Teacher's Love Formulas

CHAPTER 21

That afternoon, Fara and Aslan arrive at her home after picking up her father at the hospital.

"Dad, don't get sick anymore." Fara was still struggling spoiled in the arm of Mr. Ridwan who was laying down in the room at night.

"Yes Fara. How do you live in Aslan's house? You do not be reckless, you must obey what the husband says," said Mr. Ridwan.

Immediately Fara removed his hand from his father's arm. "Dad, Fara just stayed here."

"Fara, you have to go with your husband. If you stay here it's okay but it's the same Aslan."

Fara snorted small. But he could no longer go against his father's words he was afraid his father's illness would recur. Because from the explanation of the Doctor as much as possible his father should be in a calm and pleasant condition.

"Yes Fara has been staying here tonight, you have finished Fara's books" said Fara.

"Yes. Take Aslan to your room let her rest. I'm going to rest too."

Fara pecked for a moment. The decision to stay at his house was clearly wrong as he could not possibly separate the rooms with Aslan.

Duh, how about.

Fara bit her lower lip as she walked out of her father's room.

He now looked at Aslan who was staring at his phone screen in the living room.

"Far, are we going home now?" asked Aslan who made Fara's steps stop.

Fara thought Aslan had not seen it but it turned out that the eyes of both Aslan were so sharp.

"I want to stay here" said Fara.

Aslan stood up and walked over to Fara. "stay? That means I'm sleeping here, too, in your room?"

Fara stared intently at Aslan. "Don't try to get a chance!"

Aslan gave a small smile but that smile was like a grin in Fara's eyes.

Fara stepped up the stairs, as well as Aslan. He followed Fara all the way to her room.

"Sir Aslan don't sleep as long as I am" said Fara. He is now sitting at his study table checking out the lessons for tomorrow.

While Aslan now circulated his gaze to all corners of Fara's room. There was no sofa, only rasfur carpet below. Does he have to sleep under the carpet?p

"So I slept under this?"

"Well, just don't sleep in bed."

One thing caught his attention. Several award charters, trophies, and there are medals also in the corner of the room. Aslan walked over and observed those things.

"Don't touch!"

Not even Aslan touched him Fara had banned him. He could only stare in admiration, it seemed that Fara was superior to him in the field of mathematics. He also won several times in the math Olympics but not as much as Fara.

"Well, you have ambitions to study abroad."

"And it was all ruined because of Mr. Aslan." After putting her books in her bag, she stood up and took her sports uniform because tomorrow there was a sports lesson.

"Kok being me?"

"Well, because of this matchmaking I can't go to college abroad." Fara snorted in annoyance while putting her sports uniform into the bag.

"There are many good campuses. The success of a person is not affected from his campus but oneself."

Fara just sneered. "Yes, Mr. Teacher." then he threw himself on the bed after throwing pillows and blankets down.

"The fate of a husband sleeps downstairs." Aslan rolled out his blanket and straightened his pillow.

Aslan was still speechless while looking at Fara. His ears are hearing wrong. Did Fara really allow her to sleep in bed?

"The opportunity is only once."

Aslan quickly climbed into the bed with her pillow and blanket.

"Remember, can't touch." Fara gave a bolster barrier in their middle. "Can't get past this barrier."

"Yes." answered Aslan briefly rather than Fara getting more and more nagging.

At first Fara turned her back on Aslan. He covered his body with a blanket and began to close his eyes.

Aslan was sleeping facing Fara. Just looking at his back made him unable to sleep. Moreover, the milk-white neck was exposed perfectly because of the hair of Fara who was dyed upwards.

Fara is a beauty she cannot touch.

How am I supposed to sleep tonight?

Fara's breathing was already sounding regular it was a sign that she had fallen asleep soundly. Moments later Fara twisted her body, she was now on her back with her head slightly tilted.

Aslan raised his head and approached to stare at Fara's slick face. No sin would look at his own wife, even touching was already memorized.

Kiss no papa, same wife alone.

Aslan was getting closer to himself. He kissed Fara's soft forehead. It was very slow but still it woke Fara.

"Sir Aslan!" instantly Fara pushed Aslan hard. Until Aslan's body staggered backwards. "I told you, don't touch! Especially kiss!" Fara rubbed her forehead a few times.

"I'm your husband, I want to do anything. Moreover, just kiss the brow of good-night."

Fara stared intently at Aslan. "For me, this marriage is still just pretending. Can't touch anything. Mr. Aslan sleeps downstairs!" tell Fara

Aslan did not move, he just stared at Fara.

Fara grunted annoyedly. She was afraid that Aslan would do more than that, nor could she possibly sleep outside or in her brother's room, fearing that his father would be suspicious. Finally he took his pillow and blanket and slept under a raspberry.

"Fara, you go back to sleeping on top!"

Fara did not obey Aslan's words. He tilted his body and went back to sleep.

Aslan let out a long breath.

Left alone or carried?

"Don't go upstairs." Fara seemed to be able to read Aslan's mind. "Sir Aslan sleeps in bed, Mr. Aslan is a guest here. The guest is king."

Yes already. Rather than fuss again, it was better for Aslan to sleep alone. He threw himself on Fara's bed. Until the night finally passed.

"Oh, I'm a big pegel." Fara stretched to stretch her back muscles that felt sore. Slowly he sat down while massaging his painful shoulder.

His eyes were now fixed on the figure that was glazed. Fara scrunched her forehead. Aslan was neat with cocoa clothes and scabbard, a fragrant aroma also emanated from his body.

Although he noticed, he did not ask. Fara folded the blanket and stood up, carrying her pillow and blanket onto the bed. His bed was also neatly arranged, he just rolled his eyeballs and opened the closet to take a change of clothes and his face.

"We pray Fajr. I wait." Aslan said as she saw Fara stepping into the bathroom.

Fara scrunched her forehead. Want him to refuse but about this one obligation he did not dare. He shut up and closed the bathroom door.

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As a good household priest... 😆 Not Fara who meleyot, even the author..

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