Forced to Marry Big Brother Lift
TMKAS. Ningrat Descendant

Chapters. 8

"Who's your name?" ask the new teacher to Ara.

"Ara," answered Ara briefly and clearly. Without intending to stare towards their new teacher.

"You?" the new teacher touched Citra's shoulder with the wooden ruler she was carrying at the moment.

"Partner, sir," replied Citra.

The teacher understood. "Stay that way until my subjects are finished" he said as he walked to his desk.

"If anyone breaks the rules in my study hours, you'll be just like them. I will also reduce your grades" said the teacher, who now faces his students. "My name is Hirotaka Ardhani Rayyansyah "

"What's he calling, sir?" one of the students looked very impatient.

Making Hiro, the familiar greeting of the teacher must suppress his patience. 'Maklumi Ro, it's still the first day. You used to be like them. Even worse.' Inner Hiro commemorates himself.

"Sir Hiro? Or Mr Taka?" the other sahut. It looks very coquettishly nafs talk.

"What if you love me, sir?"

The question this time was not from the students, but from one of the students who looked weak. It made Hiro even more horrified to see her. There are guys like that. However, Hiro kept his flat facial expression. He must be able to build a character that was taught by his pakdhe.

Brak!

With his furious face, Hiro kicked the table. To the point of making the atmosphere in the classroom immediately quiet.

"I've said it from the beginning, obey my rules, or get out of class right now" said Hiro, who dislikes his students being disrespectful to him.

This time, no one dared to interrupt Hiro's words. The new teacher has shown his power which is also not playing around in talking.

"I'm crazy I was told two full hours the same mad teacher!" rutuk Ara was so upset. His hands while massaging his feet that felt sore because he was told to stand for two hours without being given a short break. Teachers have no heart, indeed. "This is wrong. Why do I have to!"

While upset with the girl beside him, Ara hit Citra's thigh, which was also massaging her own legs.

"Yes sorry, Ra. Besides, I'm surprised, why do we always have a law, if there is a new teacher? The feeling was also amak-kid breaking a few times before the teacher was angry. But they are not touched," Citra said in surprise.

Why only the two of them often get rubbed. His other friends do that too. There are even worse. But their attitude was ignored. Make them. Increasingly, according to Citra.

"Maybe because you're too flashy, kali. That's why he's the target," said Ara lazily. But his words really touched the image.

"Through times, Ra. You are beautiful plenary, body cake guitar Africa, who try not stunned by you. Maybe Mr. Hiro is also it to you, Ra. It's just a different way," said Citra as she herself made a conclusion.

Already felt his feet ache, continued to be added to hear Citra's speech that does not make sense at all. Ara was actually being tested for her faith by her own best friend.

Print it!

With a sense of anxiety and rage, Ara snapped Citra's forehead until the girl complained and looked at her annoyed.

"If I'm like what you're talking about, then why am I still single, Citra Hazelint? Where's the guy who wants to get me? Hmm?" tanya Ara was full of anger.

While Citra grimaced. It is true what Ara said. He is still single to this day. Though Ara has more capital even. Not like her old self.

"Maybe because you are from a noble family kali, Ra," Citra said. The girl seemed to be remembering something. "Eh, wait wait wait wait, Ra! You are from the Rayyansyah family, and Hiro was also Rayyansyah family. Means you guys ...."

The image did not continue its sentence when it saw the nod from Ara.

"He's my cousin. His son Om Zack," answered Ara clarified the presumption that was in the mind of the current image. "Papa Rio's sister."