Oh My Teacher's

Oh My Teacher's
But bo'ong.



Before returning home, Vin-vin drops into the toilet to sweep a thin powder on his face.


He had an appointment to meet Mr. Ivan the idol, so he had to get a little dressed up.


Somehow Vin-vin felt he had to dress up, but he never did. Maybe it was all because of Rissa. Because Rissa always appear full make up and she looks very flawless and beautiful, very inversely proportional to the face of Vin-vin is very plain without makeup.


"Do I also wear eyeliner so that my eyes get bigger? tomorrow when shopping with Mama I have to ask for makeup equipment, so I can be more beautiful." muttered Vin-vin while staring at the reflection of his face in the mirror.


"Hadeehh... who said that he wanted to wear makeup to be more beautiful? You hurt my heart and the other girls' students know?!" suddenly a female student appears and approaches Vin-vin who is engrossed in a mirror.


"Hi Mel, how come you're not home yet?" greet Vin-vin to his classmate.


"Do you have eyeliner and mascara?" he continued while remaining focused on seeing the reflection of his face in the mirror.


"Vin-vin.. why do you wear make up?! without make up, all the boys in this school have been klepek-klepek really," he continued.


"I don't want all those guys, I just want one guy who's clingy..." Vin-vin smiled as he stuck out his tongue.


Melsa looked maniacal as she approached Vin-vin, she took out a pouch from inside her bag.


"Cowok that you assess must be blind! beautiful girl like this is not klepek-clepek," he said while removing eyeliner and mascara from the pouch earlier.


Vin-vin smiled as he accepted, "How do you wear it anyway?"


"Dadeuh!" Melsa patted her eel.


"Here, I'm going!" Melsa approaches Vin-vin and begins to focus on painting Vin-vin's eye line with her eyeliner, after which she clamps Vin-vin's eyelashes and then wears mascara.


Vin-vin eyelashes that are already thick and long are even more charming because of the mascara.


Melsa stared proudly at his work, "I'm gaunty, wearing eyeshadow same blush at all yes," without waiting for an answer from the owner of the face, Melsa immediately in action.


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"Vin-vin where the hell is it?" ivan grumbled as he stared at the circular watch in his hand.


Usually before he comes, Vin-vin must have been in the cafe courtyard, but this time he has not appeared even though Ivan had arrived more than ten minutes ago.


Ivan picks up his phone and tries to call Vin-vin back, he just chatted but has not read at all so now he decides to just call.


"Hello? Vin? where are you?" ivan said when his phone call was picked up.


"Yes sir, sorry, it's me going to the cafe. Wait, just a moment again..." Vin-vin seemed to be in a hurry, evident from his voice.


"Where are you now? let me just pick it up," Ivan picked up his motorbike contact from his pants pocket while walking towards the parked motorcycle not far from where he stood.


"I'm close, this has reached the crossroad.well this has arrived.." said Vin-vin while talking.


He was now standing right in front of Ivan and they were looking at him for quite a while.


Ivan was silent looking at Vin-vin's face that looked unusual.


"Sir?"


"Sir!"


"Why the hell?" vin-vin asked while holding a smile.


"Sir Ivan was fascinated? I'm pretty, right?" Vin-vin smiles again while blinking his eyes a few times


Ivan approaches Vin-vin, his right hand protruding and landing slowly on Vin-vin's smooth cheek that is slightly peach-colored.


Vin-vin smiled wider, it seems that the makeup he used managed to hypnotize Mr. Ivan and make him stunned.


"Plock," Ivan pats Vin-vin on the cheek slowly several times.


"What the hell Sir!" Vin-vin pats Ivan's hand, who will stop at nothing to pat him on the cheek.


"Wash your face! throw away all the makeup that sticks to your face! ugly knows! ondel-ondel kayak!" chirped Ivan.


"What hell! pretty gini! Ivan doesn't know how long I've been dressing up! where do eyes hurt by eyeliner anyway! so bad, don't appreciate my efforts!" Vin-vin pouted while folding his hands on his chest.


"Eat him I said, just delete it! you don't have to wear makeup just to get my attention, I don't need it."


Seeing Vin-vin increasingly frown, Ivan continued his words, "You are beautiful as Vin is, do not need to wear all makeup, there is a natural beauty you lost."


Vin-vin looks at Ivan with a puppy-eye look.


"But bo'ong.." continued Ivan while chuckling.


"Sir Ivan!!!" Vin-vin instantly exasperates and blows his fist at the chest of Ivan's field.


"I'm going home! don't want to go with Ivan!" annoyed, Vin-vin turns around and walks away from Ivan. But Ivan quickly pulls Vin-vin's hand and hugs him.


"Sorry baby, just kidding. You are beautiful, but I don't like your makeup. It does not fit your cute face in the make up menor. I don't like it" said Ivan Lirih.


"Totally? I'm pretty without make up?" vin-vin.


"Hundred percent! no need to make up that, so just remove it."


Vin-vin took off Ivan's arm that was coiled around his shoulder, "I go to the toilet first." he said as he passed leaving Ivan.


Ivan smiled as he looked at Vin-vin who was walking away. It was almost like his heart stopped beating when he saw the beautiful face of Vin-vin just now.


Sighing, Ivan stroked his chest that was still pounding.


"Can my khilaf if you see Vin-vin wearing makeup again, danger.." he murmured.


After waiting for about five minutes, Vin-vin finally appears with a fresh face without makeup. He smiled cheerfully as he ran closer towards his handsome girlfriend.


"Vin. vin.. see you smile at my heart running a marathon, let alone wearing make up! you brat!" muttered Ivan.


"Sir Ivan said what?" ask Vin-vin while wearing the helmet couple bought a while ago.


"No.. I didn't say anything," Ivan tried to cover up his nervousness, "let's ride," he asked while riding his green motorcycle.


"Where are we going?" Vin-vin complies and is already sitting pretty in the backseat.


"Date dong" replied Ivan while gasping, making Vin-vin gasped in shock and spontaneously embraced the stomach of his handsome teacher.