein really hates fake faces like these. Husein wanted to expel, but he also did not want to bear the shame before the people.

A few days later, Chris arrived. I don't know what's in Husein's heart and mind. He looked at Chris not like it. Chris wasn't that stupid to know that either. Chris smiled in a friendly manner. Then, shake hands with Husein.

Chris did not want to raise the flag of hostility. If Chris was in Husein's position, maybe he would have done the same. Losing a beloved princess is not easy and can be accepted with a chest of air. Of course, this greatly surprised Hussein and his family. Especially Hasna, the wife.

After the do'a reading event is over, it's time to distribute food to the guests present. Chris stood up and helped to share it with people. The food menu at the celamatan event today is sweet sour shrimp. Simple but it sure feels good.

Chris also helps distribute mineral water and fruits that have been sliced and arranged in dishes as dessert. Water to wash hands. What a family atmosphere like will not be found in any country, except Indonesia.

Husein approached Chris at the door as Chris stood there to accompany guests who wanted to go home after the event was over. “Thank you, Chris,“ said Husein. In his heart Husein refrained from speaking harsh words and ketus. Husein tried to put his ego aside.

Until Gavin, Gilang, and James came out. Chris nodded his head with a smile as he met Gavin, Gilang, and James. “I'll go home first, Mr. Husein,“ exclaimed Gavin. Husein nodded his head slowly without replying to Gavin's words just now.

They also shake hands with each other even though in the heart maybe a little sanction. Chris also wanted to say goodbye, because he also had to teach shortly on campus. “Don't be fierce with his student, Chris.“ Husein said. Husein tried to suppress the ego in the chest. Do not let Chris also dragged in the list of names of people he hated, because Chris was not in the event at that time. Chris was smiling.

“Tumben lu alim kek gini, Chris? Well, if gini is good to look at? How do I~ Hehehe,“ sneer Tristan as he sees Chris get off the car.

“Gue mo became a good husband, not your cake was his work clubbing mulu, penitent cuy.“ said Chris made Tristan stuck.

Tristan poked his lips in annoyance. Chris was most able to flip through words. Huh, law majors will be resisted, Inner Tristan. “No disgrace to fellow muslim brooooooo,“ said Tristan. “Oh?“ chris sahut is short.

Chris went into one of the rooms where he would teach in the room. In his own law department, Chris teaches two lectures at once for the first semester, namely pancasila education and citizenship.

The whole girl gaping student could not believe seeing Chris wearing a different outfit than usual. “This is serious Mr Chris right, yes?“ one of the students whispered. Chris is preparing the material to be taught. Before he began to serve, he first stared one by one at the disciples in this room. Chris nodded slowly, as the number of students were all complete.

“Tumben Mr Chris appearance cake ustadz is it???“ naila whispered to Juan.

“Alhamdulillaah gitu Nai.. Did you see it?“ juan Sahut.

“Hmm yes too,“ said Naila nodding her head justifying Juan's words just now.

Daffin turned left and right. Uh, shit, why do all the girls here look amazed to see Chris look like that? Both of Daffin's eyebrows until wrinkled. “Daffin Hernando,“ Excite Chris.

“Eh? I-iya Chri— Uh? Yes, sir?“ sahut Daffin stuttered a little. Almost he slipped call Chris by name alone without any 'sir' in front of the name. Chris looked at Daffin with a less-wearing look. “Why yes, sir?“ daffin asked innocently like he didn't know anything, the reason why Chris called himself.

Naila. He also turned his body backwards. Then, pinch Daffin's wrist slowly. “Girliran lu Ngab,“ Excite Naila. “What turns?“ ask Daffin again to make Naila dizzy seven circumference. “Gillions of you cussing duty b3go!“ naila sebal. Oh, my God, Daffin forgot.

He immediately went ahead and placed the task book on Chris' desk. Chris looked at Daffin flat. “Tuh people why ah?“ inner Daffin. Want Daffin to stick out Chris' flat face. Chris looked really annoying with such an expression.

“Wait,“ exclaim Chris. “You take your book again,“ said Chris. Daffin knitted his eyebrows. Why did Chris ask him to take back his workbook? “Kok you tell me to take it again? Did I work, sir?“ daffin defended himself.

“Kalo males learn not to go to college.“ said Chris. Daffin did not understand. “Not understand either? Your task is still a lot of points that are left behind. It must be on purpose, right? I reworked there,“ said Chris ketus. The entire student was silent. Basic Chris, he could have embarrassed his own student, ah no, his own lover, the inner Daffin.