SO TEACHER FOR THE WIFE-TO-BE

19. It's good to see you happy

As usual days, before leaving school Anila must spend time with both parents even though just breakfast together. Anila recalled Angga, the young man said his mother had always not had time to cook breakfast for him.

"Why bengong, son?" tanya Almira who saw Anila was silent with kale vegetables that had not fully entered her mouth.

Quickly Anila sipped the vegetable, the water contained there splashed on the face of Ardi who was beside her.

"That's not noodles, son. So just eat." Anila let out her horse's grin when the father said that. Anila quickly put the kale into her mouth.

"Oh, yes, Ma. Anila's taking supplies to school, okay?" anila.

Almira, who felt her daughter had never brought her breakfast, surprised her, "Kok tumben?"

Anila couldn't possibly say that it was for her best friend, right? Finally he replied, "Bosen is eating canteen food. All in order to let go of longing, because Anila noon did not eat Mama's cooking."

Almira smiled, "Uhh, next time Mama will come home quickly so she can cook lunch for Anila." After saying that, Almira's eyes looked sad, but she hid them with smiling lips.

"Mama ready first, huh?" Almira stood at the same time as the chair she was sitting on shifted backwards.

"Anila helpin, Ma." Anila stood up, followed the mother to the kitchen, and left Ardi alone who was still eating.

Ting

The sound from Anila's phone notification was heard. Ardi peeked at him to ascertain who was sending the message to his daughter.

Ardi was silent for a moment when he saw the name plastered on the screen of Anila's phone. The name 'Ela' contained a red emoji love after that name there. The voice mail sent by the contact. The name is female, but Ardi feels if it is male when playing the sound sent.

Voice mail

(Gue's on the street, otw lo house)

Male voice, not very clear voice. Ardi concluded that the young man was riding a motorcycle, because the wind sounded and the horn was simple to each other.

The contact sent back a voice message.

You don't have to dance. You are beautiful despite the polosan.

A little bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of noise from there. Ardi again heard the last voicemail sent.

Buruan lo, I'm waiting.

Ardi distanced himself when Anila and Almira had already returned from the kitchen. Anila immediately saw her phone. The girl let out a slight smile. It seemed to open the message from the contact earlier, Ardi thought.

"If you want the company completely, keep Anila away from her lover!"

"Wait!" prevent Ardi when Anila had carried her backpack and prepared to go to school.

"The father of your anterine school," said Ardi who was able to make Anila and Almira stunned.

"Dad's work?"

"Dad can leave after dropping you off at school."

Anila smiled, she was happy that Ardi was dropping her off at school. Because rarely does this man do it. The last time Ardi drove her was when Anila had a headache.

"If you're not late for gapapa's work."

"Anila's leaving, Ma." Anila kissed the back of Almira's hand as well as her cheek.

"Be careful, dear."

"I'll pick you up after dropping off our daughter." Almira's forehead was frowned upon by Ardi long enough. Before finally approaching Anila who was waiting for him.

Before that, Anila first contacted Angga so that there was no need to pick him up. Ardi will take her, even though late, at least he can tell his best friend.

^^^You :^^

^^^Lo do not need to pick me up, yes^^^

^^^Sorry^^

^^^Soalya I want nganterin, yuhuu^^^

Angga, who lived a few meters to the yard of Anila's house, immediately stopped his motor when he felt the phone he had stored in his pants pocket vibrate.

Angga read the message, and saw Anila enter the car after being opened the door by a man. Angga watched him until the car drove away from the yard of Anila's house. Angga smiled knotfully, until finally caught up.

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