CHASING THE LOVE OF THE TEACHER
Chapter 21 Talks Without Debate

Wedding parties at home do not limit the time of guest visits that come in turns. Even the family does not have to worry about running out of food to serve.

Pak Wahyu and Mr. Slamet pampit at 4 pm. Their plan was to go to Semarang and stay overnight there before returning to Jakarta by plane on Monday morning.

The five best friends Dono had felt bad because both senior teachers of Guna Bangsa High School refused their money to participate in paying the tourist fees yesterday plus the car provided until today.

“Just calm Mr. Jun, all borne directly by Mr. Darmawan,” Mr. Slamet explained.

Arjuna drove his two seniors to the car, while his four best friends were still in casual conversation with Dono and Wiwik.

“But the cost is only for Mr and Cilla.”

Pak Wahyu and Mr. Slamet laughed at the same time.

“Mau only Cilla or add you five, the car rental fee will still be the same. The rest is just a report, if Mr. Darmawan's children get Five Pandavas who become his travel friends,” said Mr. Wahyu.

“Could make Cilla happy and no longer feel lonely, for Mr. Darmawan as his papi, the cost is not an issue,” continued Mr. Slamet.

“But why did Mr Darmawan not attend, Sir ? Why Cilla just came alone not accompanied by Mr Darmawan ?”

“He has a special reason Jun, and you just trust that Mr. Darmawan is a good school owner and considers all teachers like family.”

Arjuna just smiled and nodded his head when Mr. Slamet and Pak Wahyu had entered the car that would take them to Semarang.

“Pak Slamet,” voice Cilla calling her teacher makes driver urgently run the car.

“Thank you for accompanying me here,” Cilla bowed in her respect.

“Opa do not forget to still stop by the school to no longer teach.” Cilla shook her head with Revelation and clasped her other hand tightly.

“Hei hero, how to melow ?” Mr. Revelation tried to laugh. His heart was sad when he saw Cilla's eyes start to fog. “We will still see you often.”

Cilla nodded and swallowed her saliva deeply to dispel her sadness.

“Pak Juna, we tipped Cilla first yes. Sorry we have to go first because there is another task,”, said Mr. Slamet.

“I'll definitely take care of Cilla, Sir.” Arjuna smiled as he nodded.

“But keep not as sister, can be ?” Ledek Pak Wahyu's. “Munya Cilla as a future wife.”

Cilla's face immediately flushed and blushed, but she tried to speak normally.

“Praise words, love should not be forced, Opa,” Cilla chuckled. “Already, Opa same Mr. Slamet road now so it is not too late to arrive in Semarang.”

The two middle-aged men nodded and asked the driver to walk away from the Wiwik family home.

After the car was no longer visible, Arjuna and Cilla went back into the house. Guests have been reduced considerably.

“Pak Juna,” call Cilla who walks behind the man. Arjuna stopped and turned his body.

”Thank you for agreeing to the opa request to take care of me, but really Mr. Juna does not need to do it. I'm used to it myself. I'm in first, Mr.”

Cilla bowed and walked past Arjuna. The man frowned, not understanding Cilla's sudden formal attitude towards him. As Arjuna remembered, he did not speak strangely that could make Cilla's mood change. The end of their debate while at the Banarsn Sky View restaurant, afterward was just ordinary talk.

Arjuna took a breath. Somehow, he even felt strange to be treated formally like this by a Cilla.

Arriving inside, Arjuna joined his five best friends because Dono was still in the sit, while Wiwik had not joined the conversation.

Arjuna circled his gaze around the room because he did not see Cilla around.

“Looks like Cilla going straight back, Jun,” said Luki who saw Arjuna wailing. Arjuna is looking for Cilla, not Wiwik.

“Find first gih, it looks like his mood is again less good,” pinta Boni.

Arjuna hesitates, but after getting a nod from his friends including Dono, Arjuna finally wakes up and starts looking for Cilla.

Arjuna had gone to the kitchen and some other rooms in the house, but Cilla was nowhere to be seen.

“She is in the backyard.” Tutik Bu who had been watching Arjuna, approached and told the man the whereabouts of Cilla.

“Bring this all together, great for refreshing a tired body of heart and soul,” Bu Tutik give Arjuna two glasses of ginger wedang while smiling.

“Thank you Mom,” Arjuna nodded his head.

Arjuna stepped onto the back porch and found Cilla sitting on the porch wall that was only 50 cm from the floor.

“Can sit ?”

Cilla turned her head when she heard Arjuna's voice. The man handed one of the glasses to Cilla.

“Tipan from the mother you helped in the kitchen earlier.”

“Thank you.” Cilla accepted it without looking at Arjuna.

Cilla just shook her head and blew the ginger water that was still clapping smoke then drank it slowly and slightly.

Silent mood. Arjuna was confused as to what to say. He also enjoyed the water in his hand.

“You Why Cil ?” ask Arjuna carefully.

Cilla shook her head while laughing bitterly.

“Bapak want to find a debate friend ?

Arjuna put his glass on the side, on top of the stone wall. He took Cilla's glass and placed it on the side of the glass. Cilla turned her head, as if asking why her drink was taken.

Either whisper from where, Arjuna grabbed one of Cilla's right fingers and placed it on his thighs and other hands clasped the fingers that felt cold.

“Bapak to do?” Cilla tried to let go of her hand.

“As I promised Mr. Slamet and Mr. Revelation that I will look after you like them. Even I am ready if you need a interlocutor and a place to lean at this time.” With a tone made as authoritative as possible, Arjuna tried to convince Cilla.

Again Cilla shook her head and laughed bitterly.

“I don't need a talkative let alone a guard like Dad. I'm used to it myself.”

“Do I just deserve to be your debate friend ? I will also be your teacher, replacing Mr. Revelation, so you may consider me the same as Mr. Revelation.”

“So you want me to call opa also ?”

Arjuna widened, “I'm not that old!” His protest.

Cilla laughed at Arjuna's pouting face. But Arjuna could feel, the laughter was not as usual. There was a forced tone, hiding a single sense that was hard to say.

“How can I equate Mr with Mr. Slamet or Mr. Revelation. They are like my foster parents. Papi's replacement. Besides the age of the Father is too young for me to make adoptive parents as well.”

“I can be your adoptive sister,” said Arjuna.

“I don't need and don't want !” Cilla took a breath and threw it away violently in annoyance.

“Bapak still understands Indonesian right?”

Cilla looked at Arjuna with a sharp look. His face looked annoyed and desperate at Arjuna.

“How do you mean again ?”

Cilla held her hand firmly. Because suddenly and Arjuna was caught off guard finally the fingers were released from Arjuna's grasp.

“I've told you several times with Dad that I can't and won't consider you as my adoptive brother. Is my Indonesian language unclear ? I know that you are a math teacher, but understanding my speech does not require expertise as an Indonesian teacher.”

Cilla's face grew irritated until her forehead wrinkled. His breathing sounds heavy.

“Is it that easy for you to baper because of the good treatment of men with you ?”

“Just Mr !” Answer Cilla quickly in a higher tone. “Only the Father made my heart race faster and my hands suddenly cold. Only you make me wrong if we talk without debate !”

Deg.

Arjuna was stunned and his heart instantly beat faster. Not because of falling in love with Cilla, but shocked by Cilla's statement.

They had only known each other for more than four months and had no romantic sayings or normal conversations every time they were together. More debates such as races that try to get the most points by making the interlocutor upset.

How can Cilla talk that Arjuna has made his heart beat and his body hot cold just with his good attitude ?

“And I was the first guy to make me that way,” Cilla said.

Cilla threw her gaze in another direction and tried to hold back her tears.

Arjuna was confused as to how to behave. On the one hand, it was an honor for him to be the first guy to make a girl like Cilla flutter out of love, but on the other hand Arjuna's heart was already anchored to Luna.

Besides, in Arjuna's eyes, Cilla was like Amanda, her favorite sister.

Arjuna smiled faintly while looking the other way. He feels funny, run away from Papa Arman because he does not want to be trapped in a life of romance with high school children, but apparently his escape even ends in the snare of love of high school children.

“If you find my feelings strange and funny, don't hold back his laugh. I've been used to being laughed at by people.”

Cilla laughed bitterly and wiped away the clear liquid in the corner of her eyes. He got up and went inside the house.

Arjuna closed his mouth. Does Cilla know she's smiling ? His face turned to the side and smiled without a sound. There was only one word that described Arjuna's current feelings. Baffled.

If he persuades Cilla and finally makes the girl more baper can be more runyam. Leaving the girl in her current condition, Arjuna felt guilty for making promises to Mr. Slamet and Mr. Wahyu.

Arjuna rubbed his nape and then grabbed back the glass filled with ginger water in the hope that by drinking, he could warm his brain to find the answer to his current situation with Cilla.

Arjuna did not realize that the ginger water he was sipping at this time was not from his glass, but the Cilla glass he took. Arjuna took a sip of ginger water in the same part as Cilla and stuck with a trace of Cilla's lips left in the glass.