Wife Contract Fake Sniper Limping

8. Miss Niken

Yanti just nodded as Dennis said he would call the teacher for her. He didn't understand why the teacher would come? If to learn, why not Yanti who went to school?

That question, and the teacher's candidate was canceled because Kito was sick. So that today the person who will teach Yanti will come after breakfast.

Yanti looked at Dennis who finished his breakfast with a feeling of anxiety that he could not say. She only repeatedly wrapped her wet hands onto the dark brown skirt she was wearing.

Dennis kept the comments and smiles for Yanti in his heart. He did not want to make Yanti more tense and failed to learn. If he could, he should encourage that woman.

"Have you had breakfast?" Dennis looked towards Yanti as the woman did not reply. He repeated the question. "Have you eaten yet?"

"It." This time Yanti did not answer with a nod.

"Have a shower?" continued Dennis. Yanti nodded back, her horse-tailed hair partially falling onto her shoulders.

"Kito's been tipped to mbok Jum?"

Yanti nodded again.

"Keep you worried about what? The teacher doesn't eat people." Dennis, who was suddenly upset by Yanti's guts, stood up and walked away. The meal is done.

Yanti would say something when the two heard the sound of the door being knocked and the voice calling. "Sir Dennis... Mr. Dennis..."

"You open the door" Dennis ordered, taking a step slower.

Yanti opened the door and was stunned to see the woman in front of her. Yanti had imagined all sorts of things about the teacher who would teach her, which was definitely not like reality.

A woman who was the same age as him, his smile was sweet, his clothes were neat and polite. The woman also wears a flower-shaped ribbon in her hair that is cut short and neatly combed.

"Sir Dennis is there?" asked the woman, Yanti thought that her voice was sweet too.

Yanti looked back, Dennis was already standing nearby.

"Please come in, ma'am. Sorry, with the teacher what's her name?" dennis asked with a smile that made his little eyes seem lost.

"I'm Niken." The woman reached out the hand that Dennis grabbed in the firm and quick handshake.

"Bu Niken's. This is my wife, Yanti," Dennis introduced, his hand touching Yanti's shoulder.

Yanti who was looking at the alternation between Dennis and Niken, nodded with a smile full of doubt. She reached out to Niken and felt calm after she received her hand.

"Bu Yanti, how about we just go straight?"

Yanti nodded. Dennis who felt it was time to leave, finally said goodbye. Although he was curious, he did not want to disturb the two.

"I want to know, Miss Yanti can read or write?" ask Niken.

Yanti who had calmed down, panicked back. He shook his head quickly.

"Alright, then we start from the most basic basis. I would like if I asked, Ms. Yanti replied 'yes' or 'no'. Don't just manthuk and slobber" said Niken.

Yanti nodded back. Niken then grabbed Yanti's hand and looked at the woman's eyes up close.

"Yes, Mom," said Niken. "Let's say."

"Yes, Mom." Yanti repeated while nodding.

"No, Ma." Niken is back to setting an example. "Repeat."

"No, Mom," imitate Yanti.

"Can you?" ask Niken to test.

Yanti nodded, but when Niken's finger clasped tightly, Yanti immediately replied. "Yes, Mom."

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An hour that Niken used so that Yanti was used to answering yes and no, as well as teaching writing letters, felt like ten hours of torment. The ten-minute break they used to drink passed too quickly. Niken is still teaching Yanti to write numbers and calculations.

As soon as the lesson hour was over, Yanti could breathe a sigh of relief. She invites the woman to lunch, but is very grateful when Niken refuses.

"Tomorrow I'll be here like that. And Ms. Yanti, please write the alphabet 3 lines today. If anyone does not understand, it can be recorded first and asked tomorrow. Understood?" ask Niken firmly.

"Good, until tomorrow, Ms. Yanti," said Niken with a wave of his hand.

Yanti also waved her hand even though her movements were much more rigid. He went inside while twisting his sore shoulders and tingling hands after having to sit and write for two hours.

Just now he was about to close the door when Yanti was out again. The woman stepped hastily towards the front house where Mbok Jum lived.

"Mmd! Jum Mbok!" call Yanti.

The tall, middle-aged woman appeared with Kito in her arms. His son looked smaller when he was in the hands of Mbok Jum.

"Ndak't fuss, Kito, Mbok?" Yanti grabs Kito as the woman passes.

"Sir, your son's henchman, Ti," replied Mbok Jum astonished. "Ndak not like an eagle, ndak can be pinned down. Maybe the influence of his name, ngider continues."

Yanti laughing. Just this time Mbok Jum spoke freely with him. Usually the woman just opens her mouth as necessary.

"His own son, Mbok. I'm worried, Kito has not been able to walk," continued Yanti.

"Maybe he will immediately run," said Mbok Jum greeted with a crisp laugh both.

...

That afternoon Yanti had done all her chores, so as usual, she and Kito were playing in a small patch of dirt in the yard where they lived. The chaotic plants he has tidied up and more regularly, no dead leaves, weeds have been removed, even occasionally he watered so as not to dust.

Yanti, who saw Dennis coming, positioned Kito to stand facing the man.

"That's it, Kito, Mr. Dennis is coming home" Yanti said.

Kito's eyes were round wide, sparkling to see someone approaching. The person he had seen so often lately.

"Kayak! Yaaa!" the baby's scream was unclear. The hand that was a few seconds ago in the mouth, now turned to Dennis, trying to reach the man.

Despite his limp, Dennis dodged Waskito's wet hands easily. "Where did you learn that, Yan?"

"Difficult, Sir. My hands are up to the pegel," complained Yanti.

"Learn what?" Dennis was curious what made a woman who could carry Kito (5kg) all day but complained after two hours of study.

"Learning to write is the same, sir," he replied. Yanti then remembered the task given by Niken before returning home.

"What?" Dennis asked again.

"I was told to go on nulis." Yanti looks worried.

Dennis did not know why Yanti was suddenly confused. "Let me see" he ordered.

Yanti went in and picked up the book she had stored in the room. Some of the book was torn, and Dennis knew the culprit without asking. Kito again chattered while moving his hands towards Dennis.

"Next time you keep books in my workspace. Now you buy a new book and go straight to nulis practice."

Dennis's face and voice were not as angry, and it made Yanti very relieved. He nodded while smiling widely. The walk is quick when going to the kitchen to take money.

"Yes!" call Dennis when she's just a few steps from home.

Yanti turned her head, her eyes flashing, glare at the afternoon sun.

"By pea cakes."

Yanti nodded, as she turned around, Dennis called back. Yanti stopped again, ready to wait for orders.

"It's not so," Dennis said. He swallowed back the words that were already on the tip of his tongue.

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