SO TEACHER FOR THE WIFE-TO-BE
21. Santet's?
Rahman—satpam High School Pelita Merdeka, was wandering around the school corridor to ensure that no students or students were still outside the classroom.
The corridor seemed to be quiet, it seemed to be safe. The students are already in their classes. The 39-year-old man was about to return to the gate. However, he saw Rafin—a new math teacher class XI IPS 3 did not stop scratching his hands and his face looks flushed.
"Sir Rafin? Are you okay?" ask Mr. Rahman kindly.
"I'm fine, get back to work!" Rafin said that while not stopping scratching. The man just passed by leaving Mr. Rahman staring at him full of question marks.
Meanwhile, Anila entered her class happily. No teacher has yet entered. Thankfully, it means he doesn't need to get punished first.
"Eh, whoa!" Angga sat so in the chair next to Anila. Laudya was not there, not likely to go to school, considering that the girl was a diligent student and not even late for school.
"Feel first, how late?" asked Angga who let his hands cross on the table.
The girl then replied, "My father met his college friend earlier, so chatted. Uh, actually a long time ago. Suddenly, the car broke down. Good thing it wasn't too far away, so I ended up running from there to school."
"What punishment did he get?"
"Hy backyard sweeper." Anila blather. Remembering the things that made him inexhaustible. Moreover, there was a shame when the leaves he had collected back flew. Just having to put the leaf in the trash can why doesn't he know?
Angga raised his index finger and said loudly, "Haa, I know."
"Lo must have been wailing about to fit in there?" Angga let out a little laugh, and resumed his sentence, "Gue knows lo anjir. At home you can only do good. Ngenes very lo, at home treated like a princess, at school even nyapu, hffttt ...."
"Biadab nii son. How can I meet someone like this? I swear, I want to kick it into the Indian Ocean." Anila. Angga flicked his finger in front of Anila's face, and the girl regained consciousness.
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Grauk ....
Rafin was tormented, his hands and face why it was so itchy coupled with pain as well. Even now the itch was starting to creep all over his body.
"What's wrong with my hand?" Rafin was hysterical when he saw his hands were so red, there were also spots there.
"Do I have to be sober?" dugup. Rafin has never experienced this before. Hearing the news from television that someone told me that witchcraft is so painful for the body. What this? He did not even know if the news was true or just nonsense.
Rafin took a package book from the library closet, to fan his skin that began to feel hot. The library is Rafin's favorite place in Merdeka Pelita High School. The place was so quiet, making a calm for him. Meanwhile, in the teacher room it would definitely be very noisy when the Master Teachers had started to gather and gossip.
Rafin could not stand it, his body felt hot due to the spots. Even though the AC there has been turned on at the coldest. The fan from the package book is not working at all.
"Who dares to pick me up? I will not forgive him.
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Anila only scratched the bend that did not itch, but he was already converted, but the father who even made it back to the cult accidentally. Looks like the jinn truant Anila still misses the girl, and sends a delivery through Ardi.
"As a punishment from Mom, put these books into the library" Ms Warni continued, propping up a pile of physics books on the teacher's desk.
"Okay, Mr. Wawan is having business today. The second lesson is empty. Hope you guys don't make a fuss."
"Yes, Mom!" The students answered in unison. Their faces were flat like they didn't care at all. However ....
"Please don't forget this book, okay?"
"Yeee .. finally jamkos." The disciples cheered happily after the departure of Ms. Warni.
Different from Anila. The girl had to put the package book into the library first. His time was wasted a few minutes because of that.
"Hhhh ...." Anila breathed slowly. The book he brought was so heavy because there were dozens, and very thick. Then, no one helped him at all.
"Excuse me!" Anila opened the library door. Wander around for a while before finally discovering where the physics book should be put. Now he can go back to class.
"Akhc ...." Anila shouted, surprised when she saw a bare-chested man sitting on a chair not far from Anila.
The man jumped, then returned to wearing his clothes. It's nothing, it's just that he's so hot because of the witchcraft he thinks.
Anila was more surprised when she saw who the real man was in the library was. Rafin, that man is Rafin. I don't know what he's doing up there with his bare chest.
"Sorry, Sir. I just returned the package book. Excuse me!" The girl was leaving the room. Rafin who is bare-chested, why is he the one who is ashamed? He doesn't want to see her again, really.
"Wait!" Mucus! Now what? Anila's mind wandered everywhere. The girl hesitated to turn her body.
However, he finally turned around as well, not wanting to see things just now. The girl closed her eyes, "Why, sir?"
"Do you know of a cure for witchcraft?"
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I'm waiting for this story to continue, right? Umm .. sure anyway. Let's not wait, mending read first my friend's work, guaranteed exciting bingit. I don't want to stop reading
