
"For Mr. Ivan."
Ivan smiled to get a good morning greeting from Mr. Anis. He had just arrived at the school and headed straight for the teacher's room.
After dropping off Vin-vin last night, he can't sleep until early morning.
Ivan also felt surprised, why after knowing the smelly boy kencur he often experienced insomnia. Looks like something's wrong.
Maybe their relationship is wrong, teachers and students are better not to have this special relationship.
Little heart Ivan was actually a little rejected his relationship with one of his new students. But Vin-vin's charm really makes him lose control. Last night the most obvious example, Ivan almost kissed the tiny lips. The lips are so adorable and seductive.
Ivan supported his head with his hands while cursing his dirty head.
This is a minor child! Not 17 years. How could Ivan possibly have had any thoughts so far.
"I have to look for busy after work, otherwise I can't get away from the boy. Yep! I must have a reason to reject him." - Ivan murmured to himself.
"For Bu Yosephine..."
The greeting of Mr. Anis surprised Ivan, he spontaneously raised his head which had been bowed. His gaze accidentally collided with that of Bu Yosephine.
Ivan smiled as he nodded his head.
Josephine did the same thing, and she hurriedly sat down on her chair and began to occupy herself with some papers and books.
Ivan was a little surprised by the change in attitude from Bu Yosephine, usually he was so enthusiastic and aggressive when he saw himself, but this time he was not.
What the hell is going on? maybe it has something to do with last night.
Ivan tries to hide his smile and pretends to be busy with his work.
'There's also a point in Vin-vin's silly idea, at least I'm comfortable in this teacher's room, ' his inner self.
*
The first lesson hour for the XI class of IPA 2 is Basketball.
All the disciples of both the son and daughter gathered on the basketball court.
Ivan who was already on standby on the basketball court was a little surprised when he saw Axel appear.
Axel seemed very prominent among his classmates, not just the possible classmates throughout this school.
The face of the bule and his very towering height made him look very striking.
All the princess disciples were not even shy to show her admiration, they smiled even looking at Axel for a very long time.
Maybe Axel is used to getting more attention like this, so he looks cool and calm.
Maybe something's wrong with Vin-vin's head! for a kid his age, isn't Axel the dream guy? but why did he even prefer this older teacher?
"I want, 10 boys, to play basketball. I want to know the extent of your ability in this game," said Mr. Ivan as he mendrible basketball and walked to the middle of the court.
There were 10 sons disciples getting up from their seats, including Axel.
Axel's height is perfect for being a basketball player. Ivan wanted to see his ability. If Axel is capable, he wants to invite him to practice who knows he wants to be consistent in this sport and become a basketball athlete. The dream he had once almost achieved before a severe injury.
As expected, Axel is great. Several times he shot and was on target! get in the basket and never miss.
Axel can even do dunk (putting the ball into the basket from a very close distance to touch the ring) very cool. All the princess disciples even clapped and cheered in admiration.
Not only the daughter students, the son students also cheered loudly. Axel is indeed very cool and extraordinary, Ivan was amazed at him.
With all these advantages, how could Vin-vin not like it.
Ivan massaged his own forehead, 'why do I always connect Axel and Vin-vin! I'm insecure gini!' inner Ivan.
"Sir Ivan beware!"
All the princess disciples clapped and cheered.
Ivan looked at his students who were playing in the middle of the basketball court, one by one.
"Who's got his hands flicked and threw the ball at me?" tanyakanya.
"I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean it" Axel said as he approached Ivan.
Their height is even almost the same when standing face to face like this, even though Axel is only 17 years old and can still get taller again. Mean Ivan lost high dong with him.
Ivan is 25 years old, and he can't get any taller. Even though Ivan's height alone is 180 cm, what about Axel later when he was his age.
Axel stood right in front of his gym teacher, their eyes clashing.
"I want to play 3 on 3 with Mr. Ivan, does Mr. Ivan want to?" axel asked softly, more like a hiss.
Ivan looked Axel in the eye, "maybe."
"The one who wins. can get Vin-vin."
Mr. Ivan looked surprised, "Vin-vin is not an item that you can easily arrange who you have to be with!" reply Mr. Ivan, his gaze grew sharper towards Axel.
Of course he doesn't take it if Vin-vin's brought in.
"Why? Mr Ivan is afraid of losing?" axel asked while raising his eyebrows next to him and smiling sideways.
Ivan fell silent.
"Huh! it turns out that Mr. Ivan is not that great! Vin-vin is too innocent, likes people who don't even want to fight for him."
"Hey!" Mr. Ivan threw the ball from earlier in his hold towards Axel.
Although a little late, but Axel managed to catch the ball thrown by his teacher.
"Who's afraid! let's start!" answer Mr. Ivan.
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Vin-vin stares blankly at his notebook on the table. Sometimes he doodled the book and even drew a figure that he missed so much, yes who else if not Mr. Ivan his beloved teacher.
Vin-vin several times seemed to smile at himself imagining the events of last night.
Even a little more, he could feel the first kiss. Because of that alarm, it all failed.
"I'll ask for my seventeenth birthday!" he murmured with a smile, happy.
"Ohh.. Mr. Ivan..."
"The chin!"
The cry of the Pearl instantly disperse the Vin-vin reverie.
"What the Mut! just bother the heppy guys!" Vin-vin frowned, as his best friend ran up to him and sat down beside him.
"That's Vin, on the basketball court.." Pearl's speech was cut into pieces as a result of the roar of his breath that was gnawing.
"What's on the basketball court?"
"There's Axel playing basketball again,"
"Ck! I never saw Axel play basketball! what a scene." Vin-vin's laying his head on the table.
"But he's fighting Mr. Ivan again..."
"What?!"