Oh My Teacher's

Don't call me a kid!

Long Vin-vin was in the back seat of Ivan's bike, he did not pay attention to the road he went through with his worship teacher.

His daydreams were too preoccupied with thoughts of Mr. Ivan's fiancee who had died a year ago.

How did they both go through their days?

And how did Mr Ivan treat his fiancee?

They both must be very romantic...

Vin-vin is really curious but also upset, he is afraid that in reality Mr. Ivan loves his fiance very much and they are always together, everywhere the two, combine... just imagine Vin-vin feeling annoyed and angry, jealous more precisely.

'Ckiiit.... ' Suddenly Mr. Ivan's motorbike stopped, making Vin-vin surprised. The helmet even collided with the helmet worn by Mr. Ivan.

"What's wrong, sir?" ask Vin-vin confused.

Ivan takes off his helmet, tidies up his slightly long hair on the bangs, then turns to Vin-vin sitting behind him.

"Why are you?" tanyakanya.

"Why?"

"I asked you earlier, you were silent."

"Oh, I'm sorry sir.. ask what?"

"I don't know your home is Vin-vin."

"Oh yeah, forgot.. hehehe..." Vin-vin forced his crisp laughter. But when he realized there was a cold piercing his skin, he immediately looked around.

"Lho, are we here?" Vin-vin was surprised because it turned out that Mr. Ivan stopped his motorbike not far from a beach.

"I am confused. when the road bike continues even have arrived here." Mr. Ivan got off the bike and left his helmet on the bike, then he sat on the side of the road looking at the beach not far from where he was.

Vin-vin followed him and sat right next to him.

Mr. Ivan just kept silent while staring at the waves in the middle of the sea, it seemed like he was thinking about something.

Maybe she misses Rina?

Imagining that, Vin-vin could only sigh.

"Why did you keep breathing?" asked Ivan while looking at Vin-vin.

"I just imagined what it would be like to be Mr. Ivan's fiancee..." Vin-vin.

Ivan just smiled.

"You've known me a long time?"

"We've known her since High School..."

Vin-vin nodded, "how did he die?"

Ivan fell silent, his memory flying to the time of one year ago.

"Let's just talk about something else."

Ivan saw the clock in his hand,

"it's almost 4 o'clock we should go home."

"Well..but this was just a minute..just had a chat too!"

"It's Vin's afternoon!" mr. Ivan said firmly.

Vin-vin pouted but kept walking following his teacher.

"Wear the helmet."

"No need to ah!"

"Why?"

"No one wants to wear someone else's helmet! I'm gonna put on my own helmet."

"Don't be weird! our journey is far away."

"I'm not wearing a helmet!" Vin-vin folded his arms around his chest.

"Bas with the little boy! selfish!" annoyed Ivan.

"Don't call me a kid!" vin-vin said a bit emotionally.

"Call who? Siva?" Mr. Ivan chuckled.

"Sir Ivan! sebel me!!" Vin-vin is upset while constantly hitting his teacher's chest slowly.

Instead of being afraid, Ivan laughed out loud and it made Vin-vin even more upset.

Seeing his pupil so annoyed, Ivan smiled then fended off Vin-vin's light punch and clasped his wrist.

"Later I buy a helmet couple again, make you wear. While wearing this first yes..."

"Really?" Vin-vin looked at Ivan full of probes.

"Promise!" Vin-vin raised his little finger.

"Bas with the little boy!" grunt Ivan while linking his pinky with Vin-vin's.

"Don't call..."

"Yes, yes, Siva! hehe.."

Vin-vin frowned, his lips pursed very funny to make Ivan more anxious.

but Ivan must be able to hold himself back, he must not get carried away.

"Alright, put on the helmet now."

This time Vin-vin said he was wearing Ivan's former fiancee's helmet by force.

Vin-vin climbed into the back seat of Ivan's motorbike, then wrapped his hands in the stomach of his master.

Suddenly, his cheeks blushed. He blushed in embarrassment from feeling the muscular part of his teacher's stomach. Although Mr. Ivan is a little slim, but his body is very athletic and toned.

"Ehem!!" Mr. Ivan cleared his throat very quickly, but Vin-vin did not notice.

Finally he pinched the back of his student's hand.

"Auch.. ah .. sick sir..." Vin-vin takes off the link of his hand and rubs the back of his reddened hand because of the pinch of his master.

"Say tell the handle, it's the wrong handle anyway!" vin-vin grout.

"Handle may be, but don't elus-elus either! I'm a normal guy Vin!" Mr. Ivan was wearing his helmet trying to cover the red hue on his face.

"And I'm a child, the time of Mr. Ivan can be provoked because of the elus of small children..." Vin-vin smiles at the fungus for successfully teasing his puja teacher.

It turns out that Mr. Ivan is very funny to be ashamed of, and Vin-vin is happy about it.

"Review you later!" furious Mr. Ivan.

He starts turning the stater of his bike and then props it up fast, making Vin-vin flinch and quickly grab the end of Ivan's jacket.

"Sir Ivan!! don't speed!" scream Vin-vin.

Ivan also complied and slowed down the speed of the motorbike, "I'm afraid you're in the afternoon until home."

Vin-vin tightened his arms, and stuck his head on Ivan's shoulder.

"It's okay to be late, the important thing is to be with Mr. Ivan longer" Vin-vin said.

Ivan was silent, even though he heard everything.

He was still confused by his own feelings. Whether he will return his student's feelings or ignore them.

But undeniably, in the depths of his heart, Ivan felt there was little feeling for his student's son.

Ivan is still doubtful.maybe not ready to re-establish a relationship, or maybe he can not forget about Rina.

Ivan took a breath and exhaled it hard.

"Where else is Vin?"

"Eh? um.. turn right..."

Ivan turns his bike according to Vin-vin's orders.

"To the left sir! go left!" vin-vin said suddenly.

Ivan was a little surprised and stopped his bike suddenly, making Vin-vin jerk violently against Ivan's back.

Ivan felt it, the chewy thing hit his back, making Ivan automatically blush.

"Damn.." her inner.

"Give me your address! let's not give misleading instructions like that!" the upset.

"Yes Sir.." Vin-vin complies and gives his home address in full.

"Where's your backpack?"

"Eh? it's here." Vin-vin points at his backpack that hangs on his back.

"Play it in front!" the Decree of Mr. Ivan.

"Why?"

"Have it done!" annoyed Ivan.

"No need to ah! make me so I can't hug Mr. Ivan!"

Ivan flips his body and forcefully takes off Vin-vin's backpack and wears it himself.

"Sir Ivan is nothing!"

"If not, I'm down here!"

Vin-vin frowned because he had trouble hugging his teacher because he was blocked by a backpack.