Sugar Teachers

Reception.

The magnificent hotel has been conjured up in such a way. Kris and Fiona are kings and queens there. All gave their blessing, both teachers and friends. No one expected that Kris would eventually marry Fiona. Even some teachers interrogated Kris unmitigated. Especially Sri, the BP teacher who always rose tension when facing Fiona.

"Sir Kris. This seriously makes Fiona the wife? Don't you want to rethink?" sri said as she shook Kris' hand. Jean who accompanied only the head bobbles and held Daisy who began to clench her hands because she did not accept her nephew to be insulted.

"Why should I think again, Mom? If there is something better, why wait for someone else. If the young leaves are suitable what is the old look for?" reply Fiona fierce. Currently she was wearing a long white wedding dress. Looks graceful like a Barbie pious for wearing a hijab. It's just that when he spoke and his eyes were shot it showed the reverse attitude of the word piousha.

"Yes, your behavior is so. Yes, it was Mr. Kris. Later puyeng ngadepin you. reply Sri pitched joking but actually serious.

"It is impossible to be a puyeng. If the puyeng already has a cure." Fiona smiled sweetly as Kris looked at her.

"Some, Miss Sri." Fiona flinched affectionately on Kris' burly arm. "What I look like is hard. Not like. Even gemesin, isn't it, Yang?" fiona continued, winking flirtatiously at Kris.

Of course Kris was breeding, she blushed flowering because Fiona was spoiled so. Usually boro-boro hold hands, staring a bit long there is a sound of Daisy's dehumanization that almost always interrupts. The woman was always there to accompany them.

"Yes already, deh. May it last." Sri melengos went and Jean followed. In fact, she was a bit jealous of Fiona being married, with someone who was already well established and mature. Of himself ....

After the departure of Sri and Jean Kris also leaned to Fiona. "You can repeat that word again" he whispered.

"Which word, sir?"

"Call me dear."

Fiona auto glared, but afterwards met red. She pinched Kris's waist until her husband complained a little.

"Why, Kris?" scold Daisy.

"Ah, no problem, Tan. He just fell" said Fiona.

Of course the answer was for both parents Kris and Daisy and Aris to look at each other.

"You're a freak. Obviously your husband is standing firm. Where there's a fall." Daisy's starting to sewot.

"Ih, Auntie is mistrusted." Fiona flinched on Kris's arm. "Sir, you fell down."

Kris was just dumbfounded, confused. "When did I fall?"

"Yes, you fell. Falling in love in my charm. The evidence of addiction is called darling. Eak eak cieee .. blushed."

Kris just kept glaring. Fiona chuckles happily at her husband. The atmosphere was a bit frenzied to make the guests sitting in the chair guess what they discussed.

"Ehm, I think it's really nice to have this newlywed," said someone from the side.

"Nando?" Kris straightened his body. Behind Nando she sees Alin, the husband and friend of another alumni.

"Congratulations, yes. Finally got married, too" continued Nando. She cheers on Chris and Fiona. And so did other friends.

"Sure, God's secret soul mate. I'm just doing what needs to be done."

"Yes nothing, dong, Om. The young leaves are delicious. Only special people can get young leaves. Isn't that right, Yang?" timpal Fiona is back on Kris's arm. "Even though my teacher's old age is fascinating. He's the sweetest, smartest and coolest teacher. And most importantly, he is loyal. Not like any other adult I know. Cheap, likes to go to the heart of women here and there is not clear. The ends are not marriage."

Nando growled small. Wanted him to plug Fiona's mouth with tissue. Actually he was offended because he was not married and did have some women.

And Kris felt proud. He's got a wife like Fiona who doesn't think long of keeping his pride. Suddenly the fire was fiery.

"Yes. It's luck. Are you not envious? You're a better handsome, rich and smart. Not married yet either. I have been married twice. You when? Don't slow down, yeah. I want our children to be friends in the future."

Finding that subtle innuendo irritates Nando. He went ahead of the other friends who were actually also holding back laughter.

After the others greet each other now Alin and the husband who gave them congratulations.

"You guys are finally getting married." Alin cipika-cipiki to Fiona.

"I-iya, Brother. Thanks, yeah."

"I didn't do anything. I just give encouragement to this guy. Flabby." Alin glanced here Kris who was shaking hands with her husband.

"I'm not soft" said Kris.

"Soft. The evidence takes years to be able to reply Nando. Should have let him not be big head. Surprisingly, the tea is maintained. Mending pet tutul. Cepet rich. Or ba biii ngeepet all of you."

"I'm just lazy to argue. Don't want to find enemies" Kris said.

"Well, not really this" Fiona said. "It shouldn't be a concept of life, sir. Let a quiet life repay the kindness of those around him. Good people, good reply. If come the nyinyir, unclear, envious, spiteful and all kinds of gangs, brush it out. Babat is complete so as not to live again. Too good that's not good either."

"Eciee sir teacher in guruin wife. Horrified it, Chris." Alin was silent and Kris was silent. Dead said ganged two women.

***

After event.

Kris and Fiona enter the bridal room that has been conjured in such a way. The fragrant room and the roses laid out here and there awaken Kris' wild fantasy. She looked at Fiona who had stripped off her hijab and dress. At the moment his wife is only wearing cufflinks and leggings. Of course the dense curves of the body contain it for Kris to swallow.

"Sir, I took a shower first, yes."

Kris responded with a calm, then saw the back of Fiona who finally lost in the shower door.

And without anyone expecting it, Kris has another side. He pranced with excitement while salto several times. He finally gets to marry Fiona. The girl who has always been a dream woman. Now the girl had been halal for him to touch.

But Fiona who forgot her face cleanser of course turned around and was surprised to see Kris who jiggled with excitement.

"Sir, you trance reog?"