CHASING THE LOVE OF THE TEACHER
Chapter 8 The Strange Creature

Arjuna stepped towards the building that was spelled canteen by Dono. It is a little far from the motor park.

Crossing the basketball and volleyball courts makes Arjuna mind back to his old High School days. He is a man far from being an example. Popular because of its good looks plus-plus tajir and suble. Arjuna smiled to himself. It didn't feel like seven years had passed by those good times.

Arjuna looked into the room called the canteen. The information Dono gave was accurate. No one is open this early, only one room sells drinks. It's not fully ready either.

Actually Arjuna chose a piece of bread or cake plus water in the morning. He did not get used to consuming coffee in the morning without filling his stomach with food.

His move continued in another direction. There were echoes of electronic bells echoing from the SMA building. Arjuna glanced at his watch at 6:50. Dono said that leaving at 6:30 means that it was bad luck.

Arjuna stands in front of the building with the inscription SMP Guna Bangsa (Accredited) which is displayed on the 2nd floor wall.

Arjuna's continued steps reached near the main gate. Seen closed and guarded by security guards. Some of the students who were late standing near the post were being interrogated by the 2 students that Arjuna had guessed Ketos and his deputy, along with a female teacher who was definitely a BK teacher.

Arjuna smiled again. Remembering he had been caught several times like that because it was too late.

Sebastian took a step to the left from where he stood, seeing a possible path to the back garden of the school. Arjuna walked over there. Such a place was his favorite with Theo and Luki during the empty lesson hours. Sometimes Dono and Erwin come along too. They often spend time chatting while listening to Erwin play the guitar.

Arjuna scrunched his forehead when he heard strange noises from the top of the tree where he was standing. Arjuna is right under a mango tree that is not too shady.

His heart was beating fast, horrified to imagine the origin of the sound of branches creaking which was quite intense and tight.

“Heh !” Shouted someone on it. His heart was racing, but somehow his legs could not be invited to run.

“Ngapain elo standing there ? Intentionally, huh ? Want to watch me ?” The fixed voice came from a woman.

Finally, after gathering courage, Arjuna looked up his head. Her eyes instantly widened as her eyes instantly caught the widened and deep looking part of the skirt.

Arjuna quickly looked the other way. Until finally the sound of objects falling to the ground made him turn his head.

“Why ?” The girl approached Arjuna who was already blushing her face. “Happy yes early in the morning already get windfall skirt chick ?”

The face of the girl in the uniform of Guna Bangsa High School looks fierce looking at him.

“See nih,” she slightly lifted her skirt. Arjuna's reflexes turned towards the direction the girl pointed to but just a glance, he turned his head back in the other direction. He saw a layer of tight pants approaching the knee wrapping around the girl's thigh.

“Elo think I'm willing to show my own personal same guys predator like elo!” The ketus girl pushed Arjuna's shoulder making him stagger slightly.

Feeling annoyed at being accused of all sorts, Arjuna turned his head and returned the girl's gaze with his sharp eyes.

“So women don't kegeeran. Who is the intention early this morning ngeliatin have a model girl kayak elo !” Arjuna pointed at the girl's face.

“Lagian students less work, early in the morning instead of entering the class even climbing a mango tree,” oceh Arjuna with no less ketusnya.

“Elo also why stand under a tree so ? Search inspiration ?” The girl mocked Arjuna while laughing sarcastically.

“Don't be rude, later the quality even bother,” cebik Arjuna.

“You're fighting a hero here ?” Accidentally the girl bumped her shoulder on Arjuna's shoulder violently.

“Not the hotshot elo ?” Syndir Arjuna with a cynical smile.

“Cilla !” The heavy voice call made the girl's gaze turn towards the voice.

His body movements read about to escape, but was held back by Arjuna who saw him.

“Where are you going?” arjuna's voice was slow but cynical. His eyes were mocking at Cilla, the girl he had been fighting with just now.

Cilla or the girl who has the full name of Pricilla Darmawan, trying to escape from Arjuna checks that still smile cynically looking at him.

“Gue is not too late Jo, if not because of this one creature,” Cilla pointed at Arjuna's face.

“Gue ? Eh brat, if not late, why enter school through the wall continues to come down from the mango tree ?” Arjuna replied to her while glaring.

“Udah Cilla, you are indeed late as usual.” The voice of the adult female followed the student called Jo earlier.

Cilla snorted in annoyance and again poked her shoulder with Arjuna's shoulder.

“Sorry, Father himself there is a need what yes?” Jo approaches Arjuna, who turns her back until they face her.

“Oh I have an appointment to meet with Mr. Slamet this morning,” replied Arjuna politely.

“Oh Mr who wants an interview for a prospective math teacher yes ?” The female teacher's face behind Jo sounded excited.

How does it not immediately bright meet with prospective teachers whose handsome can immediately get a score of 100. I'm handsome, still young, it seems not much different from Ms. Retno, the teacher of BK.

Cilla stopped her steps and turned back while looking at Arjuna.

Arjuna returned Cilla's gaze with a mocking look while smiling cynically.

“Mampus lo had been belagu earlier. Nyesel right after knowing that I am a prospective teacher,” Inner Arjuna.

But to his surprise, Cilla was even blown away even to the point of holding her stomach.

“Cilla, keep your attitude !” Mom Retno Jerking.

Instead of being afraid, Cilla was still laughing even though it had started to subside. He pointed towards Arjuna.

“Mother Retno believes that this guy is called Mr Slamet to interview prospective replacement Pak Wahyu?”

“Iya,” replied Bu Retno while raising her rather sagging glasses.

”No looks to be a teacher, Mom. His face was too thin to be a teacher. He's faster to be a boyband,” Cilla sneered at Arjuna.

Arjuna glared straight at me. Either to be angry or flattered when Cilla called his face kinclong and worthy of being a boyband personnel

“What time does your appointment happen to be?” Jo, who understands the ordinary situation, gets long and heated up, turning the question to Arjuna.

The teacher-to-be severed his gaze with Cilla and turned to Jovan, the name stitched to the right of the student's shirt.

“Jam 8,” Arjuna replied briefly.

“Then it's good to go straight to the 2nd floor, do not be late.”

Arjuna glanced at his watch. His eyes glared when he saw the time already showing at 7:45.

“Sorry to me first,” Arjuna nods his head as he passes by Jovan Mother Retno.

“Hopefully you are not welcome,” whispered Cilla as Arjuna passed by. The gazes of the two met and were both in a cynical fashion.

“Basic of strange creatures !”

Unknowingly the two said the same word in their hearts.

Arjuna did not reply to Cilla's insinuation and continued to step towards the building that had been shown by Dono when they had just arrived.

Do not let because of the wayward student, today's interview show became a mess.