Elementary School Teacher? Oh My Hot!
When the Eagle Returned

No raw bogem landed on Barra's face when he arrived at Ali's house.

There is no Makian word that is spoken from the lips of the Wise Hermawan.And there is no sour face that welcomes him.

But hugging the longing for the sister who came home like a lost child.

All the words of apology from Barra's heartfelt lips were sincerely welcomed by his family.

Should such a family be abandoned and forgotten only for the sake of a woman named Zheba?

Nah!

Zheba is a girl from her wasted past! And now comes like fire in the midst of a long drought. Ready to burn with an invisible little lighter.

Banta Malik's! Welcoming the Father like an interesting foreign man to note.Sitting embarrassed on the lap of the Father like a child who finds a place to play.

Toying the buttons of Barra's shirt with doubt.

Makes Cherly moved to see the behavior of the child.

The advice of Mr. Hermawan and Ali Ramadhan came as the water flowed most of the night soothing the heart of Barra who was in exhaustion.

"I promise you, Dad! Will take good care of my children and my wife and protect them with all my abilities" Barra said in a trembling voice. Mr. Hermawan Staring at Barra was still with the same gaze! It was like a look three years ago.

Barra remained a great figure in his eyes.

Mr. Hermawan is too admiring the ghost who remains great in his eyes.

Barra kissed the hands of Mr. Hermawan and Ali Ramadhan as well as the hands of his soft-hearted sister-in-law. Rosita nodded her head before slapping her sister's cheek slowly!

"I hate you Barra! As I love you too, Why don't you ever give me news when you're alive" Rosita said with a smile.

Barra just looked down deep and felt guilty.

All his nephews are here. The Rania family.

Until far into the night the mansion was still brightly lit. Tell me about a lot of things. A story that has happened on a journey in life with a long time.

Cherly will go into the room with the child sleeping in the lap of the father.

Barra stared at Cherly sa'at's departure carrying her son's fat body with Cherly's body that looked thin and pale.

Barra feels guilty for making Cherly save a lot of suffering because of her.

"I'm sorry Cherly" Barra said sincerely.

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Far away in a peaceful village.

Seraut face was seen looking at the postcard-sized photo that fell from the thick sheets of his book.

The smile drifted on that handsome face with its strong jawline.

The woman sat down with her eyes warming up.

"Barre! You're where? I miss you so much.

Am I still in your memory?" The short-haired woman's whisper sat down and leaned sluggishly to the side of the cold office closet.

No news from Barra for him

There were no whispers of wind about the meaning of Barra's presence, the man who did not love her.

The news that comes to change about Barra.

But no one told me about Maya who ever lived with Barra.

Barra had completely forgotten herself.

There's no Maya meaning to that man.

But why is love for Barra getting stronger recording her heart?

It all seems lost in time. But the man's name remains engraved as the man who once wrote his name on a piece of sacred promise paper a strong bond, namely a short marriage and imprinted in the heart of Maya.

Maya holds the photo before her.

To this day! Maya still sees Barra as very important and worthy of giving all her love to Barra.

Only Barra deserves his love and only Barra can occupy the highest place in his heart.

"Barre! Do I have to come where you are?" He whispered to himself.

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Cherly's body was wrapped in a soft blanket patterned with red flowers.

Her hair on the pillow looked orderly and amazingly fluffy under the dimly glowing sleeping lights.

Cherly sleeps on her back with her hands on her pretty face.

Barra sat on the side of the bed and stroked his wife's arm. Why should the face of his sleeping wife be such a beautiful angel?

Barra often behaves badly and often scolds Cherly.

Barra brushed his wife's hair and stroked Cherly's face gently. Barra rubbed Cherly's pale-looking lips with a tired face.

Barra's hand went down stroking Cherly's flat stomach. Her son is growing up in Cherly sa'at. And Barra didn't want to wake her up. Barra always treated Cherly's body like a toy!

Barra seemed to be flinched by her own actions. He is sorry ! But Barra could never control himself when he was close to his wife.

Cherly who was in pain between her sweet-sounding groans in Barra's ear. Barra doesn't understand why he's such a lost mind along with this woman? Barra was not like that with Zheba or Maya even though he had status as his wife.

Barra never got tired of seeing and touching Cherly's body which was always new to her.

Barra was able to stay out of touch with other women for years. Her wish would have been dead if Cherly had been next to her.

But why did Barra never care about Cherly's suffering? Barra is possessed by an evil spirit that treats his wife with evil. And Barra once betrayed his wife by marrying another woman. Even if it was all out of his will. But at the insistence of Ali Ramadhan who considers Barra has violated the law of marriage with Maya.

The woman who was the object of his mind opened her eyes when she felt someone stroking her stomach. Cherly felt a dream when she saw her husband there when she opened her eyes from her sleep.

"Barr! Why don't you sleep, you're tired" he said in a raucous voice. With eyes that still look sleepy.

Barra was silent looking at the blanket that blushed.

cherly's great body was always able to awaken something that was often held back all this time.

Barra back to her original kehatak. His face immediately darkened when he saw that beautiful sight.

Something beautiful in that tiny body always seemed to invite him to be a different person. The dark passion was present in a woman who always crossed her mind every night.

"Chers! " His whisper was powerless to resist the surge of desire that felt like it would explode by just looking at the smallest part. With an impatient gesture urged Cherly's body hidden inside the blanket.

Cherly simply resigned herself and accepted all of Barra's attacks which left her strangled slowly.

And like a gust of wind stirring the rose petals from under the big window of the room.

When Barra whispers a promise that can melt the heart that has been hurt.

Cherly was created as a beautiful night musical instrument.

Swerving and speeding with the rhythm of night music far away.

His melodious voice made the paddler become excited so that as soon as possible to the edge.

Heading to an island full of flowers and loaded with beauty.

Cherly is a song of nature that reveals the color of beauty. Curved like a rainbow after the rain.

Beautiful color dressing!

And Barra was stunned when she saw a sweaty forehead still trying to smile amidst the pounding waves of her heart.

The great woman was able to give something of true beauty to Barra.

Noiseless. Silent in the silence of the night

Many times he looked at Banta Malik who was asleep without any burden.

Cherly is not a woman of her own importance.

Cherly is better able to provide comfort to the child and make her husband happy at the same time.

Barra felt that all the burdens were gone. Gently stroking the cheek of that great woman.

"Why do you look so different now? More mature and wise, I am your teacher! Yet I look weak in restraint," His whisper was soft.

"Because you're grumpy and cold, you can't hold your temper in your old manhood" Cherly replied.Barra frowned .

"What can you see! A fact from my bad side?"Barra asked Cherly for her opinion on all her flaws.

"You're cold, stiff and puritanical! You old man stinks of dirt!" He said chuckling slowly.

Barra just grinned and grabbed Cherly's second head, Hugging it tightly.With a faint smile on her lips.

Waiting for Surya tomorrow