Teacher Teach Young Master

Chapter Nine .. Similar to Cow Cages

"Basar you brat! it was brave to prank Auntie, now I ask that you go into the room until I will open the door of your room. "Certi said with excitement while Yanza looked ordinary, just plain, but in contrast to Fathia who immediately distanced his two hands from his ears and immediately looked at Certi while getting up.

"Mrs! is it not better if you shrink the volume of your voice first if you want to talk to small children?" Fathia.

"Who are you!? why dare he speak in front of Mrs Certi Selpia?" certi said with a look of wrath towards Fathia.

"I'm Margareta Airun Fathia the teacher to teach Young Master, why huh!? " he answered, asking firmly.

Yanza who saw the exciting scene in front of him only raised his right leg to pile with his next leg while his hand had taken a snack brought by the waiter.

'Woah I think this spectacle will be very exciting, but. It would be even more exciting if they were physical,'

He said in his heart, actually he did not expect to be defended even Yanza was ready to fight mouth with the puffer woman but Fathia who was easily carried away by the feeling of direct action that made Yanza only need to sit sweet.

"Ck, it's just the teacher who's doling! no more manners hem it seems like you are tired of getting money." said Certi with a low look Fathia.

"What do you mean, Mrs puffer?" ask Fathia who is now even more making fire in front of her beekobar great.

"How dare you! " verti snapped and then without the cue of his hand immediately pulled the beautiful hair belonging to Fathia very tight but the mad woman did not want to lose so that Fathia immediately punched Certi's face almost his fingers went into the two eyes of the woman's puffer.

"Aarrg! " squeak Certi as she moved away from the mad woman.

"How does it feel? delicious right? " asked Fathia while walking closer with her hands that she stretched out towards the white face of Verti's puffiness but the victim even avoided even now Certi was running around in droves by calling her daughter's name now I am relaxing in the pool.

Prok, Prok, Prok, Prok, Prok, Prok,,,

Yanza applauded after the performance in front of him was finished "I don't want to actually praise people but if you're honest you're really brave, master catfish, "

Fathia immediately turned her head towards the back where Yanza was sitting sweetly on the sofa, her heart rumbled to feel a wave of larvae when she heard the word born Yanza. Fathia knows that she is often late but she still universal will never accept if dubbed as a catfish teacher.

"Why? " asked Yanza by raising her eyebrows, Fathia just shook her head and sat on the floor as her hands began to open a book on the table.

But he was also curious about Certi's attitude towards Yanza, when they were family but why not just be peaceful like family? and that's why Fathia immediately put back the pencil that had been held earlier.

The slow breathing was done by Fathia and then turned to her protege, "Good-looking Young Master, " I want it to feel like Fathia ran to the bathroom to finish her nausea when saying the word 'Good'.

"Hem, "

"Why is your aunt acting like that?" tanya Fathia looked at Yanza's handsome and cute face but her brain was not like that.

"How are you feeling? " question Fathia to Yanza, because although Yanza looks relaxed in responding to everything but Fathia knows very well what she is feeling. Because from the past he was often humiliated by his father, Felson, but lucky now his father is no longer together.

"Obviously, "

"Ehm, Young Master I know how you feel so I offer to temporarily stay in my house. Even if the Young Master wanted to, "Fathia finally offered a thing that actually she was also hesitant, but even so there was still a small profit of Fathia. That is, he can save money for the cost at once he can also teach Yanza in his house without any worry about his mother.

Yanza glanced at Fathia with his mind that had been glaring away with the offer that had just been given by Fathia, there was no harm if he agreed with Fathia's offer. After all, he will be free from the annoying people who are now stopping at his house.

"Alright, but if your house is like a cow shed I will not want to live there. "he said agreed but the spicy talk he made can still be spoken very freely, he said, that made Fathia growl upset but she had to remain patient.

"Then we finish this teaching and learning event first, only after that I will take you to my house" explained Fathia who continued her hand movement to open a book of learning materials this time.

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Harra was sitting in her wheelchair, looking at a family photo where it was clearly photographed that they looked happy. Where to make Harra re-enlightened the good and bad memories that he had passed through his life.

While out there is already parked neatly a black car in the yard of a medium-sized house owned by the Margareta family.

Fathia got out of the car and quickly opened the front door where Yanza was.

After the haughty brat came out, his eyes immediately stared at a building standing firmly on the ground. The house is not so bad even behind it, the house looks comfortable with a classic design and not too prominent. Although still the house that lived by Fathia with Harra it looks ancient.

"What about my house? is it like a cow pen or vice versa? " ask Fathia with manaik lower his eyebrows.

"Yes, it does not look like a cow pen but more like a former fire building" replied Yanza who managed to make Fathia feel the fire that gnawed at her heart until it hurt, even Fathia now began to fear if until later Yanza spoke spicy in front of her beloved mother. I don't know what's gonna happen.

Yanza stepped first to observe the entire ancient house in front of him with a cold face.

The sreet!

Fathia opened the old door feeling that she did not want to lose, she just walked away, leaving Yanza who was just irritated.

"Mother, "

Harra who heard the voice of her beloved child immediately turned to smile but immediately turned her gaze towards Yanza.

"Who is Fathia?"