MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G

MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G 42

Chris and Daffin are getting ready to attend a dinner invitation from Ganendra Pratama. Chris wore a long-sleeved black knit shirt stelan wrapped in a bright brown knee-length coat as well as sheer black pants and white sneakers. In contrast to Daffin, he wore a monochrome shirt with a replica of a statue of a woman and a flower— as well as mere black pants and brogue shoes with characteristic holes in his shoes. Daffin also wore a necklace that he put on the collar, not the neck.

“Mas is afraid that Mr. Ganendra has a crush on you, seriously, Daff.“ said Chris honestly when Daffin smeared a little liptint on the lips when he was in the car while moving his lips to flatten the liptint he smeared. “Mana ada~ No way mas~ Don't think weird deh,“ said Daffin. Chris is too possessive. You may not know, every time Daffin dressed like a professional model, he will certainly argue first with Chris.

“Lain times if you want to go out with ordinary clothes, Daff. Unless you have a new shoot deh appear cool kek gini,“ said Chris. Listen, right? Chris again commented on the clothes Daffin was wearing? “Udah ah mas rese, ngeributin it's mulu. I am old enough to know fashion. If I was young, it was natural.“ said Daffin upset. The two eyebrows of Daffin even interlocked. Chris also looked. Look at those two sharp-swooping eyebrows of Daffin. He must be sprained again, Chris.

Arriving at the Ganendra mansion, in the Cilandak area, the arrival of Chris and Daffin was warmly welcomed by Ganendra, the master of the mansion. “Please enter Chris, Daffin,“ said Ganendra to let the two go inside. This mansion was huge, vast, and majestic. But, it looks so lonely, and there's only a maid here, inner Daffin. “How long have you been in a relationship? Sorry, if I was presumptuous,“ asked Ganendra and apologized. Daffin kept quiet and let Chris answer. “Almost one year, Mr. Ganen,“ says Chris.

In the heart of Daffin said, “Errrr cut broken 6 months where? Hmm,“. Chris and Daffin are served with a steak main course with high-quality meat. When tasted, it is not wrong anymore, this is a steak made from wagyu beef rib, Inner Daffin. This is how Daffin is also not blind about food. Setau Daffin Ganendra Pratama is a Muslim. But, why did he drink wine as well, huh?, inner Daffin wondered.

“I hear you want to open a photo studio, Chris? All make your own product promotions, right?“ cetus Ganendra's. Chris wants to open a photo studio? So, it can be said if Chris wants to make his own label and accommodate the modeling? Is that right?, inner Daffin. “Betul, Mr. Ganen. Well, still a plan. This is just me still surveying the building first, which is good and strategic.“ said Chris while slicing steak. “If later you have made your own label, you find an Italian photographer, his name is Lanzo.“, said Ganendra. Who else is this Lanzo guy? Italy? Bule dong's? Must've been handsome? I don't lose handsome right, huh?, inner Daffin possessive.

Ganendra smiled meaningfully. Obviously from the look on Ganendra's face if he was amazed by the figure of Chris. This 29-year-old guy like Chris, is really very dedicated in the business world. Ganendra admits Narendra Group shares continue to rise as all corporate duties are delegated to Chris. Not that Mayang is not dedicated enough to it. “How are you, Daff? I'm afraid you won't renew the contract?“ exclaim Ganendra makes Daffin stuck. Daffin turned to Chris for a moment. Then, he turned his gaze to Ganendra.

“Uhm, the.. I want to focus on college first, sir.“ said Daffin hesitated. Of course that's not the real reason. Ganendra. This daffin is not at all good at glossy tongue, inner Ganendra. “Lagian Chris also want to open the label, right? Let Chris handle you, Daff. Than you signed the same mulu Hardinata? Yes no?“ ganendra. It was relaxing but clear that Ganendra's words had been very sharp and cornered Daffin. As if Ganendra said, as long as there is Chris, Daffin's career will definitely run smoothly. Even without the help of others. A little bit of Daffin also felt that Ganendra was currently underestimating him. Daffin is not his name if he is easily intimidated. Hmh!

Haha, strong as well as mentally this child?, inner Ganendra. Daffin looks very young. But, he was thick with steel and was not easily intimidated, let alone provoked by adults. Strong personality like Daffin, Ganendra suddenly remembered himself when he was young. “You know Benjiro, Daff?“ exclamation Ganendra. Daffin looked over. “He's a producer also same my cake. It's just his base in America. But, the last time I heard the news he opened a branch in Semarang, and next month there was also a massive audition. How's it? Not interested?“ ganendra.

Daffin did not know who Benjiro was. But, he had heard that name before. On social media the person also had viral because he live ngamen on the streets of Simpang Lima Semarang City. If you remember, Benjiro's voice is very very melodious, the inner Daffin praise full of admiration. “You anyway, sir. But, the problem is their office in Semarang.“ said Daffin. “Not strong LDR, huh? Hahahaha,“ said Ganendra. Next to Chris, he smelled a smile, seeing Daffin as Ganendra joke. Because you're Daffin hahaha, Chris. Daffin smiled stiffly.

In the car Daffin was angry and revealed all the uneg-uneg in his heart. “Mas, how can I keep Mr Ganendra? Seriously deh ngeselin really,“ exciting Daffin bobbing head. “Hahaha, there's-there's you, Daff. That's why he wkwkwkwk,“ says Chris. “Ih! Really! Ngeselin tau!“ daffin said with both hands crossed in the chest. Daffin closed his eyes while putting earphones in both ears.

Chris drove his car to Le Bridge, in Pantai Indah, Jakarta. Chris wanted to surprise Daffin. This heart is impatient, Chris. “This is where mas?“ daffin asked in surprise as he descended and set foot in this very strange place. “Le Bridge,“ said Chris smiled widely. Chris clasped Daffin's hand and walked slowly together. “Uwaaahhh I just know mas, if there is a place this sekce in Jakarta, I have been trying?“ all this time daffin said in admiration.

In order to keep the beautiful moments between Chris and Daffin secret, Chris has to spend a lot of time trying to book all the seats at Le Bridge tonight. The dim lights along this bridge further add to the romantic impression. “Kok can be very quiet anyway mas? Though the place is so great this loh?“ exclaim Daffin wonder. “Mas booking place for you dear,“ said Chris. Daffin's contention furrowed his eyebrows. Why did Chris book the whole chair here?, Daffin's mind was astonished.

“Stop!“ exclaim Chris. Daffin stopped his footsteps immediately. When I heard Chris's words. Huft, Chris was nervous, he exhaled heavily a few times. It's more nervous than facing those notoriously difficult foreign investors. A waiter gives Chris a mic. Daffin was surprised, Chris is actually going to do what?, inner Daffin.

“I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. To say this, I need a lot of time. Consider everything that might happen. Dealing with God to make the most appropriate choice. I asked my own heart many times. Is it my choice? And many times my answer remains the same, it's you.“

“Million flavors that words cannot express. In a thousand ways you always make me happy. You are the reason and the answer to all the questions, all I really want is for you to always be here for me. Will you be my choice? to be the last of my life. Will you be the first? Who is always there when I open my eyes in the morning? Will you marry me, Mr. Daffin Hernando?“

Daffin was moved after hearing the words of love full of meaning from the idol, Chris. Truly tonight is the most beautiful night of all that has ever been. “Yes, i do,“ said Daffin no longer able to withstand the tears of this happy nan. Split that long and come back with a proposal. Daffin felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

A waiter brought a small box containing a single eye-white gold ring. Chris took the ring. Then, he pinned it on Daffin's ring finger. Again, Daffin's tears fell without him being able to hold it any longer. “Mas..“ murmured Daffin could not say anything more. Honestly, Daffin doesn't know how he should express this happiness tonight.

“Still aunty,“ says Daffin. “Eh, don't call aunt. Call mama. Ok?“ mayang. “Iya ma~“ sahut Daffin smile. After that, the whole family had dinner together. “Lim, you didn't tell me anyway if you were dating Kak Aji?“ daffin protested. Daffin showed little attention to Chris, by putting a vegetable oseng on Chris' plate. “Lu aja nanyain me,“ said Halim. “Lu mah just vent about the problem of drugs doang, I really do not understand the original. I'm surprised to know you're the same, Aji. He was a cousin of Chris. Decetan dong us?“ daffin. After they finished eating together, they relaxed and talked to each other in groups. Nugraha is engrossed in phone calls with business friends. While Mayang and Olivia talk about the gravestone, the latest clothes, and other things that Daffin does not understand at all. If the group Chris, Daffin, Halim, and Setiaji different again.

Daffins exhale cigarette smoke many times from the mouth. There's only Faithful who don't smoke at all. “Lu call Aji sister? While to me you call the name doang? Severe lu,“ protest Halim. “Again your pantes I call brother. Your face is too old. Different is the same Ko Aji ageless so~“ said Daffin sarcasm. “Malem is nginep in mas apartment, right?“ chris whispered. “Hm,“ says Daffin while playing gadget. Down there Daffin's right hand was held by Chris.

Due to the holiday on weekends, Tristan exercises around Menteng Park. In order to maintain the integrity of the torn bread in there, Tristan willing to pour sweat to wet the plain T-shirt he was wearing. “Who knows about gebetan? Ahem,“ muttered Tristan confidently. Of course it has to be like that. Tristan was handsome, white, sharp nose, athletic, high-bodied, and a lecturer as well. “But, how can I still be single, huh? Though every reflect my feelings are not less handsome than Chris deh? My face is also smooth no acne,“ Inner Tristan. He was even silent.

“The issue, sis?“ exclaimed a little girl was peddling her knife in the area here also approached Tristan. He offered Tristan a tissue. “How much is one deck?“ ask Tristan. “The smallest 1000, which is 3000, the biggest 10,000,“. “Buy two yes, deck? Well, here is the money, the change for you,“ said Tristan gave the hundred thousand to the little boy accompanied by a big smile. The boy did not stop thanking me.

“Why must he be again anyway?“ inner Hardinata. He saw Tristan from a distance buying a tissue sold by a traveling merchant. Tristan even rubbed the boy's head. “Cih! Imaging,“ Inner Hardinata sneering. Instead of dizzy thinking about things that are not important, Hardinata better run around Menteng Park again. “Be careful mas!“ yell someone from behind. Somehow Hardinata story does not pay too much attention to the road in front, so his left leg even went into a hollow asphalt. And Kontan Hardinata fell.

Tristan also tried to help the man in front of him, who suddenly fell because he did not pay attention to the road ahead well. “Pak CEO!?“ tristan exclaimed and his two eyes were half-patterned. The world is so narrow. How did Tristan meet these Hardinata-like aliens here? Tristan grunting. He stood up without any help. The last time Hardinata refused to be helped. This time it might be the same. “You can wake up by yourself, right? If that's my excuse me first,“ said Tristan step foot away. After all, this arrogant alien in front of him does not need Tristan's help at all.

When Tristan stepped a few steps, Hardinata spoke, making Tristan's footsteps stop instantly. “Please me, Tristan!“ hardinata. Uh, this time I really have to jatohin my own self-esteem to the bottom of the ocean ckckck, damn it, the inner Hardinata grumbled. Hah, Tristan also sighed. He also turned his body backwards. Then, step foot toward Hardinata who is still sitting on the asphalt. Hmh! Basic doubt!, Inner Tristan.

Inevitably Tristan also helped Hardinata sit on the park bench. Under any circumstances, especially when exercising, Tristan is always ready to carry P3K— medical equipment and injury relief sprays in the bag. Tristan took off Hardinata's shoes and socks. Tristan crouched down in front of Hardinata. It's not just an injury. But, also bloody, inner Tristan. Tristan sprayed a pain reliever spray because the injury was in Hardinata's ankle. Tristan also painstakingly treated wounds in the eyes and knees. “You doctor?“ hardinata muttered when she saw how long fingers were shrewdly giving first aid to Hardinata's slightly injured ankle and knee.

“Udah,“ murmur Tristan stand. “I want to continue sports. The rest you take care of yourself, Mr. CEO.“ said Tristan coldly. Want this tongue to thank Tristan. However, what power? This tongue feels muddy, inner Hardinata. “Ma-then..sih,“ great-grandson Hardinata. Tristan could not have heard it, because he ran back just like leaving Hardinata alone here. Hardinata disliked that he owed this to others. “Si Tristan it will definitely make me material scorn him later? Cih!“ inner Hardinata screeched in annoyance.

Juan and Yoga shop together at the mall to buy monthly necessities. Juan pushed the trolley, while Yoga wrapped his hand around Juan's arm. Arriving at a special line of various types of packaged drinks, Yoga picked up a bottle of UHT milk. “Buy this too how? Make a paste?“ ask Yoga. “Boleh~ Sekalian buavita same guava flavor orange mas,“ Juan sahut. Yoga picked up a bottle of UHT milk and two bottles of guava and orange flavored buavita, and he put them all in a trolley.

Both went back around. “That's the case,“ exclaimed Yoga pointed to the rows of various types of meat and fish. “This delicious uuhh makes steak,“ Yoga murmur put the Sirloin Meat and Rib Eye Meat into the trolley. “Salmon same shrimp also mas,“ exclaimed Juan. Finish around Juan and Yoga to the cashier. And for monthly shopping affairs—or eating out it is Juan's responsibility. Because according to Juan, here he is a husband who must be fully responsible to his wife, although it cannot be denied if Yoga is more profitable than him. “Total 2jt 596rb mas,“ says mba cashier. Juan gave me his credit card.

“Ngeborong today, Jo?“ exclaiming a woman. Juan turned his head, and it turned out to be Juan's senior on campus. “Haha yes mba. Ordinary plumbing already on abis.“ said Juan compile groceries in the back trunk. “Gue to dalem first huh, Jo? Bye,“ said the woman. “Sip mba,“ said Juan closed the luggage tightly. When Juan started driving, suddenly Yoga asked, “Tadi who?“ sounds a little possessive. Juan while looking out the car window, paying attention one by one to a nice restaurant, cafe, or restaurant. “Senior campus,“ Suhut Juan. “Senior campus doang? Seriously?“ yoga still seems to be in disbelief. “Serious mas~“ Juan. Yoga leaned his back on the car seat violently. The two eyebrows of Yoga interlock. Juan looked to the side for a moment. Huh, surely Mas Yoga is again jealous, Mas Yoga Mas Yoga, Inner Juan.

Juan also arrived in Segarra, a restaurant located near Ancol Beach, so he could immediately see the beach view from this restaurant. “Ngapain here anyway, Juan? Go home,“ said Yoga sounded not like. Juan was sure Yoga was still angry with him. “Sorry, dear~ He is really a senior campus I~“ Juan said. Juan also helped release the seatbelt Yoga. Juan chuckled as he looked at Yoga who was still pouting. “Udah ah mas do not sulk. Why do I kiss?“ said Juan. Yoga menuli's. He doesn't care. Juan got out of the car and walked around briefly to the next door again. Juan opened the car door for Yoga. Yoga is stubborn. Juan had to extra coax Yoga with all his might. Juan had to peek Yoga cheeks many times, then Yoga will go down. “Don't sulk again, huh?“ juan said, closing the door.

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