Turns out He's Just Mine

Kamila Vs Imran

" Mil Lo was late again?" Tanya Risa walked over to Mila.

" I'm having bad luck." Mila kept moving.

" You're staying up again for sure." Guess Risa.

" Yes... Watching cogan cogan's channel." Mila Kekeh.

" Lo mah's habit." Risa Cecil.

Yes today is Monday where students should leave early to attend the flag ceremony, but not with a beautiful girl named Kamila Azzurra who is often greeted by Mila. He willingly faced BP teachers and got SP from his favorite BP teacher.

" I'm hungry to go to the cafeteria, aren't you?" Tanya Mila stopped her steps.

" But Mr. Des will enter Mil, Lo will be sanctioned again." Risa warned.

" Bodo' I am very hungry, I am also lazy to follow the lessons of killer teachers like him." Mila Sahut lightly.

" Guister handsome really use really in say killer." Risa Protests.

" Lo mah if you see all the guys must be in handsome value, Rabun knows not Lo." Mila Cebik.

" Here sono enter my stomach first than can not think apert." Mila walked to the canteen.

" Mila's... Mila." Risa's murmured shook her head.

Desfian Imran Maulana is a math teacher who is often called Mr. Imran by his students, but not Mila. He called it by the name of Mr. Des, Somehow he liked the call. Imran steps into the 12th classroom of IPA2.

" Good morning son." Sapa Imran's.

" Good morning sir." Sahut pupil.

" Before we start the lesson I'm absent first huh." Imran.

" Yes Sir." Sahut pupil.

Imran called out the names of his disciples one by one until he got a name that had been quietly filling his heart. Certainly without anyone knowing.

" Azurra Kamila." Call Imran. There was no suggestion Imran was staring at the usual bench in Mila's seat. Blank...

" It's always like this." Inner Imran.

" Do you know where Mila is?" Ask Imran.

The students looked at each other until they heard someone's voice from outside.

" I'm right here." Mila said go inside.

" Where have you been? Why is it always late in my class hours?" Imran's sighting is approaching Mila.

" Cantin Sir." Mila is honest.

" If you have no intention of taking my lessons, please leave this class right now, I don't like people who don't value Kamila Azzurra's time." Imran Resolute.

" It is with great pleasure that Sir I will leave this class, but beware that if you give me a bad grade, I will approach you to your house to make a calculation, Father, Let's get that." Threaten Mila to leave her classroom.

Imran closed his eyes while inhaling a lot of oxygen for his breath supply.

" It's getting interesting and I'm getting challenged to knock you out of Mila." Imran murmured in his heart.

The lesson begins without Mila. While Mila prefers to go to the library to read books. Mila is a smart child but because of the lack of affection given by her parents, she became a child of her own accord. What matters is happy according to him.

Tet....

The break bell rings. All students go to their favorite places.

" Mil Lo was called Mr. Des to his room." Said Risa who was just sitting in front of Mila. Risa followed Mila to call Mr. Des to the plenary handsome teacher.

" My males." Mila Sahut.

" Yes don't do it donk, Entar Lo can't get grades, continue tomorrow Lo don't pass how donk? We plan to go to college in the city of Y, Udah ah sono at most just in the love of doank." Risa.

" Oh yeah, the baby looks a lot like my mom." Mila Cebik.

Mila walks into Imran's room, I don't know who Imran really is until He has his own room unlike other teacher teachers.

Tok tok tok tok

" In." Imran from within.

Mila went inside standing in front of Imran's desk.

" What did you call me?" Ask Mila to the point.

Imran looked at Mila with a difficult gaze interpreted by Mila herself to make Mila turn her eyes panted.

" Why look at me like that? I don't like people who waste time." Mila looked at Imran fearlessly.

" It's great that he doesn't even feel afraid of me, especially in a room together like this Kamila I have to get you." Imran said in his heart.

" Eh what? Mr Des?" Imran asked.

" Yes, Mr. Desfian, the honorable hunt, said what's calling me here, the clock is almost over for rest sir." Mila.

Imran smiles at a special call from Mila. Somehow he felt it was a special call from Mila for him.

" God... People wonder what the hell is even as comfortable as a smile of their own." Mila Grunts.

Brakes...

Imran pranced in shock as Mila kicked the table. He stared hard at Mila.

" What?" Challenge Mila.

" You're not polite to dare break the table in front of your teacher Kamila." Imran said while standing up.

It was not that she was afraid that Mila would return Imran's gaze sharply. The jet-black eyes with the plump eyelashes make Imran look very handsome and make all women fascinated, But not for Mila.

" Heh, you crazy." Mila muttered turning her body about to step out.

" Where are you going?" Tanya Imran blocks Mila's hand.

" You are not polite to touch hands that are not your muhrim Sir, especially your own disciples." Mila looked towards the Imran check.

" I'm sorry." Imran said removing the check.

" It's a task you have to do as punishment because you didn't follow my lesson." So Imran gave a pile of problem sheets to Mila.

Mila received it and looked at each sheet.

" Wow you're great sir." Mila.

" great?" Ask Imran.

" You're great at putting your mistakes on me." Mila Sahut.

" What do you mean?" Imran asked confusedly.

" You told me to go out of the room yourself, why am I being punished? Not fair." Mila Cebik.

Imran could not say what if faced with this one unique disciple.

" I'll take the other one Mr. Des alone who works on it later the value give to me." Mila blinked her eyes.

Imran's heart beat fast just got a wink from Mila. Especially if in the hug?

" I went to class first Mr. Des, Bye." Mila.

After putting the rest of the matter sheet on the table, Mila walked out of Imran's room.

" Mila's." Call Vicki a friend and a guy who likes Mila.

" Hey." Sapa Mila's.

" Why is he called Mr Imran? Stupid again?" Ask Vicki. Although Vicki's Mila's friend but they're not one room.

" Ordinary." Mila Sahut.

" You are yes... Very stubborn if told you not to skip truant again, Udah want to pass youhoh." Vicki ruffled Mila's hair.

" Ck's a mess, Say." Cebik Mila pursed her lips.

" Don't manyun ita brother khilaf Dek." Vicki.

" What the hell." Mila Kekeh.

" Let's take you to class." Get Vicki to hold Mila's hand. It's not a rumor anymore if Mila and Vicki are paired into a matching pair of one beautiful and one handsome. But if it's a relationship problem only the two of them know.

Behind the glass Imran clenched his hand. He does not want to be close to another man. He took his cell phone out of his pocket. He called someone to arrange his plan.

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