Oh My Teacher's

Ivan's upset.

Ivan glanced at his watch, then glanced at his phone lying on his desk.

Slender...

Soon the school bell will ring, but Vin-vin won't call. Usually he always sends a chat or calls, but this time it is quiet. What happened to Vin-vin?

'Did something happen to him?' inner Ivan.

For some reason in his heart was filled with worry for the disciple who was always bothering him.

Ivan also felt surprised himself, instead he should be happy because the person who always bothers him does not appear again?

"Aahh, I'll see you later at the cafe, too" Ivan murmured to himself.

"Prince Ivaann..."

Ivan was bowed ever deeper among his papers. This voice was the very voice he had memorized, and he was avoiding very much.

But what power, they work in the same place and the same room, as hard as Ivan tries to avoid it, he will not be able to.

"Sir Ivan, how is the bike done? been so?"

"Oh, Miss Yosephine, yes it is" Ivan replied, forcing a smile.

"Ooh, what a coincidence, today it was my bike's turn in service. What if Mr Ivan helps me?" Mrs Yosephine was standing right next to Ivan's desk.

"Hmm, what help, ma'am?"

"Help drive me home, grab a bike at the workshop. Then we can eat first, how?"

This time what other reasons Ivan had to use in order to reject Bu Yosephine's invitation. Ivan smiled stiffly, confused.

"Bu Yosephine is too aggressive, Mr. Ivan is so afraid of it..." Knock Mr. Anis off his desk.

Ms. Yosephine glanced cynically at him, "don't interfere Mr. Anis!"

Then he looked back at his old teacher who was still in his chair.

"Where is Mr Ivan? can ya?"

"I'm so sorry, Miss Yosephine, but I have an appointment after school."

Bu Yosephine looked pouted, she stared intently at Ivan.

"Really? not because I want to reject my request?"

"Betul Bu after work if it is not a very important business, I am lazy. I'd rather take a break in my apartment."

"Bright..." Ms. Yosephine smiled, "i don't like going anywhere either. It's better at home. How about..."

"Oh, I'm sorry ma'am, I have to hurry. Excuse me "Ivan immediately got up from his seat, looking at his watch pretending to be busy. He was reluctant to listen to Ms. Yosephine's words that seemed to be starting to digress and were unclear and dangerous.

With very wide strides, Ivan left the teacher's room just as the bell home rang.

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ivan walks towards the school gate, he will head to the motor park area to pick up his motorbike and go straight to the cafe d'best, where he made an agreement with his minstrel - Vincia-.

But his steps came to a halt as he watched, Axelio - the always-present huddle near Vin-vin - running towards IPS 4 XI class.

Before long, he sees Axel already walking beside Vin-vin, his hand even landing on Vin-vin's shoulder.

"Every mesra? not a girlfriend but that close?" inner Ivan.

Ivan deliberately stops his steps for a moment, keeping his distance so Vin-vin doesn't see him. After that he walked towards the parking area and it turned out Vin-vin was also standing at the exit of the motor parking area, again Ivan stopped his steps.

After Axel arrives with his motorbike matic, Ivan sees Vin-vin directly riding in the back seat and they both go straight away.

Ivan stared at the departure of the white motor until it disappeared from his view. Unknowingly he was already shaking his waist.

"Gue... in the same job that stinky boy?!" he nodded while laughing.

Ivan drove the bike fast, and he deliberately took the same route with Axel, when he saw the white bike on Axel and Vin-vin, he said, he deliberately set off his bike and passed them both.

He was upset, for some reason he was upset.

Perhaps his pride is felt in the stampede by Vin-vin, a smelly boy who is not even seventeen years old. And the most upsetting of all was his anger. Why should he be angry?

wasn't he supposed to be happy, because that way he could be free from the shackles of his disciples.

Ivan shouldn't be upset.

"Damn! why should I feel upset! it's ridiculous!" shouts wail.

...***...

"Tlilitylite.. tlilit..."

Ivan quickly approached his phone lying on the sofa, but when he saw the name on the screen, he immediately felt disappointed.

"Why?!" resounding.

"For PMS yes brot!" reply people across no less ketus.

Ivan just sighed, he was getting annoyed with his own behavior that was starting to be ridiculous.

'Why am I so nervous!' grunts in the heart. Dion's best friend since High School who has no fault even got sprayed.

"Sorry Yon, what's wrong?"

"Lo I think there's a problem again?"

"No, just tired."

"Just hang out, yuk" asked Dion. "Let's fresh not think of a grandiose job! make the wrinkles tau! ntar student Lo on the run again see the face of his teacher who is not handsome anymore."

Ivan chose silence, Dion like dousing gasoline in the sparks of anger in Ivan's heart.

"Where?" ask her.

"At the cafe where Lo's students work, who knows I can see him again."

Ivan was silent again. Baffled.

He doesn't want to meet Vin-vin, but he also wonders why Vin-vin reneged on the promise they made this morning. Try if Ivan did, Vin-vin would be angry and desperately come to the teacher's room.

Unknowingly Ivan smiled, remembering the incident, then a second later he fell silent and felt ridiculous.

"Don't the cafe, the others!" although Ivan's heart was eager to come to that place, but he tried to maintain his pride.

"It looks like Bro, the important thing is we go out first, the business to the cafe where the problem later."

"But you pick me up yeah, I'm lazy to take the bike."

"Hmm. Tumben really Lo ask to be picked up. Okay, I'm going to Lo's house at 7."

Ivan hung up his phone and stared at the old screen of his dead phone.

Would it be better for him to go to that cafe and meet Vin-vin? but he has to put up a face how? a nibble? or ask about an appointment at a canceled cafe d'best?

"Arghhh!!! why do I have to think about this unimportant matter!!!" He screamed while grabbing his own hair.

"Mending me a shower!" He said at last, getting up from his seat and walking towards the bathroom.

He wanted to shake his head in order to think normally again.

Vin-vin really has made him a very silly person and can not think clearly.

"Basic boy!!!" Shouts again.