Oh My Teacher's

Agree again.

As usual, Vin-vin nebeng Mutiara arrived in front of the cafe d'best, where he made a pact with his puja teacher, who else if not Mr. Ivan.

"Aren't you really the same Mr Ivan?" tanya Pearl tried to convince herself.

"That's it! who else would you like to see if not Mr. Ivan!"

"I'm just worried, don't let that senior brother chase you down here!"

"They can't bother me anymore, they were threatened with Mr. Ivan!" whispered Vin-vin with a happy smile.

"Hmm. It is he whose heart is blossoming." Pearl turned her pink Scoopy contact key, "if Mr. Ivan doesn't come and you're confused about how to get home, call me. I'll pick you up."

"Hmmm. has a soulmate baek really, I'm so moved." Vin-vin immediately hugs Pearl who is still sitting on his motorcycle.

"Aahh.. what the hell! sultry tofu!" The pearl put away Vin-vin's hand that wrapped around his neck.

"Who knows, Mr. Ivan did not come because he was too busy with Ms. Josephine to forget about you!"

"Guet!!! look out for you!" Vin-vin's shout was only in reply to laughter by the Pearl from afar, as he had already escaped with his matic motor.

Vin-vin was sissy because of the words Pearl. Actually his heart was a little worried because the clock that was coiled on his wrist had shown time more than 15 minutes after school.

Did Mr Ivan really forget he had an appointment to go home?

Vin-vin picks up the phone in his OSIS pocket, he wants to contact Mr. Ivan.

Tin! Tin!

Vin-vin is startled and spontaneously retreats from where he stands. A man wearing a black leather jacket and a full face helmet covered his entire face, stopping right in front of where he was standing.

The guy doesn't have to open the helmet cover, Vin-vin already knows that the guy is the one he's waiting for.

A smile immediately adorned her cute face.

Without waiting for Mr. Ivan's orders, Vin-vin immediately climbed into the back seat of his teacher's motorcycle.

Today Vin-vin forgot to bring jeans, until his skirt was exposed to above the knee while sitting on the motorcycle seat.

Ivan snorted, then immediately took off his leather jacket and handed it to Vin-vin who was sitting behind him.

"I've worn a sweater sir" said Vin-vin confused when receiving a jacket from Mr. Ivan.

"Not in use, make that cover your feet!"

"Why the hell?!" Vin-vin doesn't feel like anything's wrong, his thighs only look a little because his skirt is exposed and that's not a problem, on the streets there are even shorter hotpants.

"Had been obedient, if you don't want to tutun. I call you a taxi!" ivan was firm.

Vin-vin's mouth was pursed taper, but he kept on complying. He was told to get off and take a taxi home.

"Where are you going?"

"To the Helmet shop!" Answer Vin-vin a little sniffy.

"Well?" Ivan was confused to turn his head.

"And yesterday Mr. Ivan promised to buy a helmet couple! have you forgotten?!"

Ivan was speechless, finally without saying much more he began to rotate his motor contact and speed on the streets were quite quiet.

Ivan takes Vin-vin to a fairly large shop that specializes in selling helmets. He obeyed the wishes of his students because he felt that arguing would only drain his energy.

"Sir Ivan comes here often?" vin-vin asks while looking at the sizable store from the motor park area, while waiting for his teacher.

"Yes pretty good" he said, taking off his helmet and putting him on the bike. Before getting off his bike, Ivan tidied his hair a little messy. And it's the most beautiful sight Vin-vin has ever seen.

Ivan had a glance at Vin-vin who looked at him dumbly, then he rubbed Vin-vin's face with anxiety.

"The fly can get into your mouth if you're so dumb!" he said with a smile.

"What the hell, sir..." Vin-vin is again.

Ivan chuckles and walks ahead of Vin-vin and enters the shop.

Vin-vin immediately runs up to follow him.

"Bw..." Vin-vin is flabbergasted when he gets inside the store, he has never been inside a store like this before. It's so complete. Various types of helmets are here, even motorcycle accessories are complete.

Vin-vin nodded, then he approached a salesman, "gold, which side is the helmet on?"

The salesman smiled as he invited Vin-vin to walk to the corner of the store with a special rack for the helmet couple.

Vin-vin's eyes immediately sparkled happily. He ran over and started to choose.

"Sir! what about this helmet?" Vin-vin points at a pair of light blue KYT helmets.

Ivan turned to Vin-vin and walked over to him, "my motorbike is green, I wear a blue helmet.." muttered Mr. Ivan.

"Oh yes, yes..if so this one?" Vin-vin points at the exact same helmet but is black in white.

Ivan took one of the helmets that Vin-vin pointed to and weighed the weight and checked it carefully.

"It's good too" he said as the sign agreed with Vin-vin's choice.

"Mas! I'm gonna get this helmet!" Shouted Vin-vin cheerfully because Mr. Ivan liked his choice.

As the salesman approached, Ivan pulled out a card from his wallet. "Gue pay for this, yes" he told the salesman.

"Every Boss."

"Lho sir, how did Mr Ivan pay? let me just." Vin-vin tries to take the credit card held by the salesman. Ivan quickly grabbed Vin-vin's hand and lowered it.

"If you pay, I won't wear it!" he said firmly.

Vin-vin grunted in annoyance.

'Tlilitia....'

Ivan reached into the phone in his pants pocket with his left hand, because his right hand was still holding Vin-vin's wrist.

Ivan fears that if he lets go of Vin-vin's hand on the phone, Vin-vin will run to the cashier and pay for the expensive helmet.

"Hallo Yon, what's wrong?" ivan said when he saw Dion's name on his phone screen.

"Van, you invited Manda!"

"Manda's? who?" Ivan's brows furrowed in remembrance of the name that Dion spoke.

"Manda! Da-da!" Dion looked upset.

"Lo rich old man, same old man has forgotten!"

"Oh Da-da! sorry. I'm more interested in his nickname," Ivan chuckled.

"Da-da why?"

"He wants to be married! tomorrow night at building A."

"Married to who? that was his old girlfriend, right?"

"No, I don't think it's the same as before. Coal businessman he seems. Tomorrow we come to her show with her husband. You can come, right?"

"Tomorrow at night? I don't have any shows, I'm definitely coming. I haven't seen him in a long time, either."

Ivan frowned feeling the spicy pinch in his hand.

"Udah first yes, I'm busy," without waiting for Dion's answer, Ivan immediately hung up his phone.

"What the hell is Vin?" Ivan hissed while rubbing his reddened hands due to the pinch of Vin-vin.

"Sir Ivan where are you going tomorrow night? kok pake event kangen want to see again everything!"

"Oh, high school friend wants to get married tomorrow, he's my best friend in high school and has not met for a long time." Ivan smiled as he recalled his high school friend.

"I'm coming!"

"No!" Ivan refused.

"I have to come!"

Ivan sighed while restoring his hair, complicated event if you have to bring this little child.