Oh My Teacher's

Can't forget yet.

Teng! Teng! Teng!

"Sir Ivan.... come home from school there is no event? if not, take a walk to the mall."

Ivan sighed when he heard Bu Yosephine's invitation. Just a day here alone, there was already one person who was very eager to chase him, making him dizzy.

"Sorry Mom, today I have an event" said Ivan Sopan as he packed his book and put it in a bag.

"Maybe tomorrow, sir? can we?" take Bu Yosephine not to give up. "Or is it tonight?"

"Later in the evening I have an event, sorry Miss Yosephine, excuse me." Ivan picks up his hubcaps full face helmet and lures him towards the motor park leaving Bu Yosephine still looking at him and hoping he changes his mind, but unfortunately Ivan did not turn around to accept his invitation.

Ivan walks towards the motor park and sees Vin-vin at the exit of the parking lot. Ivan also saw Vin-vin riding a big white motorcycle, on a bell by a boy who had come to the UKS. They even looked very friendly, because the boy had put a helmet on Vin-vin's head and buttoned him up.

"Basic playgirl!" Ivan shook his head and put on his helmet and then closed his glass tightly, then boarded his Kawasaki ninja 250 motorcycle, and spurred it out loud.

...*...

After arriving at his apartment unit, Ivan immediately put his body in bed. The first day was exhausting for him. After all, being a 'teacher' was not his passion.

Ivan glanced at the nightstand by his bedside and took a picture of it. Looked at him with a sad look.

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be the gym teacher I am today" he muttered, holding a picture of the woman on his chest.

Tlilit...

"Hello!" Ivan slightly snapped when answering his phone because he saw the name 'Dion' on his phone screen.

"Buckoo! how fierce Lo!"

"What? I'm tired of it!"

"It's about to work Lo! shombong! we haven't gathered together in a long time, have we?!"

"When?"

"Ntar malem in a regular cafe."

"Okay, but I don't promise. I used to," Ivan turned off his phone.

Dion was his best friend since High School, he was also a friend of Clarina. The three of them go everywhere always together.

But it's long gone.

Ivan returned the photo of the woman he had been holding to where he had been, then moved from his bed to the toilet. He had to take a shower to get his body refreshed.

It seems that Dion's invitation may also be, rather than him being dumbstruck at home or perhaps in contact with Bu Yosephine.

Ivan's hair immediately bristled when he remembered Bu Yosephine who had always bothered him since morning.

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At seven and five minutes, Ivan arrived at the cafe where he promised to hang out with Dion. The cafe was a good time, although not a weekend. Understand this cafe does belong to the artist so surely many people who come out of curiosity but Ivan admitted, the menu provided is very good. So this cafe does not just sell the name of its owner but it does feel number one.

Ivan took off his helmet and put it on his sports bike, then walked into the cafe. As expected, Dion was already there.

Dion immediately waved his hand when he saw Ivan enter. Ivan walked over to him, who was sitting alone at the bar table.

"Would you drink what Lo?"

"Gue drinks cola aja,"

"Not drinking this?" Dion showed her large glass glass that contained a yellow and frothy liquid.

"Tomorrow I have to teach, crazy Lo!" annoyed Ivan.

"Well, it's ordinary. What's it gonna do?"

"There's no such grout? as a student Lo High School student..no such a beautiful student, know me the same!" Dion patted his best friend's back.

"Lo pedophile yes! those guys are kids. I like kids too."

"Little boy? the High School boy is 17 years old, not a child anymore but a teenager. I'm not interested in that."

"No!" ivan replied quickly, although in fact Vin-vin's shadow had flashed a moment in his mind, but he hurriedly removed the thoughts far away.

Dion smiled, "it's good that Lo starts forgetting about Rina, bro. There's no harm in starting to open your heart. You've fulfilled Lo's promise to Rina. that's enough."

Ivan just bowed while looking at his half-living cola bottle.

Dion knows his best friend has not been able to forget his former lover, he knows how much Ivan love is indeed very big on his former lover. "Bro, life must go on! come on."

Ivan did not answer, he remained silent

"well, you know what?" Dion tried to divert the conversation that had made his best friend look moody, even though he himself provoked the chat.

"No."

"I'm telling you, I think there's a new employee here. I just saw. We have never seen him before. Really good again."

Ivan drank his cola while shaking his head listening to the babbling of his best friend.

"Lo, the goat on the bedakin' Lo said cute!"

"Anjir Lo, damn it! it's really Van! Well that! that's her chick!" Dion patted Ivan on the shoulder when he saw the beautiful maid he was talking about earlier.

"Yes! what a scene Lo! I can usually not!" Ivan was still reluctant to turn his head and look at the figure Dion was talking about.

"Crazy bro! even more beautiful up close! I think he's still in school, rich high school boy. Anjiir is so cute!"

"Lo pedophile candidates are like!" annoyed Ivan.

"Lo if you look also will be my rich splash! don't-don't model is a child, I want to be a cafe waiter."

Because he constantly heard Dion's ravings, Ivan became pious. He reluctantly turned to look at the beautiful maid who was troubled by his best friend.

"CK! what a big stir..." Ivan was instantly speechless when he saw the waiters Dion meant.

The waiters turned to look at Ivan and Dion. He was equally shocked. Then with a carefree smile he ran slowly towards the table of Ivan and Dion.

"Sir Ivan?" pekiknya happy.

"You work here?" Ivan asked as he looked at Vin-vin from top to bottom. He wasn't wearing a waiters uniform, but he was wearing an apron. Ivan was curious, a little curious.

Vin-vin replied, Suddenly a handsome middle-aged man approached.

"Vin, it's night. Yes home. Papi you've been calling Papah all the time, making papah dizzy."

"Yes Pah." with a slight frown, Vin-vin followed his Papa when he wanted to talk to Mr. Ivan, his worship teacher.

"That's Kevin the famous chef! that girl her son? that girl is Lo's student? is this really Van?!" Dion screeched in disbelief.

"Where do I know, you ask yourself the same person." Ivan drank the cola and got up from his seat.

"Where are you going, Lo?" ask Dion for wonder.

"Move yuk's place." Take her while walking to the cafe exit. He felt uncomfortable because this cafe turned out to belong to the parents of his students.