Sugar Teachers

return the Mind.

Dup-dup-dup-dup.

All the students and students could feel their hearts jerking. The great beats that are getting more and more terrible add to the existing nervousness. They sat quietly behind each other's desks. Everything was so tense without exception.

Jean in front of the class was no wonder. He was used to seeing the face of his students paled before or after a repetition. The usual faces look cheerful now so stiff like a soldier who was on the battlefield.

"Why is your face like that?" ask Jean. "Didn't I say today there will be a repeat? You should be able to prepare yourself in advance so that your grades are perfect."

Silent. No one spoke or voiced.

Jean, half annoyed, took down a few glasses and scanned the entire student. No doubt the gelagat further add to their nervousness.

"As always, those who are under seventy will have their remedies and remedies done tomorrow after school."

The students complain. They let out a long sigh while waiting for the result of the repetition already in Jean's hands ready to be shared.

"Of the thirty students who are here half are remedies," continued Jean who increasingly made them tense. He also began to share answer sheets that have been given a value.

"Fi, I'm so tense. Miss Jean Tumben is a killer today" whispered Aulia.

Fio glancing. He pinched his own hands which also felt stiff. There is no denying the nervousness of ambushing suddenly.

How not, this is the first time the girl fills out a repetition without cheating or the origin of the answer. In this English reiteration he exerted the ability to remember all the material Theo had taught and he was sure to have answered correctly.

However, there was a sudden distrust of the self that gave way and eliminated that courage. Fio shrieked as he watched one after another his classmates advance. Their expressions were obvious, some were relieved, but many were wryly sour as well. While he is, he still does not know.

"Gue's scared, Au. Aunt Daisy believes in me. So I learned desperately to prove to him that I can pinter too."

"Ck, tell me you want to show Mr. Kris that you deserve to be his wife" said Aulia who was replied by Fiona with ruckus.

His name was not long and his brother was called by Jean. Of course Jean's call removed Fio's smile. Fio rushed to the teacher's desk and received a copy.

"This is your repeat result," Jean said as he handed the paper.

"Thank you, Mom." Fiona answered slowly, then turned her heels towards the bench. The clock bell home from school is heard.

"How much did you get, Bang?" whispered Fio in step. The sour Lio wryly wryly looked on his face without hesitation showing value. It turned out to be the number fifty with a very large number.

"Lo how many?" reply Lio. "More or less there I am. We are twins. Usually his intelligence is fifty-fifty."

"Not so is the concept, Bang. That's not it."

"Yes already, open it. I want to see," replied Lio who did not want to be denied.

Instantly he was hysterical when he saw the number seventy-five arranged there. This was a miracle, all this time he could never finish English.

However, look now he was finished with just one try.

"Gue got seven five, Au. Seven five!" fiona's exclaims that made Jean shake her head.

Still wrapped in happiness Fiona approached the bench Theo. The guy seemed to be smiling with satisfaction when he saw the number one hundred on the paper and was a bit absent-minded when he saw Fiona already standing in front of him.

"Ngagetin. Why?" grit as usual.

"I just wanted to say thank you. Because of you I don't get English lessons," replied Fiona who still can't get rid of the smile. Mimic the face that somehow made Theo swallow, then looked away pretending to be busy arranging books.

"Where as a thank you I treat you."

Theo spontaneously looked up, as if searching for the truth on Fiona's face. For a second he clucked.

"I don't need it" he replied as he stood up and looked around. Class is a bit quiet. The other students had even left earlier. There are only a few who still pack books, just like him.

"I'm serious, Theo. I want to buy you. But you are the one who boos. I don't have a bike" Fiona continued.

"I don't need it, Fiona ...." Theo walked over again without heeding Fiona who continued to babble.

"Come on, this is just an ordinary deal. I'll buy you meatballs at my subscription place. I guarantee it will make you cry."

"I can't believe it. "

"Yes, then, come on!" Fio pulled Theo's hand and led him to the parking lot.

However, unexpectedly she runs into Kris. The idol stared at their wonder. Hurry up and reach for the phone and type a message for Kris.

[I just invited Theo to eat meatballs as a thank you. Because of him I'm not remedied] send.

[I don't have it]

Kris's stern reply did not dampen Fiona's smile. He who was already sitting piggybacking behind Theo re-typed the message.

[I'm just telling you not to be jealous. Because of what, because my heart only has a Father.]

Kris was holding a small smiling bag.

[Oiya, tomorrow don't forget, yes sir. We're on a second date and I'll be the location. So, Sir. You better get ready. I'll make you open your heart for me to enter. Just kidding]