The Life of Introverted Girls
02
IRman POV.......
Today, my first day of teaching at SMK in the city of X. I replaced the mother of Syuhaidah who was on maternity leave.
I devoted myself to being an honorary teacher after I was educated six months ago.
I graduated with a Bachelor of Economics, so I was assigned to teach Finance Accounting lessons.
Honestly, I'm a little nervous. I'm nervous to imagine having to deal with teenagers who are certainly difficult characters to guess.
I know the nature of these teenagers because I have also experienced white-gray times.
I took my breath and I exhaled slowly, and I said Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.
I stepped into the classroom where I taught later according to the instructions that had been directed by Mr. Vice Principal.
Kumasuki that class.
I heard the sound in class was too loud.
They were joking with each other, unaware of my presence.
I cleared my throat, to draw their attention.They turned to me.
I said my greetings, they answered me simultaneously.
I heard them whispering.
"Who is this??"
"Behold, but handsome bangeeet".whispering sweet black girl in front of me.The voice was whispering, but it could still be caught by my sense of hearing.
Immediately I became stiff, but I tried to remain calm.
I spread my gaze throughout the class, staring at their faces full of question marks about who I am.
My gaze was fixed on the one student who was sitting right in front of me standing up.He was looking down on reading a book, as if he did not care about my presence.
"This child has no manners, there is no teacher in front of not paying attention.
I continued to introduce myself, to answer the curiosity of the students in the class.
I said my name and who I am.
After I introduced myself, I asked if there was anything else to ask.
Suddenly the sweet black girl, whose whisper I had heard earlier who said I was handsome, asked the question.She asked me how old I was and whether I already had a Girlfriend.
I stared hard at his face, he smiled faintly at me. I'm sick of being mixed up with groggies.
"This kid doesn't have manners and insignificance".my monologue is in my heart.
I told her to get out of the classroom, I'd hate to see a girl who's sober and too aggressive.
With the weight of the girl's heart out of the classroom, I saw her eyes glazed over.
Actually I feel sorry for that girl, but I don't care, I'm already upset.
I wanted to continue the lesson, I glanced at the girl who was looking down while reading earlier, she raised her face and looked at me....
"Deg...."
His sharp eyes were staring at me...
"Oh Allah".his eyes make my chest thump.
Those eyes held a million charms and were coldly impressed.
"Astagfirullah"..What's wrong with me.Why did I get weird.
I brushed off my nervous feeling by continuing the lesson.But I was annoyed, I was more unfocused when the girl occasionally glanced at me.Actually this is a natural thing ,if a student pays attention to his teacher when delivering the subject matter.My heart alone is pounding abnormally when looking at that eye gaze.
Instantly the air in the room felt tight when I breathed.
I painstakingly neutralize my heartbeat.It seems I have to go to the heart doctor after finishing teaching later.Maybe there is something wrong with my heart.
"Gff..."
After 30 minutes explaining the subjects, I gave the task to test them.
Actually this is just my alibi to overcome my nervousness.
I gave them 10 minutes to do 2 things.
Instantly the class became noisy.I heard they complained that 10 minutes was too narrow for 2 questions about financial statements.
2 Financial statements to be completed in 10 minutes.
But what do I care about, I only care about my heart that feels like it's going to be dislodged every girl is looking at me.
I sat on the special bench of the teacher.Take my breath.I took the book in front of me, I read it with my mind everywhere.Yes.at least I did not see the eye.
Not 10 minutes, I heard a step closer to me.I put my head up while looking at who came.
"Deg..."
That girl's...
"Oh God...."
"Sir...My task is done" he said, handing out his task book.
I got it wrong, I took the book that he was thrusting while cursing in my heart.
"shit, why am I so nervous".
"mmm...You can sit back at your place.I'll check your work first".
I try to normalize my attitude.
"Good sir..."He said as he passed from before me.What a pleasant-nonsense girl.
Scroll a glimpse of the book that the little girl gave him.There is a name on the front cover of the book.
"ooh.so her name is Nursyifa.
I saw the girl sitting back on her stool, she sat down and lowered her eyes to the book she was holding.
10 Minutes passed...
"Gather the task now..!!".Exclamation
the silent class had no voice...
"Why shut up, didn't you hear what you said???".
"Not finished paaak.".seru they simultaneously.
"Astagfirullah..from that what are you doing??"...
They were silent, no one dared to answer.
"Do you not understand what you have explained??.Much
"Iyaaa Paaak." they answered again simultaneously.
I'm happy my hair is frustrated...
"Alright, you will explain again next week, because the hours of this subject are up".I said as I glanced at the clock on my left hand.
"And for the next week there is no tolerance any more.For the one who has given up his duties, the book all next week I return".my welcome, while glancing at the little girl at a glance.
"Iiyaaa Paak." they answered
"Alright, so long ago learning for today.Until meeting next week.And I end Assalamualaikum Warrahmatullahi Wabrakatuh".I closed the lesson today.
"Waalaikum Salam Warrahmatullahi Wabrakatuh".....
I walked out of the classroom to coincide with the sound of a bell sign.
I walked towards the teacher's room, holding the book in my hand.
At first glance I looked at the little girl standing from her stool.She walked but not towards the canteen.See He headed towards the library room.
"Hmm.really an attractive little girl"..My inner.
IRman end POV.
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Sorry the sentence is a mess.
please take criticism and advice...
don't forget the dilike....🙏🙏🙏
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