Blind Dating Dates
Being Wife

The sound of an alarm above the nightstand managed to tease his sound. He uncovers the blanket, shifts position, and his hands move around fumbling for the existence of objects that interfere with his dreams. After pressing the button violently, Azalea was back in the blanket. The girl continued to sleep.

A few minutes later, he was shocked. Consciousness returned. Azalea remembered that if today was Monday, it was a sign that there would be a mandatory ceremony at school.

Azalea clucked in annoyance. He jumped from the bed to the cold floor. Then, with a thousand steps he went into the bathroom.

Azalea urinated, continued brushing her teeth, then washed her face with a facial wash. Yesterday, he had brought all his personal equipment to a new place so as not to be in trouble if needed like now. With a quick movement, Azalea took off her clothes, wiping them with water quickly.

Azalea sniffed her own body. After feeling fragrant, he immediately put on a towel that has been available. Azalea came out of the bathroom in a hurry.

His eyes glared at the sight of the clock hand pointing at the number seven.

"Crazy! What a pity." Azalea cursed in annoyance. Stepping quickly towards the wardrobe, he picked up an ash-white uniform in origin.

Azalea put on the uniform at first, sprayed as much perfume as possible onto her shirt, then picked up the bag that had somehow contained what textbook. He didn't have time to put together a schedule today. In fact, the girl came out of the room without a comb, her hair was curled originally, and covered with a hat.

Azalea's headed for the kitchen. He sighed in disappointment when he did not find any food on the table. With gontai steps, he headed to the room of the owner of his residence. Darling, after calling a few times, neither did it get any sayings from within. Azalea ventured to open the door in front of her. Blank. The inhabitants are out of nowhere.

"Double fucking." Again, Azalea cursed while scrambling her hat-covered hair.

Not wanting to get more upset, Azalea came out of the apartment. He fiddled with his phone, ordering an online motorcycle taxi as the only way to go to school.

Already expected, Azalea was very late. The school gate is closed. Luckily the guards still allowed him in.

"Directly face the picket teacher, yes!" said the man berseragan peace that was immediately replied with a weak nod by Azalea.

The ceremony is over. The field began to empty. There were only a few students still walking leisurely out of the field area. Some of the other students had even changed uniforms to replace their white ash uniforms with sports clothes. Today, the first hour of Azalea is a sports lesson.

Azalea was looking for Mona's whereabouts, but nothing. The call from behind him made his head turn. For a moment he was surprised, but quickly mastered himself. Azalea realized that today she had to see the teacher because of her delay.

"Yes, Mom." Azalea nodded politely. In front of her, Ibu Winda was shaking her waist. She hates people who are undisciplined.

"You respect the flagpole until the first hour is over" Ms. Winda said firmly. The twenty-five-year-old woman pointed at the flagpole and glared fiercely. "Hurry up!"

"There's no other punishment, ma'am?" Azalea was still flinching. There was no remorse on his face.

"Roads with knees surround the field ten times." Even the face of Madam Winda did not change from her stern expression.

"That's, uh, not punishment, ma'am. But torture," muttered the white girl. His face was flushed from the sunlight.

The Azaleas were about to shift, changing their standing position to move under the trees. However, delikan eyes of his Indonesian teacher was creepy enough to fight.

Azalea pursed both her lips. Both punishments were not light. He blames Reynand for letting him wake up. He clenched his hands on his side. Inwardly determined to teach Reynand a lesson.

Amidst the tension, Azalea was quite grateful for the teacher's arrival by her dragon.

"What's this, Mom?" The athletic man asked. "Why haven't you changed your clothes, Azalea?" This time, the man's gaze was centered on the disciple.

"He's late, sir. Not following the flag ceremony either." Madam Winda explained fieryly.

"Let me punish him, ma'am. Today we'll take value." The man explained. His gaze was still centered on Azaleas who were paying attention to their conversation.

"alright. I also have a review today. But, give him a severe punishment yes, sir, so as not to underestimate the side later." Ms. Winda lowered her hands from her waist, then stroked her back hair that was scratched. The woman always paid attention to her appearance.

"Give it to me."

Not wanting to linger, Azalea immediately said goodbye after getting the code from the teacher by her horse. He rushed to class, put the bag on the chair, and headed for the locker to pick up clothes by his horse. Luckily, he left the shirt in the empty classroom.

On the field, Azalea immediately entered the line which is now running. Again, he did not find Mona. Oh, he remembered that even Mona's bag wasn't visible in class.

"Is he not in school?" ask Azalea. He reached into a bag of pants, picked up his cell phone and typed a message to Mona while running. Not yet had the message sent, the teacher had reminded him to turn off his phone during the lesson.

Azalea according. He turned off the phone, then put it into the canton of pants. Then, back to running around the field. For a moment, his eyes caught the figure that these few days were so close to him physically. However, he had not had time to pay special attention, the body of the man had already disappeared in the principal's office.

Azalea shook her head slowly. His heart denied what was in his head. There's no way Reynand's at school.

What is this guy doing at school? Reynand's not a teacher, is he?

Azalea clucked slowly. What a fate. In fact, she did not know at all what the work of the man who had the status of her husband was.

Now, his mind returned to the figure of a friend who was not present. In fact, he planned to tell his best friend his strange story.

"Azalea, are you daydreaming? Hurry up after your friends!" The sound of reprimand awakened Azalea.

Azalea could clearly feel that her status as a wife had changed her thinking habits. He was thinking more and more strange and unclear things.

Azalea continued her run. However, his brain kept thinking about Reynand and Mona. His head turned to the headmaster's room, if only he could see the tall figure coming out from there. However, after three rounds around the field, the man did not also come out from there.

Subsequently, Azalea focused on the ongoing sports lessons. He did not know when the man walked out of the principal's office. Reynand paused for a moment, looking at his little wife with a slanted smile.