MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G
MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G 52
One week has passed. Hardinata seemed to be lost to the earth. In my heart; Tristan said; living in the same city—amat is very unlikely if the two can not meet each other by chance—or even that has been planned in advance. Tristan went straight to Hardinata—saking's office. After searching for more information; it turned out that Hardinata took two weeks off, because there was family business.
Tristan also taught at Lia's home several times, the younger brother. But, once again, Tristan did not find Hardinata's whereabouts there. Even his parents and his own sister— absolutely never mention Hardinata. How mysterious. Where Hardinata is now, Tristan's inner. In the car; Tristan tries to check whatsapp chat app. Huft, Tristan sighed. It says; that Hardinata was last online one week ago. Where is she?, Tristan's inner self begins to worry.
While Tristan was on his way to the house of a student—, a private course with him; suddenly his phone rang. Tristan's forehead creased for a moment. He pulled his car over on the side of the road. By Hardinata. “Next week we talk.“ wrote Hardinata in the sms he sent. Tristan tried to call back. But, nil, Hardinata's phone number is not active.
Across the street; hardinata sat under a tree; by the side of a paddy field. He sat pensively. All this must be made clear, inner Hardinata. Hardinata did not want to let Tristan do anything to her anymore. It was enough for Hardinata to be humbled by Tristan. “Uh, seger,“ murmured Hardinata while sucking coconut water with a straw. Hardinata's mood slightly improved after she had vacationed in her own hometown. Hm, count-count refreshing, inner Hardinata.
Daru and Daffin do a photo shoot together; in order to promote a salon owned by Daffin's friend, Baron. Daru refused outright. Hm, why must be tired for the sake of a small honor?, so Daru said to Daffin before. Daffin also tried hard to seduce Daru—so Daru also agreed to Daffin's request. “Lu must inget, Daff. We are rivals not friends.“ said Daru asserted. “As far as you dah,“ says Daffin stupid time.
On this photo shoot; Daffin looks very fresh. Daru also looks very mysterious with the sharp monoloid eye highlight. After the shoot was over; the Baron was really very grateful; he also bought some special food boxes for Daru and Daffin. “Lu both calm down, if my salon turnover goes up, I definitely add the honor,“ said Baron. Daffin smile. “Laise, Bar. No matter what honor you love, I'm the same Daru will thank you with pleasure, kok,“ said Daffin.
“Da, you again have a problem?“ ask Daffin. Daru was usually indeed a rather cold expression. But, for some reason this time looks different, inner Daffin. “Not your business. I unplug first.“ said Daru tried to cover up. Going home? Confused whether to go home or not. Huft, Daru sighed. “Daff,“ exciting Daru. “Hm?“ sahut Daffin's.
Daru and Daffin also take a walk to several tourist attractions in Jakarta such as: Monas, Ancol Beach, and Sea World Ancol. Daffin was amazed to see the underwater scenery of the tunnel-shaped super thick glass in the Sea World Ancol. Daru is mediocre. Here everyone can see firsthand; how the fish of more than 126 species dance; wander through the coral reefs.
Here every marine and freshwater animal is in a different zone according to the ecosystem. Currently Daru and Daffin are in the jellyfish zone. “Like ama lu tuh, ngab. If you like to hurt people's hearts,“ said Daffin sarcasm. “My land, my mouth,“ said Daru; back foot; approaching one zone after another in the aquarium here. Until he and Daffin arrived at the main aquarium—yang where here we can see at least 35,500 Indonesian sea fish from 35 species.
“Gue mo married my bonyok, Daff,“ said Daru poured out his heart. “Hah?“ Daffin cengo's. Daru want to be married?, inner Daffin does not believe. “Trus lu mo ran away from home so?“ daffin. The second step stopped instantly. Daru also looked. “Kalo I can, I've run away from yesterday, Daff. You know how I go to the store,“ said Daru. Daru was indeed silent and looked mediocre. But, know, if Daru's heart is really hurt.
Returning from the streets; Daru saw his courtyard filled with rows of cars and motorcycles lined up neatly. Daru's feelings are starting to get bad. He went inside, and found the living room beautifully decorated. Both of Daru's eyes narrowed. “Kak Daru!!“ a little boy hugged Daru's leg. Daru looked at him flatly. “Kok Kak Daru just came home, anyway??“ ask Zahra—who is only 5 years old.
Daru stared at the rest of his family one by one with a cold and flat look. Daru also circulated his gaze to the front there. There are two names, namely Daru and Djaka. “Minggir,“ exciting Daru Ketus. Zahra whines to get carried away. “GUE SAY MOVE!!!“ said Daru yells and pushes Zahra's body with his feet—so Zahra's grip is automatically released.
Zahra's mother, Karina immediately approached the princess. “Da, you don't be rude dong?“ karina Tegur. “You're not papa, baby? Doesn't hurt?“ ask Karina to Zahra. Zahra was crying. “Mba, so if you have children are well guarded. Tell him not to bother the older one,“ said Daru sarcasm. Then he set foot into the room. Karina looked at Daru furiously. How could Daru take that to a little boy?, inner Karina. “Daru!“ idah Tegur. Daru paid no heed to him at all.
Daru stood under the shower. I want Daru to run away from all this. But that is very unlikely. Hah, my cake must teach a lesson to the ntar people, Daru's mind. After bathing; he also wore black cloth pants, batik clothes, and a watch on the left wrist—also did not forget to spray perfume several times to the neck.
“Da, open the door, Da. Da?“ call Idah from the outside. Daru. The mother kept knocking on the door non-stop. Daru opened the door; and looked at the mother coldly. Idah was relieved, it turned out Daru had prepared. Obviously from the look on your face, if he worries I will not follow his stupid plan, Daru inner. “Paints ahead huh, Da? Djaka has come,“ says Idah.
Before Daru out of the room; he also took a map containing important letters— which had been affixed to the stamp. Daru has consulted with a well-known lawyer Emir Dwi Putra. Daru also asked the Emir to present as a witness. Up ahead; everyone looks happy; in contrast to Daru— who can only be silent; following this crazy game. Djaka was stunned to see Daru so very handsome at this proposal and engagement event; there must be no smile etched on Daru's lips.
Daru sat down next to Djaka. He looked at Djaka for a moment. “Wait,“ exciting Daru. “Before the event starts, I want to say something first,“ Daru said. The Emir stood among the members of the Daru family. The Emir is completely inexhaustible. Why would any such old man marry his own son to a man—while he was not at all pleased with this marriage?
“Pak Emir,“ Excite Daru. All eyes were on the figure of Emir— who stood, then approached Daru. Daru also gave the map to the Emir; for the Emir read it in front of everyone. Who is this man?, inner Djaka. “He's my personal lawyer, om, ma, pa, aunt,“ Daru said. “Dari! What do you mean bring a lawyer, huh!?“ Didin ride apitam. Daru is really usually just embarrassing the family, inner Didin.
The Emir also began to read the contents of the agreement he had made. “Good afternoon father and mother all. I as a personal lawyer Daru want to convey that, before Daru and Djaka get married, Djaka as a second party must sign this agreement, as well as both parents from Daru or Djaka, Djaka,“ said Emir.
“Here it is written, first party Daru Bramantio, asked the second party Djaka, to give 50% of the monthly money from the salary earned. Second, the second party should not interfere in the personal affairs of the first party. Third, the second party should not forbid the first party to have romance with other women. Fourth, the second party must keep this marriage a secret, and the wedding reception must be held behind closed doors; in order to preserve Daru Bramantio's good name and career. If the second party violates one of the rules contained in this agreement letter, then the second party must pay a fine of 1.5 billion rupiah to the first party.“, Emir said at length.
Everyone there instantly fell silent; after hearing the Emir's words. “How much are you paid, huh?“ tanya Didin with a dead red face. Emir smiled meaningfully. “Less than 30jt,“ Emir said bluntly. Didin smiled lightly. “30jt? I pay you 100jt 200jt or more. Say the nominal. But, destroyed first the agreement letter is now.“ Didin said. “Sorry, sir. If you want to know who I am, please find out who is Emir Dwi Putra. I'll help anyone who needs legal advice from me, sir. Want to be paid whatever— or not paid though, I will help. Did I consider him my own brother, sir. 200jt? My income per day is billions. Bramantio Group shares I will not accept, sir.“ said Emir of sarcasm. Inwardly; the Emir is also concerned for Daru.
“Brother Djaka,“ exciting Emir. Djaka also looked. “Do you agree to all terms of Daru Bramantio?“ ask Emir. Sounds bitter indeed. When Djaka tau; Daru has prepared all this carefully. “I agree,“ sahut Djaka steady. Djaka, and the bride's parents came to the agreement. The Emir was there until the event was over. In the courtyard of the house; Daru and the Emir embrace each other in a manly manner. “Daru, you if there is a problem what the story is with me, consider me om you,“ said Emir. Daru chuckled. “Each om hahaha,“ sahut Daru. Hm, sad of course sad. But, honestly Daru was also happy; it meant that at least Daru could be freer after marriage later; without any opposition and fighting from his father and mother.
When Daru went inside. Suddenly hp Daru rang. “Totally? You serious? Not boong yet? I'm going there now,“ Daru said when he received a call from Cecep, the assistant. The elders in the family were silent. “Da, sit here first,“ exciting Idah. “Sorry, mom. Daru musti to the office now. Just called the boss.“ said Daru. He ran to the room to get the car keys. He did not care at all about all the people who were there; including Djaka. He just walked away after saying his greetings. “Djaka, you are patient, yes?“ idah encouraged Djaka. One day om will make you fall in love with the same om, Da, the inner Djaka.
Chris does the rest of the office work in the apartment; so that the atmosphere of the apartment is not too quiet; he also turns on the TV. He glanced at the wall clock a few times. Hm, Daffin's way to where to try, inner Chris. When Daffin hasn't been home. It was already 6pm. “Assalamu'alaikum,“ Daffin says hello as he steps inside; not forgetting he put his shoes on the shoe rack.
“That? So, so excited you walk with another guy & forget about your own husband? Hm?“ hearing Chris' words just now, somehow Daffin even loosened his embrace. Chris' eyes look unfriendly. Chris also pushed Daffin—'s body so that Daffin was lying on the sofa, with Chris on top. Chris' eyes look terrible. Daffin held his breath. Chris locked Daffin's hands up with his left. With his right hand; Chris gripped Daffin's chin firmly. “Ma-mas sa-sick mas,“ complained Daffin. “Sick? The heart of the mas hurts more, Daffin.“ said Chris.
Suddenly Chris kissed the forced Daffin wildly. “Uhm!“ muttered Daffin. Daffin tilts his head left and right. This kiss is not a kiss of love! It is a kiss of emotion and anger! Chris bit Daffin's lip until he bled. “Daffin, once again you look the same way with other guys, mas will not hesitate to sell more than this to you.“ said Chris ketus. Chris also moved. “Mandi trus dinner. Mas wait.“ said Chris ruled.
Daffin's eyes are reddened. Why has Chris been acting so weird lately? He tends to be rude. Where was Chris? Soft, shady, full of love, and affection? Daffin's eyes are heating up. He stood up and went straight to the bathroom. Chris' stupid shit is waiting for him to have dinner. Daffin just want to go to bed after bathing later. It's been an hour. Where's Daffin?, Chris' inner wonder. He stood up and walked into the room. There Daffin lies. He's sleeping?, Chris's mind shuts the door.
Daffin pretended to be asleep when he heard the squealing sound of the door opening. Daffin knew it must be Chris. What's he gonna do?, Daffin's mind is a little scared. Moments later; Daffin felt like someone was getting into bed. Daffin gulps. Then, felt someone's hand coiled in Daffin's stomach. Cup. Chris kisses the head of Daffin. “Mas just don't want to lose you, Daffin. Enough to lose papa to Cindy. I don't want to lose you again. Mas want you to always be on the mas side, dear~“ said Chris. He also joined the fall beside Daffin with a position hugging Daffin from behind. Warm, inner Daffin shed tears.
This morning; it went through as usual; cleaning and cooking. As if nothing had ever happened before. Twenty minutes, Inner Daffin. He also put a mop on the wall. Then, step into the kitchen lifting rice steam— that has been steamed for approximately twenty minutes. Then, he poured the rice with hot water, and stirred with a stick of lemongrass, salt, bay leaves, and galangal. Then, steamed back to maturity for 25 minutes. Yes, Daffin wants to make Ulam Rice.
While waiting; Daffin also made a bundle. First of all, saute the seasoning fine to fragrant. Just put in the grated coconut. “What cooking time does it love?“ chris shouted in a hoarse voice. Daffin shook his head to look at Chris who walked here while scratching his stomach. Look at Chris' hair still messy. “Again making Rice Ulam. Eh? Wait a minute, it's got some eye shit. Geez, definitely haven't washed your face yet?“ sahut Daffin's. Daffin shrinks the stove fire for a bit. Then, he took a piece of tissue; cleaned both eyes Chris— which there is eye dirt there. “Jorok,“ says Daffin. “Biarin~ Part of you doang clay,“ said Chris.
Ugh, Chris' throat feels dry. “Do not drink ice, still early in the morning too,“ reprimand Daffin take a glass of warm water. Chris then closed the refrigerator door. “Daff,“ exclaimed Chris was speechless as he drank a mouthful of warm water. “Why?“ daffin asked in surprise; daffin's eyes narrowed; chris looked very strange. “No taste, no taste, want ice water,“ Chris said later.
Daffin sighed. “Terasah ah, want to drink ice drink only there.“ said Daffin sebal. Chris grinned the horse. Chris also pinched both cheeks Daffin—padah Daffin was stirring together. “Mas, don't be nosy, I'm cooking again,“ said Daffin. Chris leaned his hips in the kitchen. He was astonished; why did Daffin continue to stir the grated coconut; when viewed was rather mature anyway, the inner Chris.
“Daff,“
“Hm?“
“That coconut want you anything? How is mulu stirred? Did you see that?“
“Kan said this again makes it together,“
“Iya tau~ What do you mean long ago you stirred it?? Udah mateng it, just lift it,“
“It's still wet times mas. Wait for dry ampe first,“
“Here here let me stir your hole in the back,“
“Do not start~“
Chris ruffled Daffin's hair. “Mas want to take a shower first huh, babe?“ chris smiled warmly. “Uhm,“ sahut Daffin. Daffin looked straight ahead after Chris entered the room. Daffin. “Mas.. Why are you, anyway?“ muttered Daffin sighed as he recalled Chris's rude actions last night. Marriage is not for fun. Most people will probably choose to separate after being treated that badly. But, Daffin had another view. Daffin did not know until when he could survive; if Chris continued to behave as such; maybe Daffin will survive until he really can't stand Chris—'s attitude which is sometimes very sickening.
Hardinata steps through a small bridge directly connected to the Arborea Cafe. True, this cafe is located in the middle of the forest. You could say the access is quite easy, this cafe is located in the office area of the Ministry of Environment— which is really very strategic. Today too; Hardinata will solve the problem—between himself and Tristan.
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