Sugar Teachers

Four eyes

Unbeknownst to Theo, Kris leaves with Fiona. They're piggybacking. It is not the main interest of Fiona when she can hug Kris from behind and breathe the fragrance of the man's perfume.

Behind Kris he continued to smile and did not care if he considered other riders crazy. Because he also knew he was crazy. Crazy for love.

Kris, who was in front, occasionally glanced at Fiona, seeing how happy the teenager's face was, something made her question her decision. Right now, he was setting his heart on saying everything to Fiona. Tell Fiona to stop playing around. He has no time and no interest in playing with Fiona.

Go to a nearby cafe. Kris walks ahead and Fiona follows. They sat around a round table and an employee approached.

"What agent?" ask Kris.

Fiona who stared just blinked, without touching the menu book, she immediately said, "I pesen avocado juice. And make this Mas please make black coffee without sugar. Because for him I'm already pretty sweet in his life. So don't give artificial sweeteners."

Kris' eyebrows and the resto employees frowned simultaneously, then looked at each other. The employee stared in surprise while Kris held back the embarrassment.

"How, Mas?" ask the employee and Kris has no energy to explain. He approves of the bitter coffee that Fiona ordered specifically for him.

After the departure of the employees, Kris looked around, a bit quiet and he thought now was the right time to have a serious talk with Fiona.

"Fiona, please listen to me" Kris said in a serious tone.

Damn hearing that it's getting a big beating Fiona's heart. Seeing Kris at close range and hearing the man speak so stressed out somehow seemed authoritative, and it made her fall even more in love.

"Don't listen, do whatever I want. Just don't ask to break up. I heard about that. Your conversation was with Theo. Do you hate it so much that I have to ask someone else for help?" fiona replied, she blinked. Kris who heard that froze.

Fiona must be hurt. How thought.

However, Kris quickly disposed of the pity that had made him doubt for a few seconds. Now the goal is only one, which is to stop Fiona's madness.

"I heard everything. Mas Kris had nothing to do with aunt girang earlier. So, please don't do that again, Mom. For once I'm sorry, don't take it a second time. I'm really gonna be mad."

No doubt the last sentence made Kris exhale heavily. He leaned over and then linked the whole finger. "Fiona, please listen to me."

Fiona nodded, her smile still visible.

"Can you stop this?" kris continued, the more emphasis.

Of course Fiona was firmly shaking. "Would Kris stop eating? Can't do it, can you? Just like me, I can't stop eating or like you. So what can I do besides effort?"

"Fiona, I don't have a taste for you. Do you understand?" kris continued. A little tough this time. He now realized that Theo's words were true. Fiona bebal's.

"Taste can be cultivated, really. What matters is that you open your heart."

Chris is out of words. The hand was clenched before finally the presence of the servant made him relax, then lean.

"Good to enjoy" said the waiter. After that, leave them.

In silence she and Fiona stared. Kris is still looking for ways and putting words together to make Fiona understand, if she doesn't like it.

"Why? Just realized I'm pretty?" fiona suddenly added, she even blinked again.

No doubt the babble made Kris snort, after that sipping bitter coffee, automatically his expression changed drastically and the moment was soon captured by Fiona.

"Fio, did you take my picture?" nagel Kris.

"Memories, Mas," he replied with a whimper, after which he went back to taking pictures.

"Flame!"

Instead of fearing Fiona was instead chuckling happily. He kept his phone in his pocket and stared fixedly at Kris who was grumbling with a wry face.

"Mas Kris's.

"Stop calling me Mas!" nagel Kris. His patience is starting to wear off. But again Fiona's reply was just a faint smile.

"Sir Kris. I am still young. I don't talk about anything about relationships either. But believe me I'm sincere" the girl said without blinking. Because he is sincere.

"You're young, don't be rash."

Kris let out a long breath. "What do you like about me?"

"Don't know. I like that. And can't control yourself" said Fiona then sip her avocado juice. "So, Father, what don't you like about me?"

"Everyone," Kris replied without thinking.

Fiona who had prepared herself and heart could only smile, but looked rather bitter this time. Although it has thickened the heart and ears, but still she is a woman who feels. There was a deep pain when I heard Kris' words and it was very stabbing. Squeezing chest.

"Sir. As teachers, don't you always teach honesty to students? This time I want you to be honest. What makes you heavy to accept me? Surely other than the reason his mother Theo. About that I can't mean you to forget him. But at least try to see what's ahead of this" said Fiona but still ignored Kris.

"Is my physique less attractive?" continue the girl again.

Kris remained silent. If you think Fiona is a real woman. Although the body is not too high but he has clean skin, ripe lips and long hair. There are no gaps at all, the physical is perfect. If taken anywhere, of course, do not smear the face. Fiona is young and fresh, who is not interested?

When he saw Fiona's lips, Kris spontaneously gulped. He remembered the incident just one second ago. Then he cleared his throat and threw away his face.

"Nothing, is it? I met the standard of being a wife."

"I don't like you" said Kris. He's sinking. Intentionally showing displeasure.

"I told you, sir. Like it can be nurtured," replied Fiona.

"You're too young."

"Sir Kris. We're eleven years apart. No problem, really. A couple of artists there is a difference of more than 14 years. They are lasting, really. I have a lot of kids."

"Yes, that's Fiona. You're still in school."

Fiona shakes. "I'm not asking to get married now. I just ask you to open your heart and respond to my feelings. My PR part as a prospective wife seems to still be a lot," Fiona replied again. Of course this refers to Theo. Theo, though not Kris's real son, is still a shitty guy that's part of Kris's life. That's why he will also struggle to get the blessing of the guy.

"Can't, I don't have time to mess with you" Kris said.

"But I'm serious. I'm sincere. I'm not kidding."

Kris turned back to face. I'm a little sorry he asked Fiona to talk.

"Sir Kris, now that I want his name, why aren't you married yet?" continued Fiona. Although the heart aches he still tries not to be provoked emotions.

"I still love my ex-wife" said Kris.

Fiona smiled bitterly. "Well, same as me. I still love the Father and can not if asked to lupain Mr. that. I don't think I'll be able to calm down if this continues. So please let me fight."

Kris' eyes glared, not expecting Fiona to twist the facts.

"The father who hasn't been able to move on in years let alone me. Please give me time to fight. If in that period there is still no sense, then I myself will retreat. How's it?"

Kris was silent her eyes narrowed sharply.

"Three months. Give me three months. I can make you fall in love with me" suggested Fiona confidently.

Kris did not answer. She cengo Fiona offered herself like that.

"Two months, how?" fiona again.

Kris remained silent. Still thinking. Whether to agree or refuse.

"Okay, one month. Four times a date. How's it? It took me at least a month to try. Trying to get at once trying to let go. How, Sir?"

Chris did not answer. His eyes looked at Fiona's expression. Although it looks often whiny still Kris feels there is something different at this time. Fiona's aura was very different.

Silent, the two looked at each other and locked each other. They are in each other's minds.

"alright. Only four dates. After that please end your squeeze on me."