MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G

MY TEACHER TURNED OUT TO BE G 54

His charm is like a prince of England— who transformed into a GM in a company. Especially that single breasted suit; it looks very proportional to its height. When he sat down, and when the sunlight hit him, he looked very handsome. Oh god, handsome soul mate?, inner one of the women— who accidentally passed by. Djaka is currently having lunch in the office cafeteria; with a menu of chicken salad, broccoli, and boiled eggs. Djaka remembered the advice of dermatologists at the clinic at that time, that if you want to have a bright and healthy skin, you should eat a healthy diet as well.

Someone also took Djaka secretly. Then, he posted the photo on social media, ranging from: instagram, whatsapp, to twitter. The charm of a Djaka is so pronounced. This is evident from the many likes and comments that flood the post. Djaka smiled as he lowered his head slightly, when someone passed by, and greeted him. “Cie dah glow up aja haha,“ exclaimed Safitri, then join sit one table with Djaka. “Duh, late glow up mba wkwkwk,“ sahut Djaka laughs wit.

In this apartment there are four bedrooms and four bathrooms. Whether it's CHRIS or Daffin; unable to resist Lili— requests who want to stay here for the next few weeks. DAFFIN smelled a fragrant scent shortly after he entered the apartment. Who else is cooking, huh?, Inner Daffin. Hm? The lili? Both Daffin's eyebrows are furrowed. Lili is so beautiful with home dress made of knit bone white. She really looks like a housewife—who is cooking for her beloved husband. Beloved husband?, Inner Daffin. A moment of jealousy fell on the heart. Lilies don't deserve to be in the kitchen like that, Daffin's inner.

Lili looked over. Actually he was disappointed, because the one who came was not Chris, but Daffin. Huh, that's okay, at least I pretended to be respectful and friendly to him, Inner Lili. “Hm, what else to cook, mba? Very fragrant?“ exciting Daffin—pun sitting in the kitchen. He took a glass of water, then drank it. Lilies also rotate their bodies, and give the best smile, although a little forced. The MBA? Mba ndasmu, Inner Lilies do not accept being called that name. “Bikin rice uduk. This again fried his chicken,“ sahut Lili. The smile also faded, as he turned away naturally while flicking chickens in the frying pan.

Daffin stood up, then opened the refrigerator looking for snacks. But, Lili even made a sound, and it made Daffin growled. “Ngapain are you there, Daff? What do you want to take?“ ask Lili. “Gue wants to snack,“ says Daffin briefly while removing fruit salad setoples. Lili doesn't seem to like it. “Wait a minute, did you ask Chris? Who knows if he'll eat that later? You ask first. Not good to take food to have people?“ lili said sarcasm. Heh, where did these astral beings come from? Seems like I want to be a child, Inner Daffin. “Chris gratisin me mo eat only here,“ sahut Daffin half ketus, then bring his food to the front room.

A moment later; Lili intercepted Daffin's wrist. He tried to fight over the fruit salad from Daffin's hands. Crazy girl! Fruit salad want to be cured?!, inner Daffin is not out of thought. “Lepasin, I mo eat,“ said Daffin began to lose patience. Lili pulled the jar with both hands—pun Daffin did not want to lose. When Lili realized there was someone coming; she tried hard to pull the jar; then fell to the floor just like that. “Duh,“ murmured Lili grimaced. “Daffin? Lilies?“ exclaim Chris. Daffin looked over. Eh? Mas Chris? Duh, how, anyways? Anyone who saw would have thought if I was again nindas nih child, inner Daffin nervous.

“Lili? You why?“ ask Chris.

“Sstt, I want Brother Chris' fruit salad. But, Daffin did not even want to give to me,“ said Lili.

“Daff? Please give the salad to Lili. If you want later mas can orderin again,“ said Daffin. Basic drama queen, inner Daffin pissed. Daffin crouched down, then put the jar next to Lili roughly. “Lu abisin, do not spare any residue, mubadzir,“ said Daffin coldly, then stand. “Mas,“ exclaimed Daffin approached Chris into the room, after closing the door tightly. “Hm?“ sahut Chris while taking off the suit one by one. Hah, so tired, Chris' inner. “Why don't you tell Lili to stay in Setiaji apartment or you rent her apartment?“ daffin.

Chris twisting body. “Why?“ ask Chris astonished. “Ngak papa, I just feel that he has bad intentions to destroy our household life, mas,“ said Daffin. “You yourself know you just got home from work. But, you even want to make sure you debate?“ chris is accusing. “Uhm, mas a-aku—“ Daffin murmur directly cut by Chris. “Why? Me why? Even if Lili wants to destroy our household, our household will be fine as long as you believe the same mas, Daffin. Unless your trust in the mas is gone,“ said Chris sarcasm.

Daffin freezes. Chris' mood changed so quickly. He looks very angry. Daffin only speaks for what he is. Then, what's my fault?, Daffin's mind confused. Chris also cornered Daffin— to make Daffin's body automatically fall on the mattress. See what Chris will do after this. Chris tied both of Daffin's hands up with a tie. Chris looked very strange. He's like a beast—who wants to devour his prey. Chris kissed Daffin's lips while strangling his neck.

“Mahs arrggh sa-sak-iht mahs ugh hah,“ murmured Daffin complained of pain. Suddenly Daffin shed tears. Chris had actually turned into a human-shaped demon. Daffin tried to push Chris with all his might with his foot, so Chris managed to take a few steps back. Chris rubbed the corner of his slightly bloody lips. A moment later; he also untied in Daffin's hand. Daffin's hands turned blue. He is no longer able to speak. “Other times if you are tired again, do not worry about the debate dear, do not worry about the mood of the mas are ugly,“ said Chris gave a warning.

Daffin was pensive after Chris went into the bathroom. He looked at his two hands that were turning blue—pun neck from the reflection of the mirror in front. You have changed, muttered Daffin. Huft, he breathed. Mending me a walk out, Inner Daffin. Daffin wears an ordinary white shirt outif with a slowacid on his back; loose jeans; white hair— also does not forget the black hat bucket hat (read: a hat with a crown shaped like a tube). Then, he also wears chain earrings and other accessories such as: necklaces and rings.

Daffin went straight out the room to the door. Lili was astonished; she saw Daffin so hurriedly in neat clothes. Where the hell is he going? Hm, anyways it's none of my business either, Inner Lili was a fool. “Eh? Brother Chris? Yuk, eat, brother? Everything is ready,“ exclaimed Lili smiled sweetly. “Where's daffin? You saw Daffin come out?“ chris asked coldly. “Ba-barusan her out,“ says Lili slightly staggered. Both of Chris' eyebrows swooped sharply. Then, he immediately took the car keys—berniat want to go looking for Daffin. Chris was very angry and emotional. Lili alone was horrified to see that cold Chris— expression.

At home; Juan is performing a— role in which he tries to position himself as a bartender. Juan stuffed pieces of lemon, lime, and mint— leaves that had been squeezed into a glass. Then, he added simple syrup, pomegranate juice, ice cubes, soda water, and pomegranate seeds. “Pomegranate mojito mocktail,“ Juan said, then gave a glass of his homemade mojito to Yoga. Yoga also chuckles after getting the best service from the idol.

Yoga touched the glass. Before he drank it, he asked Juan. “At the bar, you wait for guests to kek gini?“ ask Yoga. Juan lowered his eyebrows. “Hm,“ says Juan with deheman only. Yoga grunts, then drink the mojito until the remaining half. “Can't? Are you doing mediocre work again? Don't be so cool,“ says possessive Yoga. Juan smiled faintly. “Let my customers all on the run, mas,“ Juan said.

“Juan,“ exclaim Yoga tetiba to be more serious. “You still have family, right?“ cetus Yoga's. Juan remained silent. From where can Yoga know?, Juan's mind was astonished. “It..,“ murmured Juan. I don't know why this tongue feels confused to tell all things to Yoga. “How about your family, you are secrets like me, let alone others? I do not know how many secrets you hide from me, Juan,“ said Yoga. Yoga felt that she was not so appreciated by Juan. After all, want as cruel as your own family, not wrong, right? Tell stories to others—let alone to your own lover?

“Mas—“

“Don't say anymore. I don't want to cry,“

Yoga moves from the mini bar. Juan came out of the kitchen set and embraced Yoga from behind. “Lepasin Juan,“ says Yoga angry. Honestly there is a glimmer of suspicion in the heart of Yoga. He assumes that Juan has more secrets—pun considers Juan has had a stash. The bartender? Judging from the profession it may be that Juan has actually been having an affair, Inner Yoga. Uh, the anger in this self seems to have reached the crown. “Juan, lastin! Don't think you don't know, do you? If you play behind the mas?“ say Yoga.

“And I've been removed from the family card, mas. Now you're all I have,“ Juan said, then kissed the jaws of Yoga. “But, why haven't you ever told the mas, Ju-ahn? Ngghh,“ asked Yoga while moaning as Juan's tongue licked the neck area. “Hm?“ muttered Juan while peeling the right neck, jakun, and the left neck to the chin. “Color I don't want it to be a burden on your mind, mas. Enough you know I'm Juan, I'm already seneng,“ said Juan. “But, you even make mas suspicious of you,“ said Yoga is still not satisfied with the answer given by Juan.

Juan was also giggling. Oh my god, is this possessive of my future wife? Hahaha, Inner Juan. “Kok even laughed, anyway?“ the Yoga sebal. “Obviously I laugh~ You are really silly,“ says Juan meledek Yoga. Yoga purses the lips because it's bad. “We use logic, deh. Try to think again, my work money who is the handle? Let alone hundreds of thousands, a thousand silver just less sure you will not money in the company? Hm? Hayo's? Trus who likes to call me & vc every day at work who? Hm?“ juan said make Yoga stuck. “Sana!“ yoga is revolting. Juan immediately held Yoga wrist up while kissing the armpit area.

Missing head bobbles while kneading his temple—which does not hurt at all. James wanted to take Gilang for a walk. Instead, he wears a white Muslim robe and a black peci. “We're going for a walk, Jim. Not to the study,“ said Gilang. He really did not think. “But, add handsome, right?“ james is confident. Cup. James kissed Gilang's cheek at a glance, then he immediately shot out. “Jim!“ said Gilang as he sizzled annoyed.

Gilang refused to get out of the car, although the car he was riding in had arrived at the parking lot Pacific Place— which is one of the famous malls in South Jakarta. James had to intervene. With pleasure; he opened the car door for Gilang. “Turun~ We have nyampe,“ said James tried to persuade Gilang. Honest not because of shame or anything. He just didn't want James to be the center of attention. Do you remember the day James converted? He became the center of attention for a while, wearing a robe and peci. That's why Gilang didn't want James to dress Islamically while outdoors.

“Down dear~“ said James meekly while staring at Gilang long-goal. “You are, Jim, who bought food in the dalem. I wait in the car aja,“ said Gilang looks upset. James placed one hand on a p a h a Gilang. “Ayok babe~ Hm? Down~ If I am alone, the name is not a street dong?“ said James. “Sebel,“ said Gilang sebal with both eyebrows—which almost interlocked. “Sebel why?“ asked James softly. It was like persuading a child of kindergarten who was sulking.

“Sebel because later people see you,“ said Gilang. A moment later; james laughed. Gilang Gilang is funny really you? Gemesin tau hihi, inner James. “Let people see me. Do they have eyes, too? Cepetan, I already laper,“ said James; forcing Gilang to immediately down—pun finally Gilang down also after James fought so full moon. James clasped Gilang's hand along the way and Gilang surrounded the mall. Right now they were heading towards the fifth floor to fill the stomach.

In the past Gilang was always uncomfortable; every time touched by James; even though only holding hands. But it all seems to be turning around. Now Gilang lah—the least can be far from James. Every time he woke up; the first thing he did was look for James. What if James were suddenly not next door? Of course Gilang would shout James' name from inside the room repeatedly loudly. James was in the bathroom; saving money every morning.

Bogor Cafe on the fifth floor is also a choice of Gilang and James for afternoon dining. Some menus such as: oxtail fried rice, oxtail ramen, oxtail penyet, martabak, and iced teh—pun have been ordered. While waiting for the order to come; they were chatting lightly. “At home stock soap ato is there any abis not? Let all of you shop here,“ said James at the same time asking. “No idea, don't look too,“ said Gilang stupid time. When Gilang is playing social media. He went to several tables at the cafe. Must they talk to my husband again? Heh?!, Inner Gilang. “Jim, install glasses,“ says Gilang.

“Hm? What glasses?“ james is confused. Gilang grunting. “Pick pairs of glasses. Let them stop seeing you,“ Gilang said possessively. Geez, my dear wife, are you still worried that people are seeing me?, James said with a smile. “Udah ah dear~ We are here to eat, not take care of people's eyes, diem do not think, ok?“ said James. Cup. James kissed Gilang's cheek suddenly. Gilang immediately frowned. “Satisfied? Let the amused see me. Trus don't worry about me anymore,“ said James. “Tau ah, whatever,“ sahut Gilang blushed shyly.

Tristan sat pensively in the office room. He is currently on campus. The teaching hours are over. Hardinite. That one name just kept swirling around Tristan's head. What else should it be? So that he can melt?, Tristan's inner. Tristan thought hard. He tried to think more deeply. Thinking back will be because musabab Hardinata so hate—so reject himself raw. “Think of it, the cake I'm too maksa, deh?“ tristan murmured with a long breath.

Tristan decides to go straight away; visiting Hardinata's apartment. Previously he had bought two packs of mayang shawls. May he be in the apartment, Inner Tristan. He also plans to apologize directly for what— he has done to Hardinata some time ago. Tristan sighed first before hitting the apartment bell. Tring tring tring. Tristan finally rang the bell. Inside there; Hardinata just finished a shower; then saw who— who had been poking the bell from CCTV.

Tristan?, Inner Hardinata. Hardinata tries to ignore Tristan. However, he continued to squeeze the bell nonstop, to the point of upsetting Hardinata. Hardinata could not open the door. “Hai,“ says Tristan say hello. A while later; hardinata had let Tristan inside. “What else do you want, Tristan?“ hardinata asked coldly as she crossed paths in a d a d a. “Har, I'm sorry to disturb you. Maybe I'm late in telling you this. Hardinata, I'm Tristan sorry. Please forgive me, because I was trivial and benefited you at that time,“ said Tristan.

“Honestly these few days I've tried to make self-introspection. Sorry, please forgive all my selfishness to you, Har,“ Tristan said sincerely. For the sake of keeping Hardinata feeling; Tristan did not want to linger here. After saying two words, he decided to go home. “Don't forget the scarf may be eaten, huh?“ tristan said again; after exiting the door. Hardinata did not say a word. Either because he's angry or something. Tristan doesn't know either.

Huft, Tristan breathed a sigh of relief. One by one the burden on the heart begins to decrease. Hardinata, I'm sorry, I can't give up my own feelings, and I'm determined to get you in a better way, Tristan's inner self as she drives. In the front room of the apartment. Hardinata sat looking at the plastic package; it contained food brought by Tristan. After taking a bowl; Hardinata also tried to enjoy a packet of mayang scarves coupled with ice cubes. “Enak,“ murmured Hardinata smiled faintly.

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