BEAUTIFUL TEACHER FOR YOUNG MASTER
Start to Jealous

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The next day....

Cyra began to move her body, at this time the two adults were not awake yet. Cyra was sitting between Raffa and Aqila, Cyra looked at each other's faces, suddenly an idea appeared in Cyra's brain.

Slowly Cyra wakes up from her sleep, after Cyra manages to get out of bed, Cyra approaches Aqila.

"Beautiful teacher, Cyra coldly wants to be embraced by the beautiful teacher's mother" exclaimed Cyra.

"Here, Master hugged" said Aqila with her eyes still closed.

Aqila did not realize that she hugged Raffa instead of Cyra, because so fast asleep Aqila also returned to her dreamland by embracing Raffa.

Cyra laughed with her mouth shut for fear that the two adults would wake up. Slowly, Cyra walked out of Aqila's room into the living room and turned on the tv, Cyra watching her favorite cartoon show.

Not long after, Raffa began to move his body.

"Jeez Cyra your hands are so heavy, Daddy you can't move like this" Raffa muttered with his eyes still closed.

Raffa rubbed his eyes and looked to the side, how surprised Raffa turned out to embrace him was not Cyra but Aqila. Raffa became a smile of his own seeing Aqila's face so very close to him.

Slowly Raffa changed his position to be tilted towards Aqila, Raffa even more hardened his hug.

"If you are sleeping like this, make me even more anxious for you Aqila," said Raffa.

Aqila who was sleeping, felt the breath of Raffa on her face make Aqila blink open her eyes. The bead of Aqila and Raffa's eyes met, Aqila had yet to come to her senses and blinked her eyes.

"Morning, Honey!!" greet Raffa.

"Gosh my god."

Aqila immediately woke up so surprised..

"Where's cyra? why is it like this?" ask Aqila in panic.

"She was watching the TV at the latest at the time of her favorite cartoon."

"Why can I hug you anyway Mas? surely you're the one who messed up?" accuse Aqila.

"Didih, this morning when I woke up, you were already cursing me."

"You must be lying, where may I hurt you" Aqila said regretfully.

"Who is lying, people are indeed the fact that you first hit me," exclaimed Raffa who was now in front of Aqila who was on her waist.

"Lying, surely you're modus right? I don't believe it," ketus Aqila.

Raffa is upset, so Raffa drags Aqila into the bathroom and quickly locks her up.

"What do you want, Mom?" aqila who had started to feel frightened.

With a grin, Raffa approached Aqila who had been cornered on the bathroom wall. Raffa quickly locked onto Aqila's movements, causing Aqila to panic.

"Mmm--Mas don't mess around, later if Cyra finds out we're both in the bathroom, he'll think strangely, '" Aqila nervously exclaimed.

"Why are you nervous? you scared?" raffa Cibir.

"Ti-no, who's afraid what do you want, Mom? how dare you do things that exceed the limit, right?" aqila exclaimed in courage even though her heart was currently beating uncontrollably.

Feeling challenged, Raffa quickly silenced Aqila's lips with his lips, Aqila was initially rebellious but free to rebel and Raffa had locked Aqila's movement.

Raffa bit Aqila's lips, making Aqila startled and opened her mouth. Raffa began to trace every mouth of Aqila, Aqila had started to return Raffa's kiss even though it still felt stiff and it made Raffa happy.

Raffa held Aqila's hand to her neck and there was no rejection from Aqila, making Raffa even more excited. Raffa's kiss is getting hotter, now his kiss is coming down Aqila's neck making Aqila squeeze Raffa's hair.

Tok.dok..

"Beautiful teacher, is the beautiful teacher inside?" shouted Cyra.

Raffa and Aqila finally stopped their activities, Raffa and Aqila looked at each other, painstakingly swallowing their saliva.

"Mas stay here don't be noisy, let me go out" cried Aqila.

Slowly Aqila opened the bathroom door slightly and smiled sweetly towards Cyra.

"Cyra, what's wrong, honey?" aqila asked nervously.

"Cyra wants to take a bath, teacher."

"Oh ok, we take a bath in the bathroom near the kitchen."

"Why don't you just stay here, teacher."

"Kran the water's broken Honey, let's just take a bath there."

Aqila takes Cyra to the bathroom near the kitchen, while Raffa appears to be sitting on a closet and shuffling her hair in frustration.

"Cyra, you've been torturing Daddy."

Cyra and Aqila had finished bathing, Aqila put on clothes for Cyra.

"Darling, you wait here, Mom, the teacher wants to get dressed first."

Aqila casually stepped into her room still wearing her bath kimono.

"Where is Mas Raffa? is she still taking a shower? thankfully, I want to quickly put on the mumpung shirt he is still in the bathroom" muttered Aqila.

Then Aqila opened her wardrobe, but suddenly a burly hand coiled around Aqila's stomach made Aqila flinch in shock.

"Mas Raffa."

"Honey, Cyra disturbed us earlier we can not continue anymore," exclaimed Raffa with a kiss on Aqila's neck.

Aqila turned her body and saw Raffa still bare-chested yet wearing clothes.

"Oh my goodness, Raffa, why haven't you got your clothes on?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"Wait what?"

"To continue with that."

"No, you perverted brain."

Aqila quickly picked up a change of clothes and went inside the bathroom.

"Ah, failed again.failed again, very difficult dapetin you Aqila," muttered Raffa.

After she was done wearing clothes, Aqila went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Aqila glanced at Raffa who now seemed to be frowning and fiddling with her phone.

Aqila made seafood fried rice for Cyra and Raffa, it did not take long for the fried rice made by Aqila to be finished.

"Cyra, Mas Raffa, let's have breakfast first" Aqila shouted.

"Let's have Daddy have breakfast first," Cyra asked by pulling Raffa's hand.

Raffa was just silent and pouting...

"Daddy, fried rice made by the teacher's beautiful delicious huh?" exclaim Cyra.

"It's normal" said Raffa.

"Daddy why? angry with the beautiful teacher?" ask Cyra.

"No."

"But what, Daddy's face pouted like that?"

"Daddy, ma'am pretty teacher, today let's go for a walk!!" take Cyra.

"Can."

"How's Daddy?" ask Cyra.

"Hmm."

"Daddy is really cool, the answer is like that" complained Cyra.

After finishing breakfast, they decided to take a walk to a Mall.

"Beautiful teacher's mom sits in front, Cyra just stay behind."

"Teacher mother also sat in the back with Cyra, yes" said Aqila.

"Hi, what do you think I am your driver? everyone is sitting in the back" said Raffa.

"Mother Daddy is angry, the beautiful teacher's sneak is sitting in front" whispered Cyra.

"All right."

With hesitation Aqila also sat beside Raffa, while on the way Raffa did not talk in the slightest, Raffa was still upset and arrogant. How not to be upset, when it is ready on suddenly not so, forced Raffa had to soak for a long time to normalize his juniors who are already on and ready for combat.

Arriving at the Mall, Cyra immediately held Aqila's hand while prancing around because she was so happy. While Raffa seemed to walk behind following where his two beautiful angels would go.

Actually Raffa was very happy, seeing the scene before him but Raffa still wanted to test Aqila, whether seeing Raffa angry like this Aqila would persuade him or even silence him.

"Daddy, Cyra wants to eat ice cream" Cyra shouted.

"Dear Cyra, you order ice cream first yes Daddy, Mom teacher wants to go to the toilet first Miss teacher followed."

"Ok ma'am pretty teacher."

Raffa and Cyra were waiting in line to order ice cream, coincidentally on a Sunday like this ice cream stand was full of people. Raffa stood up handsomely, one hand holding Cyra and the other he put in his pants pocket.

The eyes of the women are very hungry when looking at Raffa, all of them seem fascinated and amazed by the good looks of Raffa above average.

"There's a hot Daddy."

"You dong, so Mommy."

"Jeez, my actor's soul is thrashing."

That's how it sounds in Raffa's ears, but Raffa doesn't care about it and Raffa pretends not to hear it.

"What do beautiful children want to taste?" asked the female servant with eyes constantly staring at Raffa.

"Cyra wants Vanilla and strawberries."

"If this handsome man wants to taste what?" ask the waiter flirtatiously.

"Mas, still looks young and handsome but want to take his son for a walk, his wife where is Mas? lucky for the woman who became his wife, Mas really a dream husband," exclaimed the other female servant.

Aqila who heard the babbling of the women felt her ears hot, actually from earlier Aqila had returned to the point that all the women who were blatantly teasing Raffa, Aqila knew it.

"Mas, this ice cream is free for his son, if Mas needs a friend to chat, I am ready to be a friend of Mas," whispered the waiter in a seductive tone.

This time Aqila could not hold it anymore, her emotions had reached the crown, with Aqila's quick steps approaching Raffa and embracing Raffa's arm with her message making Raffa surprised.

"Darling, it's over yet to order ice cream? I've been waiting a long time," said Aqila with his promise.

Raffa still gawked in disbelief at what Aqila was doing, while Cyra was already engrossed in the ice cream.

"Sir, I'm sorry I ordered the jumbo portion of chocolate ice cream, if you love what flavor message?" aqila asked with a sweet smile.

"Ah, ti-no I don't want ice cream," said Raffa nervously because this is the first time Aqila called him Darling.

"Oh, S-U-A-M-I I don't want ice cream because she prefers my lips over ice cream, don't you love."

Raffa smiled broadly, Raffa knew that Aqila must be jealous right now.

"Ba-good Ma'am, I'll make it first."

The servant immediately frowned from being afraid of Aqila's gaze as if she wanted to eat it. Raffa took advantage of the situation by embracing Aqila's waist.

"This is the order."

Aqila immediately picked it up and walked quickly towards the table, Raffa caught up with Aqila while the maid looked lethargic thinking that Raffa was a one-child widower.

Aqila instantly devoured the ice cream with her regret, her chest was so hot and tight. Raffa smiled triumphantly, Aqila finally felt jealous as well.

"Slow down the ice cream, honey," cried Raffa.

"I am an emotion Mas, it's good that they have openly tempted the husband of people, basic yes actors today are getting bolder," ketus Aqila by continuing to devour the ice cream.

"So now you think of me as your husband right?"

"Well, Mas that's my husband no one should have Mas other than me" Aqila's cerocos involuntarily told.

Raffa smiled broadly...

"What time?"

"Well, beware that they still dare to tease you, I pites them one by one" said Aqila.

"Daddy, Miss beautiful teacher why? how angry?" ask Cyra.

"It's okay, honey, pretty teacher mom is jealous because a lot of women are flirting with Daddy."

Time goes by quickly, Aqila, Raffa, and Cyra spend time together. Aqila still continued to grumble when she saw there were still people who talked about Raffa.

Until it was not felt the night, Raffa drove Aqila home. Raffa continued to persuade Aqila not to get angry. Cyra was sleeping in the back seat.

"You go home, yes" cried Raffa.

"I'm not ready, Mom."

"Why? are you still unable to accept me as your husband?"

"Sorry Mas" said Aqila lowering her head.

Arriving at Aqila's house...

"If you still can't accept me as your husband completely and can't forgive me yet, I accept. From tomorrow I won't see you first, I'll give you time to think, if you're ready to accept me, you meet me" Raffa said.

Aqila seemed silent a thousand languages..

"Good Mas."

Aqila got down from Raffa's car, and Raffa immediately launched his car without saying anything more to Aqila. There was a feeling of tightness in his chest upon hearing Raffa's words just now, but Aqila did all that because Aqila wanted to prove Raffa's seriousness.

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