PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

26 Dream wife candidates

Orion

I went back to school on Monday. And according to the wishes of the Star, I will put my feelings aside. For the sake of concentrating on my exams and graduation.

Until the moment the car got into the parking lot, I left immediately. Because seeing his face was the same as cultivating this feeling.

I headed for the field after the bell rang because the flag ceremony was about to start.

Ethan as the class leader arranged our ranks. I picked the row behind with Nath.

"Yes, it's getting pretty."

"I'm also pangling loh."

"Same. I thought it was a new teacher."

"Gossip keeps on like a mother-and-mom gathering for vegetables." I said to some of my friends who were still talking.

I don't know who they told me about. But it sounds serious. They also called a new teacher.

"It's a custom to dong Kang vegetables." Say one of them.

I put my hair in my fingers. "Gini handsome vegetable kang. Mothers on asking me to make me a ghost."

They sneered. What care. It's handsome.

Ceremony begins. And I rubbed my eyes many times when I saw the line of teachers.

"Nath's new teacher?" I stabbed her shoulder with my index finger. Nath lines in front of me.

Nath looked at me. "That's the fourth row, near Alya's mom." I pointed at the female teacher. "The hijab of Nath." Very far from where I was standing, so that his face was not clearly visible.

Nath looked at me and smiled slanted. "Why? Love?" said cynical.

I pushed his head with my face. "Love is also choosy on Nath!"

I kept quiet when some people even looked at me and Nath. Never seen what handsome guy?

After the ceremony, we went straight to class. It usually takes five minutes for the teacher to arrive at our class. And that golden opportunity was put to good use by Ethan to copy my math assignment.

"Mulu's date." Sindirku's sitting on Ethan's desk. "Until you forget PR."

Since his relationship with Marisa, Ethan has rarely joined. Especially at night. Where not. Maybe they're busy in the corner. Looking for a dark place to just steal, ah my brain back traveling.

Great attempt to get rid of this dirty mind. Maybe you should start from positive activities such as praying and teaching. Because my prayers are only Fajr and Magrib and Isha'. That's because they're at home.

"Good morning, kids." Angel's voice. Firakfirullah, Rion!

I jump in and sit behind Ethan.

"Good morning, Mom." Sahut us all.

Haaah! Who her?

"It's so pretty, Mom." Said Marisa sitting right in front of the teacher's desk.

"Thank you Marisa. I don't have any candy to pay your compliments, you know." Candanya.

"Just give me a perfect score on the exam later, ma'am." Marisa smile.

"You got it, Marisa!"

*You've got Marisa.

Marisa laughs.

"Bintang Mom made a scene at school this morning." Said Jihan.

The woman in white was smiling broadly. Oh, I'm melting.

I was looking at him with my chin up. If there is a more comfortable position I will do for the sake of seeing him smile like that.

She is beautiful, Marisa said. She's always been beautiful.

"The ideal wife, ma'am." Naza.

"Mu Star package is complete." Reciprocity.

"If in the novel mah fits in the same match as the CEO or president." Say Jihan again.

No. Jihan, she belongs to a handsome student named Orion. My inner.

"The title of the novel is Beautiful Teacher, I'm the CEO of Tajir, Nikah Yuk."

Some students laughed. "Can't it be abbreviated as Han?" Her speech.

"For example, the wedding!"

Comeing! Comeing! I want!!!!

If it were directed at me.

Nath who sat next to Ethan threw my face with the paper that he squeezed until it coagulated.

"Please have eyes?" tanyanya growling.

"Still be." Reply quickly.

"Eat it in the guard." Say again.

"My eyes are." Answer me with a slanted smile.

"If so, the object I'm about to create disappears from your sight." Threatened him.

"My threat that night still stands."

Don't call me Nath, if I can't take Brother Bi away from your life. That threat.

"Yes. yeah..." I said a little upset.

****

Star

After I finished teaching, I drove my car home. I was amazed to see a big blue box on the porch.

I got out of the car and approached the box.

A bomb?

I shook my head, where the bomb might be placed in front of the house like this.

I turned around the box, saw the other side. Nothing is suspicious.

"Open dong, I've seen doang." Zoya's voice from inside the house surprised me.

Nair and Nath were there too. There's papa and mama too.

"Open?" They nodded.

I'm trying to find a loophole. Where did I start opening.

"Pull the ribbon Bi." Zoya was caught looking at me who was just circling around.

I pulled the big ribbon knot.

Freeett... In one pull, the side of the box opens and falls towards the side.

A Sc***py-white matic motor was in front of me.

"Th-this..."

"For you, Bi." Zoya Sahut. "We had a swimming race yesterday."

I ran to hug Zoya. "Thaaaaaaannkk youuuu so much." I kissed her cheek.

I also hugged my mom and dad.

"Full you paid the donk?" ask me a minute later.

"Yes that. I'm sure I'll make a joint venture!" He said a little annoyed.

"Sister, swimming race, yuk." Take Nath to Zoya.

Zoya smiled obliquely. "Your motor is still good Nath."

Nath mode asks for a new motor. Ck. ck..

"Hehehe... Change the paint brother. It's good if there's a modalin." Answer Nath.

"Entar brother bought wall paint." Zoya's answer makes Nath thinning his lips.

"Tau ah's. Brother Zoy is not cool." Nath and Nair went straight into her room.

I also went into the room.

At four in the afternoon I went downstairs with a long skirt, t-shirt and an instant hijab. I'm gonna start getting used to it now.

I remembered the words of Mother Una. Closing the aurat is mandatory, even if one cannot fully control the oral. Even though the prayers are still in vain.

And now I realize that what you said was true.

Zoya sat in the living room. He did not want to go hijab.

"Zoy, test drive yuk!" Take me while showing me the key to the new bike I'm holding.

Zoya looked at me. Mataya.

"Where?"

"Come, come along."

We left after saying goodbye to Mom.

"Bi, don't be so tight with the bike. My hair is broken." Zoya held onto her hair that was not covered by a helmet.

"It turns out that wearing a nice hijab loh Zoy, no need to worry about tangled hair, dust, what else hit the sun." I said as soon as we reached the ranks of the shophouse.

One shop with the words Bintang Lintang Shop. And in the other shophouse it says Auzora Boutique.

I decided to go to the boutique. "Good afternoon, dear Star, mother Zoya." Greet one of the officers.

"The floor is San," I asked the clerk named Susan.

"There's mbak. But-"

"We go upstairs to San." I cut the girl's words.

Zoya and I went straight into the room on the second floor.

A czech! Door opens.

"Astagfurullah....!!!" Zoya and I closed our eyes. Because the sky is kissing aunt Rara's lips. By holding her in the chair.

"If you bawdy look at the donk place, om! Our holy eyes are tarnished, nih." Zoya Jerit.

"Heheheh. I'm done with this." The sky with a laugh.

Zoya and I put our hands down. Seemed Om Langit was staring at us.

Zoya and I walked in and sat in a chair in front of Aunt Rara's desk.

"Who is home less!" My insinuation.

"Udah, Bi."

"Om you guys are a bit of a sableng." Aunt Rara.

"From a moment, tantee! You know!" I'm upset.

"Lagian want to nga-nu instead of at home even in the office." Zoya Syndir.

"Boro-boro nga-nu Zoy, the opening menu is not finished yet." grumbled om Langit who sat on the sofa.

"What do you need, Bi, Zoy." Ask the hijab woman.

"Wait on! Bi, since when do you wear a hijab like this?" Aunt Rara's face looked cheerful.

"Just this morning aunt."

"This is also asking for help, tan. Dress to teach. A bit formal yeah, tan." My love.

The School of Light Nation does not specify a special model or uniform for teaching except sportswear.

It's just that the motif must be batik with different colors every day.

"Can,"

"The fabric tomorrow or the day after Bi send ya tan. It measures the same look for the design is okay tan."

Aunt Rara shakes. "No problem Bi."

"Where's Bi buying?" ask Zoya.

"The fabric is directly from Java Zoy, Om Ray's college friend has what ya..." I'm thinking a little.

"Ehm, a kind of batik house that empowers housewives in his area, Zoy. So all the cloth teacher's uniforms were obtained from there." My next.

"Well, Ray is the totality of Bi."

"Eating voucher, at R cafe. The teacher's uniform, from home batik his best friend." Zoya.

I'm nodding.

"Let's go measure up." Bring aunt Rara.

I'm nodding.

***

If there's a term kill without touching,

This Rion is Mencumb* without touching. 😅 [How to Thor]

😂 [Tau tuh, asked Rion how to do]

Rion was also trying, Loving without saying hello.

[The pain of your life, Yon!] 😅

Please leave a trace of brother. 😂