Elementary School Teacher? Oh My Hot!
Letter From Lover.

Maya Run towards their official house! With a very happy face came the news that definitely made Barra smile happily.

"Barre! They will build a beautiful house for us, as a wedding gift that is very important to maintain and preserve the culture and social environment in the field of Education and public health, Barra!"Cherly said scolding as she looked room by room at the house.

It's blank! Only a cold room greeted him with a deep frost.

"Barr!"

"BAR..BARRA!!,"She cried in a voice filled with worry.

Maya explored around the front room near the glass window that became Barra's favorite place in recent days

His eyes were pounded on a small table, a large Envelope in yellow.

And slowly open it with an ungodly heart.

Make Maya, My wife!

Maybe with the word "My wife" gives a little happiness for you who are often hurt by my attitude so far. I am so happy to know a good woman like you!

You are patient enough to face all the rigidity and selfishness that is not easy for you.

But it won't be long! I will take you off freely! Like me who is free from my world that is very fond of playing the role of a professional full of talent.

But it ended up making me further away from the people I love.

I fell asleep in a dream that never made me reach for everything that meant the most to me and to everyone who loved me.

Including you!

I've disappointed you a lot.

I've got to go, don't ever look for me. Because you'll never see me again.

Even if you find myself later you will be even more disappointed, because I am no longer someone who can make you amazed.

I will disappear from your sight and mind forever.

Try to understand May!

You can't conquer my heart! Until anytime.

Maybe we are created only limited partnership that fits hand in hand while carrying out our duties as Service Providers of our beloved Dinegeri.

Not as a married couple is like a dream you want to make happen.

Tell Mr. Zulqarnain that the Barra he admires has gone someplace far away.

I will walk towards endless goals. The earth and sky will be the safest places for me.

I left everything.

Just carrying clothes that stick to my body

Please send all the important Documents that have ever existed in my life to Kak Ali Ramadhan's Address.

The clothes I have too.

Savings books and everything. If you want to take it for you. If not, though,! Send along the documents.

I don't know ! Is my brother still willing to accept my stuff! If He doesn't accept it you can burn it or destroy it your way!

Maya!

Say goodbye to everyone.

You can reprint my letter to anyone who has ever been in my life. Or ignore my letter! Let my name be a memory of the hearts of people who will disappear deleted by the time.

Forgive the past mistakes that hurt you.

I love you as a woman who is vital to a struggle to maintain my great reputation the day before.

But I love my wife in the past and in the future!

But I can't come back for him or for you.

Keep working, keep growing with all the plans we have made. I'm sure you can.

From me

Barra Malik Ramadan.

Maya rubbed her wet eyes.

The sound of an old prenjak bird in a guava tree behind the house singing softly.

Concubine ****** Maya's breath is getting empty.

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One Month later.

The man stopped at his last station today. And keep going without a word. His face was full of Bauk Sideburns that made people dodge when they passed him.

Station after station had passed through as if without end.

But not until the last stop. He stepped forward without a word.

He entered a very slum and full of the smell of various scents in the dump of mountainous garbage.

He held a newspaper in the role of a small tenement house.

And tomorrow he will set out for his next destination as a man with an unrecognizable identity.

He'll work as a rice porter or what can give him life.

And just stock up on a village near the wet rainforest fringe.

This is a very far place.

So that no one can recognize him.

Until one day he will reach a place that he thinks can make the end of a journey he is aiming at in a search.

Month after month it kept going.

The unknown man walked tirelessly.

Small stations and large stations as a place to stay for a while.

With his smart brain can win a street chess tournament.

When I take a gift with a pile of money! People around him ask. That much money will be used! By a street lunatic?

But he smiled behind his lips full of hairy bushes."You're not smarter than me and I'm no more petty than you are" he thought to himself.

And when a mob of young men intercepted him, they would steal what was his. He will beat the young one by one until he kisses the ground or with a broken jaw.

And the next day the man vanished like the wind from a place he considered unsafe for himself.

He is an adventurer! Once an adventurer is still an adventurer!

And this time the terrible Man Brewok speculated in a big casino that acts as a jockey for the player who is not so smart. With the help of a man in shabby clothes full of sideburns it can achieve great profits.

And when all the classic rolette players look for him all over town. The man disappeared like a ghost.

He continued to wander with a bag of sacks full of money along shabby with junk cans. For his long journey.

Until entering a rain forest area in a sloping city full of Ilalang.

The man smiled behind his thick moustache.

The light of his eyes with a small niche that continued to shine sharply.

Hmmm How fertile my country is!

His whisper with his heavy voice.

Maybe one day he'll come back here.

Set his sturdy legs overgrown with rough fur.

And he'll be turning away for a while.

Seeking a fortune to make this area into a land full of trees that can produce a new livelihood for him.

It seems that he again speculated the magnitude with the luck that increasingly seemed real.

How wonderful life he feels now.

Free without any bond. He walks with different camouflage from time to time.

Hiding with a new identity. With a new name and a new hope.

A few days later .

When signing a piece of paper that is like an important file.

Their hands shake each other.

" Please Mr Malik!

This land is very large. You can manage it and become its new owner now! This land is peatland and former mining. Nothing can be produced with this soil. Without water! And without suitable processing will only make the investment so in vain," he said honestly.

A man named Malik! Having eyes as sharp as an eagle with a hideous face was smiling and even resembled a grin that frightened the old owner of the land.

Quickly get out of the way with the sack containing the purchase money from the sinister man.

"Hmmm Maybe this large land can be germafa'atkan as peat land with high potential."His whisper.

While looking at the small piece of paper hidden behind his grungy pocket he had just obtained.

His forehead frowned in wonder and felt foreign.

Participant's sign card in a youth sports center.

It says a name: Barra Malik Ramadhan.

Indonesian Youth Karate Trainer.

"Good bye ! Maybe one day we'll come back another time and opportunity" he whispered as he tore the card into small pieces and was blown away by the wind.

Yep! The man was Barra Malik Ramadhan.