MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G

MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G 53

Almost two weeks this Hardinata disappeared like swallowed by the earth. The eyes of the two met; when Hardinata occupied the seat in front of Tristan. “Tristan,“ exciting Hardinata first time. Tristan stay quiet. He seemed to ask for an explanation from Hardinata; why Hardinata disappeared during that—lewat eye gaze. Hardinata also did not want to beat around the bush. He also began to talk at length. “Tristan, in the future, we better not see each other again,“ said Hardinata. Both of Tristan's eyes narrowed. “So we never knew each other. And for that night, I won't have a problem. But, if you do the same with me again, I will not hesitate to sue you, Tristan.“ said Hardinata along with threats.

Hardinata doesn't want to play about the lawsuit. These people like Tristan; being apologized is inappropriate; if only not for the advice of Tasmirah—Hardinata would have taken the case to the law. For Hardinata; imprisoning a Tristan was a small affair. “Didn't I get a little chance? Mr CEO?“ tristan said then. Hardinata. “Please don't force me, Tristan,“ says Hardinata.

“Sorry,“ exclaims Tristan apologized. “Sorry, if I had gone too far that night, Mr. CEO,“ Tristan said again. Hardinata stood up. “I'm sorry about you. So, our meeting is quite ampe here alone, do not bother me anymore, Tristan.“ said Hardinata left Tristan alone here. “THANK ME ONE MORE CHANCE MR CEO HARDINATA!!!“ said Tristan yell—so invite the attention of some cafe visitors. Hardinata's move stopped.

Tristan approached Hardinata ahead of him. Then, standing in front of Hardinata and looking at her two eyes straight. “I'm serious, Mr. CEO. I do not mess with my own feelings—“ said Tristan— which was immediately cut by Hardinata. “I'm not kidding either, Tristan. Please don't bother me anymore. I want to live quietly, Tristan. Thats enough. Enough ampe here, Tristan. There is no other time.“ said Hardinata asserted.

Tristan fell silent after Hardinata said that, then left. Tristan also clenched his hands tightly. Is it hard to get a Hardinata's heart? Tristan should how else—demi be someone Hardinata loves? Tristan breathed a heavy sigh. It was better for Tristan to let the atmosphere be a little calmer first. Just thought about how to—to be able to communicate again with Hardinata later. Tristan had gone too far; taking Hardinata off just like that; argh, Tristan ruffled his hair riled.

Djaka stood in front of the mirror. He looks at his reflection there from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair. “Pantesan Daru do not like bin kel sesel the same I hmmm so this anyway because of hara~“ Djaka murmured as he commented to himself—which looks mediocre, and far from the word stylish. In Djaka's heart was determined to change his appearance. But, before that, Djaka had to meet with the superior first.

Arrived at the office; Djaka headed straight for the CEO's room. “Log in,“ says Chris from the inside. Djaka sat in front of Chris after being invited to sit down. “Why? Any problems?“ ask Chris. “There's a hell of a lot, sir. Much!“ sahut Djaka—makes Chris chuckle. “Uhm, gini, sir.. Bo-can't if I shine my hair?“ ask Djaka. Both of Chris' eyebrows furrowed. Hm? Hair polish? Tumben once this Djaka asked about hair polish?, inner Chris.

Chris sighed while putting a pen on the table. He looked at Djaka. “Djaka,“ exciting Chris. “Iya, Sir,“ sahut Djaka steady. “You if you want to shine hair yes nyemir aja. Want what color red yellow cake blue ijo up to—which is important work your office selese, not malesan, the same can go upin the province of the company. One more do not forget, you are Handel well managers who are under your hands.“ said Chris.

“Kalo ntar me so more handsome than the father, how?“

“Lah? You are more handsome than me, right, Djaka? Haha, just leave you a little bit to finish wkwkwk,“

Chris smiled as he shook his head. So did Djaka; he also smiled. Get out of Chris' room; Djaka also thought to really change the appearance; to look more fresh and young. “And I'm old ckckck again da head three, jeez ckckck,“ inner Djaka.

Returning from the office; Djaka also visited one of the beauty clinics to undergo the treatment— and bought a package of skincare and bodycare at the clinic. After that, she visited a men's fashion boutique. Hm, he said the one who has this boutique is a famous designer, Inner Djaka. “Please excuse me, excuse me, sir? Can I help you?“ exclaimed one of the boutique officers. “Uhm.. Gini mba, I want to learn how to mix and match outfit kekana so that more handsome and stylish,“ said Djaka smiled widely. The employee smiled, then invited Djaka to enter a special room. “Bapak wait here first, later I call Mr. Didit,“ he said. “Iya mba, thank you very much in advance,“ said Djaka.

Didit and Djaka also talked to each other; discussing about fashion of course. Djaka get a lot of knowledge from Didit—how to mix and match clothes that are good and right. So that makes us able to style according to age. But, stay comfortable and fresh. Djaka also bought some casual clothing stels and jas—s as recommended by Didit. Huft, Djaka sighed as he exited the boutique. He looked at his hand full of paper bags. “Savings kuuuuu,“ cried Djaka in his heart, because he had spent so many millions for treatment and shopping.

Relax at home with your wife and husband? Whynot? Lagian relax and vacation— should not take a walk to mall— or even to the ends of the earth in search of natural sculptures that are unsightly. It was simple; lying down while removing each other's uneg-uneg; it sounded better. One way to maintain a household is to increase communication, right?

For the sake of his beloved wife; James willingly massage both legs Gilang with the position of both legs Gilang above the thigh. James glanced occasionally; Gilang was reading a novel; on his face was also a sheet mask. “Mistake,“ Excite James. “Hm,“ says Gilang with just dehumane. “By what kind of cake~ Do not diem mulu~“ said James while kneading Gilang's legs. James just felt ignored. Huh, fortunately beloved wife, inner James.

“You discussed what topic?“ ask Gilang without looking. Gilang is still focusing on his novel. “Uhm, what, yes?“ james Guman thought hard. “Kalo do not know what to say already diem aja,“ said Gilang stupid time. I just want to read a novel in the next few hours. “You are there!“ james said quickly; before Gilang would not listen to him at all. “It just so happens that my office is short of some important staff. So, want to recruit new employees,“ said James. A moment later; Gilang was glaring; he immediately turned his head and placed the novel book on his chest.

“Trus?“

“Hah? No trus-trusan,“

“Definitely want to find a new female staff, right? Model your secretary's cake that one?“

“Hah? No dear~ For the sake of my beloved wife will find new staff, but girls,“

“Ehem,“ Gilang cleared his throat, then sat down while staring at James' goal-devotion. “Jim,“ Excitement Gilang. “Uhm..,“ muttered Gilang threw his gaze left and right while poking at his own lips. “Can't we use me you? Don't use me—the usual cake you say that,“ said Gilang. “Can do anything yes not to my beloved wifeaaaaa,“ said James deliberately lengthen the tone at the end of the sentence. “You are mah, Jim. Again seriously also~“ said Gilang sebal. James also smiled. That cross was extremely adorable as he behaved spoiled, inner James.

“Well,“ exclaimed James put both his legs on Gilang's thigh. “This is your foot why here?“ ask Gilang astonished. “Your turn is mijet,“ James said while winking a few times. Gilang looked at James flatly. A moment later; he pulled James's leg off the top of his thigh. “Males! Pijet by yourself! I want to read a novel!“ said Gilang back to reading the novel while lying down with a tilted position facing the TV.

It flashed in James—'s mind to treat the wife. James slapped the pumpkin so hard—until Gilang complained. “Jim!!“ exclaim Gilang angry while glaring. Hm? Of course James didn't care; what was James afraid of? Stared like that by Gilang? Absolutely not! “Bandel anyway,“ James sneered. Gilang. However, James instead struck the gourd once more. Both eyes Gilang increasingly glared at—as if to get out of place. A moment later; James squeezed the gourd vigorously. “Jim aaahh,“ muttered Gilang. James smiled triumphantly with a sinless expression.

Setiaji sighed for the next time while twitching his temple which was not throbbing at all. He took off his glasses and put them on the table. “Ji? Lu why? How's the sprain?“ ask Halim. Setiaji frowned. “Ji, If I have any mistake you say, I will definitely improve everything,“ said Halim; Halim thinks, that he has done wrong—so make Setiaji become this angry.

Setiaji also looked. “Ngak, Lim. I'm not angry with Lu. Lili Lim Lili,“ says Setiaji. The lili? Huft, what's up with Lili? This time what other problems did he make— to the point of making Setiaji so this busy?, inner Halim. Setiaji also began to tell a story; what is happening now; from what Halim heard earlier, it turns out that Lili planned to deliberately take a college leave for the next three weeks to pursue Chris. This is fucking crazy. Lili's about the age of Halim. But, how could he be so relieved that—thinks of wanting to snatch Chris from Daffin?

Faithful called someone. “Halo Mr. Charles,“ Exclamation Setiaji. Halim only watched Setiaji from the side. He's serious again, Inner Halim. “How are you doing, Setiaji?“ ask Charles. “Haha i'm ok, Mr.“ Setiaji said. “Cepet said, what would you like to ask for help? I happen to have a doraemon magic bag. You can ask for anything,“ said Charles jokingly. Setiaji chuckled while drinking some water. “You know, adek I just semester two, six months new semester seven.“ said Setiaji.

“Trus?“

“Create what? Did he go to college there?“

“She is make a mistakes here, Mr. Charles. So, I better send him to your college next month,“

“Hei, Setiaji. My campus is not a place for troubled students, huh?“

“Come on, help me, dude. It's up to you to educate him how. Everything I give to you. Bottom line please educate him & he becomes a good and obedient student,“

The phone connection was cut off after the conversation between Charles and Setiaji was over. “Charles? Charles who?“ tanya Halim was suspicious. Honestly, it was the first time that Halim heard someone named Charles, because almost all of his friends were Faithful; Halim knew who they were without exception. Huft, Setiaji sighed. “He met me in London, he was a lecturer on campus, and I asked him to make one seat available for Lili.“ said Setiaji.

Halim is getting confused. Campus in London?, Inner Halim. “Lu, really want to send Lili there?“ ask Halim doubtfully. “Hm,“ says Setiaji nodded his head slowly. The faithful look quiet and mediocre from the outside. But, if he is faced with a problem, he will not hesitate to act more firmly. “Kalo Lili angry trus hate same you how?“ ask Halim. Nowadays there are often cold wars between brothers. Be honest in heart; Halim was a little worried; just in case Lili and Setiaji were hostile.

“Lim? Lu why? How is the face bent?“

“Gue is just afraid that Lili will really hate you. Trus he did not bother you anything else that way, Ji,“

“Basic elu mah. Hate me and hate me time. Regular sodapan musuhan~ Ntar also improved again~“

“Kalo she hates you forever how?“

“Lu if you like to make me mo ngak deh, Lim. There is a-there is aja you mah. Are you, baby?“ sahut Setiaji—who suddenly called Halim with affection. Even Setiaji hugged Halim from the side. Halim instantly froze; gulping was laborious. Both of Halim's cheeks were also flushed. Loyalty gave a smile; seeing Halim blushing in embarrassment like this. Cup. Setiaji kissed Halim's cheeks at a glance. Halim also automatically rewinds the body to the back a little. Halim blinked a few times—don't believe.

“Sister Chris!“ exclaim Lili approached Chris—who looks like he wants to go home. “Lili?“ chris exclaimed in surprise; but Chris knew it before; if Lili was waiting here. Setiaji has also told. Chris looked at Lili from toe to toe. Hm, changed 100%, inner Chris; as he saw the style change Lili— that used to seem cute; now look more mature with straight bob hairstyle middle—which is where, uh, on the left dangling it is tucked behind the earlobe.

Chris admits Lili is pretty. But, want as pretty as any Lili, Chris is not interested at all. Hm, Daffin, Chris' inner self as he remembers Daffin. Chris intends to buy some of Daffin's favorite food on Jalan—all of you later. “Lili with Brother Chris, yes?“ pinta Lili was hopeful as she wrapped her hand around Chris' wrist. Chris smiled at Lili's spoiled manner; although many pairs of eyes were looking; chris was not at all a problem. Lili was already Chris consider his own brother.

Chris and Lili return to the apartment. On the road; Chris had bought a betawi pickle, and a ketoprak; three packs each. There are six packs in total. “Mas,“ Excite Daffin when happy. However, a moment later; daffin's smile faded as he saw a woman beside Chris— walking in unison. That's Lili. “Daff, this is the same powder for you,“ said Chris put the plastic package on the table. “Daff?“ chris exclaimed; as he looked at Daffin's inertness.

Daffin knows; Chris is loyal; and firm; he will never betray Daffin just because of a woman. He is not a typical man who is easily seduced by any woman and man. But, still, as a wife—looks Chris can be this close to his own nephew—also feels jealous. “Uhm, i-iya mas,“ says Daffin. When Daffin wanted to step into the kitchen; chris called himself. “Daff, shaman used to be the same mas,“ reprimand Chris. Ah yes, salaman, Inner Daffin. How can Daffin forget the salaman? Ugh, base, inner Daffin is upset.

Chris is of course sensitive; that Daffin is currently jealous. Look at how Daffin stepped into the kitchen without a word. Pretty obvious, isn't it? Chris smelled a smile; looking at it—Lili was a little upset. After putting some dishes on the table; Daffin was intending to go to the room to prepare warm water in the bathtub; for Chris to take a bath later. “Sister Daffin!“ exclaim Lili. “Li, you're the big brother, not me. I'm still 18 years old.“ said Daffin cold.

“Trus where are you going?“ ask Lili again. “Not your business,“ says Daffin ketus—leave Lilies alone in the living room. It's foolish for Lili to get upset and angry. In the room; Chris was undressing. Daffin darted straight to bathroom— without saying hello first. Chris takes Daffin to the bathroom. There Daffin is preparing warm water in bathtub—also adding aroma therapy. “Daff,“ Excite Chris. Daffin. “Udah I'm ready. You can shower now.“ said Daffin coldly. Then he came out of the bathroom. Just now Daffin was about to step his foot out; chris immediately held his wrist; then hugged him from behind.

“Mas really knows, doesn't it? Look at you being jealous. Gemesin tau!“ said Chris to. “Si-who's jealous anyway, mas? None! Udah ah, I want to go out; eat the pickled that you bought in.“ said Daffin evasive, because nervous. “Your cheeks are red baby~“ said Chris in a teasing tone. Daffin freezes. The atmosphere became momentarily silent. Slowly; Chris slid his hand in there. He also squeezed two eggs belonging to Daffin's. “Eunghh,“ murmur Daffin. Chris deliberately read some information about the men's most sensitive spots. One of them is two eggs, inner Chris. Chris could not take it anymore. He and Daffin also make out in the bathroom. “Umh, mahs peh-lahn peh-lahn ahhh maahhs out ngh! Sstttt aaahhhhhhh,“ shouted Daffin—pun spouted the white liquid to the bathroom floor—after Chris pounded the hole many times. Chris and Daffin don't care; if there is a Lilies in the living room; anyway the distance between the bedroom and the living room is quite far.

Everyone turned to the source of the sound—which is where it is the sound produced by the squeak between the shoe and the ceramic floor. “Who the hell?“ ask an employee. “Hah? Wait wait, it's our GM!“ the other sahut. “Crazy! GM we're on a cake! Though this local Mr Djaka? His name is Djaka,“ another timpal.

Djaka walked into the office confidently. Djaka's latest appearance with Brunette— Comma Hair hairstyle The front of the hair is curved inward, and resembles a comma— as well as a classic brown hair color. Djaka also wore softlens brown— which is very contrasting with the color of skin and hair.

“I-this is really dad?“ tanya Tia still could not believe it. Secretly Djaka is handsome too, huh?, Inner Tia. “Why? Ugly, huh?“ ask Djaka. Tia shook her head quickly. “Ng-no, sir. Uhm ga-bull really even,“ great-grandson Tia shy. Djaka smiled too. “Kalo so I want to go to my room first,“ said Djaka later. He immediately headed for the elevator.

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