SO TEACHER FOR THE WIFE-TO-BE

01. Wife Candidate

“Lemes that way, why lo?” Angga asked when Anila entered the class with a face not passionate.

The girl's lips pouted, then sat next to the seat of Angga—the best friend. “Gak ngereog lo?” asked Angga astonished when he saw his best friend was sleeping by using both hands as a support. Usually, Anila just came directly to invite Angga ghibah or rub it.

“Huaa, Ela. My dad doesn't need this kid anymore. I want to be thrown.” Finally the girl answered. His face was pitiful with monty lips and eyebrows almost fused together.

Angga breaking table, “Serious lo!?” The pumuda stared intensely at Anila's face. After that, he laughed loudly.

“Not wrong Om Ardi or Aunt Almira want to throw lo. Your attitude is like a demonic drop, hftttt,” he continued.

“Damn lo!”

“GUE TO BE FOOLED BY ANJIR!!!” pekiknik make the students in the class immediately look at the bench Anila and Angga. But back to their respective activities when the two teenagers were glaring at him.

Angga laughed again, “Yang really aja lo?” He looked at Anila's body from top to bottom. Then back to talking. “Emang anyone want the same model kayak lo this?”

Anila let out a crisp, expressionless laugh, only her lips became cynical and let out a hint of laughter. “Funny lo so?”

“Iya-iya seriously, hftttt.” Angga was tired of laughing, the young man held his stomach and seemed to want to urinate.

“Ganteng no?”

“Fathers,” Anila replied slowly. He did not meet the man who came to his house yesterday, but he could faintly see his face and also hear the conversation he had with his parents.

Meanwhile, Angga who heard Anila's reply, he desperately held back a laugh. However, Angga was aware if he could not do it.

“AHAHAHA, anu lo emang fit entered by the fathers!?” Angga wipes his tears that come out due to his laughter.

“For a long time I tipped nutmeg lo nih ya?”

“Ampun kanjeng queen.” Angga protected his head with both hands as Anila prepared to hit him with a book. However, Anila still hit her friend's head even though it was covered with hands.

“Morning all!” greet a man entering the XI class of IPS 3. All the students looked over, except for two teenagers who acted like Tom and Jerry.

Brakkk

The man closed the door with a little slamming it, so that the sound of disturbing the eardrum, but not as miserable as the trumpet.

Anila and Angga finally awakened and monoleh. They did not know the man standing at the door, because they had just met. However, they were able to deduce if he was fierce. Known from the look of his eyes that highlight staring sharply at the two. So as to be able to make the two berandal school was silent and silent for a moment.

The man looked towards the teacher bench that was in front. All that did not escape the attention of the students, especially the female students. The walk was very gallant, he was also firm, and most importantly handsome like Chindo.

“Include me a new math teacher to teach specifically in this class,” said the man by pressing the phrase 'in this class'.

“My name is Rafin Mavendra. Call as you please.”

The students took out their own stationery. Before Rafin wrote the material on the board. The man remembered something and turned back.

“Hey you guys on the back bench by the window!” Anila and Angga compact puffed their heads, because the so-called is their bench. Meanwhile, the other disciple turned towards the two teenagers. Wh why? Did those two guys make a mistake? They usually act like the lion of the school king. Now shrivel like a mouse that is confronted by a cat ready to pounce.

“Quick move!” Rafin. The two teenagers were so staring, not willing to be separated.

One of them nobody moves. Why should I move too? Other teachers don't bother about it.

Tok tok tok tok

Rafin taps the table with his pen, “Why stay still?”

“ANILA DAYITA! sit on this front bench.“ Rafin pointed to a bench inhabited by one student, while another was left by the owner was lying in the house.

Anila flinched, but wait .. why did the new teacher know her name? Complete anyway. Anila stood speechless by hugging her backpack, the girl even struggling with her thoughts.

“Do not waste time, quickly move!” Rafin again said that made the girl realize from her daydream. He walked to the front bench, the girl walked while looking back, to where Angga was. His lips moved in uttering a sentence, not audible but, Angga understood it.

“Bestiee.”

Very sad, Anila looked at him, as well as the lower lip that was more advanced than her upper lip.

During the lesson, Anila was just wailing when she saw the numbers that she did not understand at all to answer. He was talking to a math student. Meanwhile, Angga although naughty, he is smart about these subjects. So, Anila need not be afraid even stupid, because there are friends that she can cheat.

Now that they're separated, my new boyfriend Anila seems stingy too. Apparently, when working on the problem, Laudya closed the book with his hand, so that the answer was not hindered.

There was no other way, Anila looked back. The girl looked at Angga who was focused on working on the matter, writing smoothly no obstacles. Anila called out to him in a soft voice, but not a single bit Angga turned his head towards her, he just lowered his head and worked on the matter. Anila called him a little loudly, nil, still no answer.

Anila's voice was heard by Rafin who was writing his agenda book. He walked towards the bench of Anila who was still trying to call Angga. The girl finally threw the pen in her hand. On target, the pen hit the head of Angga made the empu rub his head and puffed.

In front, Anila raised her eyebrows. Angga forgot that Anila always cheated on him, now the girl must be in trouble. He was about to tear the paper to copy his answer. However, Rafin was now behind Anila and looked at Angga. The young man was afraid, then pretended not to see Anila and went back to work on the matter.

Rafin picks up the pen of Anila that fell near the bench of Angga. “Close to far, use this and immediately answer the questions.” Rafin put Anila's pen on the owner's desk. Anila was in disbelief, and now she realized that the man was like she had ever met.

***

“Where are you, Nile?” angga asked Anila who was settling down in the school corridor.

“Bolos,” for short. The girl walked to the back gate. Angga just stared at the girl's back hoping to come along, but he paused because yesterday someone reported it, and his parents scolded Angga.

“Finally! The tranquility? I'm coming. Crazy one! The new teacher was sneselin, just entered. Where there should be additional tasks for me, know can not fuss,” umpatnya. Anila got ready to climb up the gate. However, his body was dragged backward when he felt someone pulling his backpack.

“Eh, who is it?"

“My backpack broke up to buyin?” anila sulk. He doesn't know who is behind him.

“Lepasin, crazy. If you want to come, do not have to pull my backpack.“ The pull of that person being released, Anila was also a little rebellious. The girl almost staggered back as a result of her body leaning in. However, immediately the person behind pulled his waist making the girl now in his arms.

“You truant, hm? Wife candidate ...”