MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G

MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G 48

Chris arrived home just as adzan maghrib was reverberating. Daffin who was engrossed in playing games and surfing social media while lying on the sofa was immediately sitting after he heard the sound of a door squeak from the front. “Mas? You abis shopping?“ exclaiming Daffin approached Chris at the door while taking the paper bag in the hands of Chris. Daffin kissed Chris' hand, and Chris kissed Daffin's forehead and lips.

“That's a gift from GM mas in the office,“ says Chris. “You eat first at what? I was cooking Nasi Kebuli. But, because I do not like goats, so yes already use chicken,“ said Daffin. Before cleaning up, Chris took a short break and sat down on the sofa. Daffin sat down next to Chris. “Salat first, Daff. It's not a shower yet, “ said Chris. Daffin opened a parcel consisting of several boxes of it.

“Hm? Huuuaaaa,“ muttered Daffin amazed after opening those boxes—which turned out to be two boxes containing pajama towel set sandal towel, one more box containing him red pajama set, red pajamas set, and one more box contains a mug couple. “Why Daff?“ ask Chris. “This mas, the gift is cool-cool all, I like very much the same color of the towel the color of milk coffee is so,“ said Daffin. “Mas want to take a shower first. You pray first, Daff,“ said Chris moved from the sofa. Daffin also glared. “Bargan aja salatnya napa mas,“ said Daffin sebal. Chris also chuckled. “Yes yes cie who want to be imaminated the same mas? Hm? Hahaha,“ Chris tease while walking towards the bathroom. Daffin grunts.

After the maghrib prayer. Chris and Daffin had dinner together. “Daff, this briyani rice you use santen, right?“ chris asked, bribing rice. “Pake, why?“ sahut Daffin while drinking water a few sips. “Too Fatty, Daff. I don't really like foods that are too fatty. Ntar if you make again, santennya reduced,“ said Chris. Daffin was suddenly upset. Chris probably didn't mean it at all. Only the Daffin has another view. “Kalo is not tasty do not need to be eaten.“ said Daffin ketus.

Duh, wrong again me, inner Chris. Finish dinner and wash the dishes. Daffin also intends to go directly to the room. “In the closet there is Cake Ring. If you want to eat eat. I want to fall in the room.“ said Daffin coldly as Chris watched TV in the living room. Huft, Chris breathed. He turned off his TV channel, then followed Daffin to the room. Chris thinks Daffin's sleeping. But, apparently Daffin collapsed while playing gadgets. “Again read what the hell baby? Is it really fun?“ ask Chris—pun to lie down in Daffin while looking at what sites are being opened by Daffin.

Chris also put his left hand on top of Daffin's hip, because when Daffin collapsed in a position tilted to the right. Daffin did not answer Chris' question. I already know what I open again, use everything, have no eyes anyway, the inner Daffin grumbled annoyed. “Dengerin mas first darling,“ exclaims Chris. “Make whatever mas you cook is delicious, baby. The only problem is that you really don't really like foods that are too fatty. If later you make another cake what mas say, mas must eat, hm? Udah ya do not sulambek again~ Not kasian same mas what? You cuekin mulu, hm?“ chris said at length. Chris smiled. A moment later, he tickled Daffin. “Mas~ Udah ah stop stop tickled mas,“ said Daffin asked for forgiveness as Chris continued to tickle his hips.

Daffin twisting body. Then, Chris wrapped one leg on top of the other Daffin. “Ngambek again ntar his monthly ration mas lessin, want?“ chris threatened. Chris was just kidding. He just wants to melt the atmosphere. “No relation know the same monthly money I mas~“ said Daffin sebal. Chris also locked Daffin's body by holding it tightly. Until Daffin becomes upset. “So people don't like to lash napa. Calm is so dear,“ said Chris pinching Daffin's nose fat.

“But, I'm curious, Daff. How can you relax if there is no problem? Your job has been cancelled, right? Ngangur dong?“ sindir Chris's. “Yes, it is not my sustenance, mas. Anyway mas can finance my life walopun nih ya career I ancur trus no more job.“ said Daffin confident. Chris smiled. “Kepedean~ Ntar mas lessin deh contents of your ATM or mas block only, all at once,“ said Chris. Daffin hit Chris in the chest. “Makanya do not mengambekan if not mah cut hehe,“ said Chris again.

The two lovebirds were lying on the bed talking. Daffin lying on his stomach while playing a game. While Chris plays his fingers in Daffin's hair. “Daff,“ exclaims Chris while wiping the head of Daffin. “Hm?“ sahut Daffin without looking. “Tomorrow makes Soto Betawi, yeah? Again want to eat it because,“ said Chris. “Buy aja~ Lagian many who sell kok,“ said Daffin stupid time. He is in lazy mode to learn new recipes. “Beda darling~ Make yourself the same buy, well yeah? Make yah?“ pinta Chris while wrapping his hands in the stomach of Daffin and one leg is on the body of Daffin. “Hm,“ said Daffin assented.

Beer Garden SCBD, this is where Juan works, located on Jl. Jenderal Sudirman No. 5, Senayan, Kebayoran Baru, Jakarta—, where Juan has to travel approximately 35 minutes from where he lives. Juan is making a type of cocktail drink called Cosmo to Go— This drink is made from a mixture of Lemon Water, Cranberry Juice, and Vodka. Then, Juan poured in Margarita Glass, a special glass to drink cocktail, shaped like a funnel and two indentations.

“Please enjoy Ms. Naila,“ said Juan smiling thinly while serving a glass of Cosmo to Go for Naila. This is the first time Juan has seen Naila come. Honestly, Juan was a little surprised. Naila it looks so innocent. But, who would have thought? Someone like Naila can also come to the bar and drink a glass of cocktail. “Juan..“ murmured Naila while sipping cocktail. Juan turned his head while wiping the glass clean.

Naila smiled wryly. “Kalo you have a problem, story only, Nai,“ Juan said. A moment later, Naila's eyes glazed over. “Nyokap I say hello to people, Jo.“ Naila said. Juan believes the problems faced by Naila must not be that simple. Suddenly, Naila was crying. “Gue called macem-macem with neighbor, Jo. In fact, I was shunned by my friends. Honestly I hate it, Jo, as well as my own,“ Naila said with a voice vibrating because of sobs.

After hearing Naila's story. Juan suddenly remembered his own family. Heh, Juan smiled bitterly. It has been two years better Juan or his extended family do not meet each other. Exchanging news through social media or sms was not. Hah, Juan sighed. “As long as you are still recognized as a child, want to be as cruel as your parents, you can not hate, Nai.“ said Juan advising. “Still, Jo. You have been horrified all my uneg-uneg, and I also mo apologize have been angry to you at that time, Jo,“ said Naila apologized while chugging away at the drink he drank.

Juan picked up Yoga at the office for lunch together at Sana Sini Restaurant, located in Thamrin, Central Jakarta. “Truly want to eat there?“ tanya Yoga while installing seatbelt. The restaurant is famous for its expensive menu. It will definitely be very draining pouch once, Inner Yoga. Instead of being stingy, Yoga just didn't want Juan to spend his money on lunch in such an expensive restaurant. If Yoga paid the bill, of course Juan did not agree, and ended with a cold war. Juan said, for food and monthly needs is his responsibility. That's why Juan refused Yoga to pay for every meal they ate.

“Really~ Today again dapet sustenance alias bonus. I made lunch there,“

“Kan expensive, Juan? You mah, mending saved,“

“Saving problem is there already a part, mas? Every once in a while eating at an expensive restaurant no papa times,“

When Juan and Yoga entered the restaurant. A pair of eyes squinted sharply at him. “Mas? Why?“ ask Shafa, the sister. “Juan,“ sahut Pandu. Shafa was silent. After almost three years, Shafa finally heard the name again. Shafa also followed the direction of the older brother, Pandu. Right, there was Juan with a grown man. Juan and the man looked very friendly. It must have been Juan's lover, Inner Shafa.

Shafa furious. What if Juan was present in the middle of a big family and instead humiliated everyone? The dislike of Pandu and Shafa to Juan was very clear, if both of them hated Juan very much. “Juan?“ exclaim someone. Juan also looked. Juan's two eyes puffed out for a moment as he looked at who was in front of him now. Pandu, inner Juan. How can Pandu be here? Juan clenched his hands slightly.

“Where are you, Juan? Why not go home?“ pandu said sarcasm smiling sideways. He spoke as if Juan was wrong and did not know himself. Not going home?, Juan. Huft, Juan sighed. Then he smiled meaningfully. “Sorry, but, for a person who has been removed from a family card like me, is it worth going home again? Mr Pandu?“ juan said deliberately speaking more formally and not less sarcasm than Pandu.

What is this mood? Who is this Pandu? When you look around, Juan and this man named Pandu look very unfriendly. Just like water and oil, it never comes together. Wait a minute, removed from the family card? Don't tell me that Juan is a member out of this Pandu?, Inner Yoga analyzes. Pandu also cast his gaze to Yoga. Yoga's? Hmh! Don't think I'm going to shrivel at the same kek that you, Pandu, Inner Yoga.

“Down your eyes Mr. Pandu Lim,“ said Juan furious when Pandu dare to look at Yoga like that. Both of Juan's eyebrows had even intertwined. Heh, Pandu grunts. Hmh! Pandu grumbled in annoyance. Then he went back to his own desk. Highlight the sharp eyes Pandu unceasingly squeaked towards Juan and Yoga.

Yoga held one hand Juan. “Juan, are you papa? How do we go home?“ say Yoga Anxious. Then Juan smiled. “Mas, we eat first, just come home, yes?“ said Juan. Yoga just nods your head. This is not a good time for Yoga to ask Juan more about what happened today.

After completing all the work in the office. Gilang also prepared to go to the place of appointment. Before leaving, Gilang approached James at his desk. “Jim, I go first,“ said Gilang peeked James cheek at a glance. “Later I will tell you if you want to go home,“ said Gilang again. “Hm,“ James says with deheman only. James put his pen on the table after Gilang came out of the room. James jealous. He looks unhappy when he knows Gilang will gather with his male friends.

Gilang also arrived at Cafe Batavia, in the Old City area. The European-style building that has been hundreds of years old is really very awake. The front liner here is also friendly. Gilang was guided by a front liner to the second floor in this cafe. When climbing the stairs with a stretch of red carpet flaming, Gilang greeted by picture frames of world celebrities— as well as famous models with seductive poses. On the second floor, a waiter guided Gilang to a table that had been reserved previously by Gilang's friends. Here Gilang was truly greeted with enthusiasm.

Here are Boni, Edo, Fauzi, and Trio. “Cie cie wife godly ahem,“ exciting Trio tease Gilang. “Remember you,“ said Gilang hangs a suit on the shoulder of a typical wooden chair betawi he sits on. “Where are you, Lang?“ ask Edo. “What's the way?“ Gilang asked back while furrowing a puzzled eyebrow. “Oon do not maintain, ngab. That, I mean, how does it feel to marry that same guy?? I really did not expect that you would meander uh stuck it there,“ said Edo at length. “Bene, ngab. I was really surprised to know? I was eating with my boyfriend again. Yes, I used to spray everything. Severe emang,“ timpal Boni bobbing head.

“Lu you on if still menggeledekin me, I mending pull aja dah, rese terribly.“ said Gilang sebal. “Slow is it? Geez very sensitive,“ said Fauzi sneered. Glazed twisting lazy eyeball. “Gue. Dah, the point is that, not much nanya. You wonder what it feels like to try it yourself. Well, aren't you the four of you? Boni with Fauzi, Edo trus with Trio, very fitting, right? Pas banglah~“ said Gilang.

The four of them stared at Gilang flat. This cross sometimes likes to talk origin as well, huh? “Stop stop no fuss. Benar said Gilang, if we-we are curious yes have tried it, ntar abis from here directly booking a hotel. How's it? Beres, right?“ said Edo. “Artificial,“ said Boni, Fauzi, Gilang, and Trio together. After being busy with each other. Time to eat the afternoon. Gilang ordered several menus ranging from appetizer, main course, and dessert: Batavia Fried Rice, Crepes Suzette, and Avocado Juice. When the first mouthful makes it into the mouth. Gilang unceasingly praised his delicacy in heart. Uh, fried rice seasoning is savory and rendang, let alone chicken kalasan same already fried flour, so tender, Inner Gilang.

Gilang arrived home after Maghrib, having been content to have fun with his friends at the Cafe. “New home? Kirain you do not want home anymore, Gilang.“ exclaimed James coldly. Huft, Gilang knows James must be upset. “Jim, I'm tired, plis don't make a fuss,“ said Gilang set foot into the room. James followed Gilang after closing the book he read, then he put it back on the table. In Gilang's room took off the suit that he wore to leave the interior alone.

“Who did you gather with earlier? Huh?“ james said possessively as soon as he entered the room. Gilang is really lazy to serve James at times like this. “Jim, later we talkin again, I want to take a shower first.“ said Gilang directly shot to the bathroom. James grunting. How dare Gilang ignore James? Hah, rather than James getting emotional, he chose to make Dimsum in the kitchen for dinner. James is angry. It was obvious from his flat face without any meaningful expression.

After the dough is stirred, James heats the boiler. Then, he took a piece of dumpling skin, and he put a spoonful of dimsum dough in the middle. Fold around the side of the skin, then give a carrot grater on it. After that steam in a hot boiler for 30 minutes. While waiting, James turned on the laptop. He checked one by one the files related to the meeting tomorrow. Let there not be the slightest mistake, inner James.

Cross out of the room in plain army t-shirts and white knee-length shorts. He also approached James who was struggling with his laptop. Gilang looked at James. He thought that James looked quite handsome when he was serious. James wore glasses not because he suffered from visual impairment or anything, but to maintain eye health from radiation. And that makes James look even cooler in Gilang's eyes. “Ehem, still craving?“ exclamation Gilang.

“Ngambek ato it's none of your business, Gilang.“ James said. Gilang also tried to treat James' anger by trying to hug him from behind. But, what did Gilang get? James even pushed Gilang's body dislikes. “Jim?“ exclaim Gilang surprised. “Tomorrow if you want to play outside again, mending don't have to go home,“ said James ketus. James's eyes were very clear. He really is angry. But why is James so angry? Just hang out with an old friend. Then, what's wrong? Can James understand a little?, Gilang.

“Jim, I just collected the same cement-win doang, nothing else,“

“But, you guys are all right, Gilang?“

“Instead if guys are all why? After all, if there are girls you will be angry too, right?“

“Call me, I'm your husband. You as a wife should recite the words of husband.“

“Indeed all this time I'm less sure how else Jim? Forced marriage I survived Jim, because I have started to love and love you. You asked my father to make me work in your office. Ok, I'm sorry. When did I not talk to you Jim? When, Jim? Huh?“

“Your menus must have your same taste, Gilang. It is impossible for them to make you gather purely because they want to gather doang. I'm not blind, I'm older than you and I'm more experienced. You don't know anything, Gilang.“

Gilang. How could James say that to himself? Hah, Gilang also sighed heavily while holding tightness in the chest. “As of you, Jim. Please don't constrict me by preventing me from hanging out with other people. This malem I slept in the next room. Please do not disturb.“ said Gilang. He sauntered into the next room leaving James alone in the kitchen.

James pensive. I don't know who is right and who is wrong. James was also tired after a long day of work. He also squeezed his temple which felt began to pulsate. I better take a break, inner James. The night was fought with a cold war between the two. Hopefully tomorrow everything will improve, James's mind while closing the room door. Then, he just threw his body on the bed with his eyes closed. Hope all this turmoil in the heart will be gone.

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