Hay Pak Teacher
Part 4's

The girl in white gray clothes drove her favorite scoopy motor above average speed. Accustomed to waking his beloved mother makes him wake up bad luck.

Along the way he continued to pray, so that the kiler teacher he had been avoiding had important business.

Pip.

Unceasingly Alana rang her motorcycle club like a fishmonger. Ignoring the annoyed gazes at the people he managed to overtake with his motorbike.

A fortune to him, the fence has not been in the lock and also it seems that Mr. Agus teacher Bk today is not on patrol.

"Safe." his mumbling stroked the chest.

He parked his bike next to the Avegas core's large motorbike, after which he ran down the school corridor towards his class. Along the corridor he continued reciting the Prayer.

Brug

"I'm sorry, sorry" he said without seeing who the person he hit then continued in his footsteps.

Brakes

He pushed the door so hard, it was fortunate that there was no teacher in it yet, making him breathe a sigh of relief. Butwait? there's a package book on the teacher's desk, is not-don't Mr. Alvi has come.

Ah bodo thought alana very much, the important thing is that she can enter the study. He stroked his chest back leisurely towards his chair, yet he had time to sit down the baritone voice startling him.

"Who told you to sit down!"

Deg, that voice, the voice he was avoiding. He turned around and sure enough there was already Mr. Alvi standing in his cool style.

Mr. Alvi noticed the watch on his wrist. "Five minutes, forty-nine seconds" he said, looking back at Alana.

"You haven't forgotten my rules, have you?"

"Sorry sir, I will not repeat it again." said Alana, she can not go out, today there is a repetition.

"Say the rules I made!"

"There is no forum in the forum, other subject books should not be on the table, students who are late by five minutes can not follow the lesson." replied Alana quickly.

Mr. Alvi turned around then sat in his great chair. "Wait what else please come out, your friends will learn!" Mr. Alvi raised his hand to let Alana out of class.

Alana clenched her strong hand on her side trying to dampen the anger within her. "Just five minutes, forty-nine seconds, sir. Why are you so calculated?" Alana looks up trying to look into the sharp eyes of Mr. Alvi.

"This one time let me take my class." Alana put her hands together in front of her chest, she did not want to disappoint her two parents.

Alana's classmates can only watch without being able to do anything, Mr. Alvi is famous for being cold and obedient.

In the back row of the bench, there was Azka but she just slept without caring about the commotion.

"just?" mr. Alvi's gaze grew sharper. "If a doctor only has 30 minutes to save a person, but the doctor is 49 seconds late? you think that patient survived?"

Enough, Alana is fed up with the teacher in front of her, it's useless to argue with stubborn teachers like Mr. Alvi. Before leaving Alana took the time to look at Mr. Alvi.

"Sir Alvi is the most annoying teacher in the world!" the upset.

Mr. Alvi who was busy with his book looked back at Alana when he heard the narration of his student.

"Have you met all the teachers in the world until you said that? if not, meet them first before saying that to me." replied with an annoying expression.

Pissed off? of course Alana was upset at Mr. Alvi wanted it to feel like he was clawing at that haughty face.

Alana walked towards the cafeteria just that was a place that could make Alana calm down, of course by eating as much.

"Gue I swear you can't be a mate, you om-om." The swearing keeps coming out of Alana's tiny mouth.

About the status of Mr. Alvi, all Angkasa High School students know that now Mr. Alvi is not close to anyone. And worse yet he never dated or close to women. Still new coy, make the girls klepek-klepek.

"No need to do it!" His grunt.

Alana continues to vent her frustration through food, already two bowls of meatballs, 10 rb siomay, 1 bottle of drink has not been able to relieve her frustration.

Azka and Salsa just gawked at the behavior of this girl in front of him. Azka even had time to think in the stomach of Alana was a crocodile.

Yes Salsa and Azka approached Alana in the cafeteria after the hour-break bell rang.

"Tujang, the meat's one more!" Tariak Alana waved her hand at the seller of meatballs.

"Shut up, I'm not in the mood to talk to you guys!" alana Sentak.

"Have I tried wrong?" salsa said, pointing to herself, the feeling she had nothing wrong with Alana.

"The two of you didn't know me."

"Gue knew Mr. Alvi was over, but you were also Al's fault." Azka opened her voice.

Alana stopped her eating, placed the spoon randomly on the table, then looked at Azka with a sigh. "Lo belain pak Alvi on my appeal Ka?" alana asked with a look of disbelief.

"Because of him I don't follow the daily repetition, I have to say what the same father Ka." Alana's voice harrumphed hoarse. He was afraid that his father would be disappointed because every month Kevin's father always checked his activities at school.

Salsa poked her lips, pulled Alana then hugged her. Salsa knew Alana was afraid her parents' trust was lost and instead forbade her from doing so.

"Om Kevin must understand, that's when you're sad, not ashamed to see noh." point Salsa at the canteen.

They were not looking at Alana but Azka.

"Gue is beautiful so look at it." said Alana Pede, then laughed.

Azka also has her smile stroking Alana's shoulder but accidentally touches Salsa's hand.

Salsa reflexively withdrew her hand, looking at Azka with a cynical look. "Not hold on!" his jolt.

"It used to be comfortable to hold." murmured Azka.

"Not to let go of your past!" salsa got up from her seat. "I went to class." Salsa melengos gone.

Azka looked at Salsa's back further away with a difficult look, only Azka knew how she was going now.

Azka took out a piece of paper in her pants pocket then handed it to Alana. "Kerjain abis was deposited into Pak Alvi."

"Can't you?"

"Lo forgot who I was." Azka raised her eyebrows. "Lo's riding a bike, right?"

Alana cuddling.

"Be careful going home" she ruffled Alana's hair.

Alana frowned, there were suspicious smells. "Lo want to skip again?"

"Hm."

"Where are you going?"

"habit."

"Laughter again?" Alana.

"Don't report to mami." Azka said.

Alana nodded back in agreement to Azka's request. She knew Azka didn't want her mom to worry.

Azka got up from her seat and walked out of the canteen with her hands in her pants pocket, what a beautiful sight for women.

***

Alana snorted, just now she was about to take a break, Azka was already bothering her. If only he had no pity on that man who now needed his help, perhaps he would have continued the drakor marathon.

Oh no Alana is not as bad as it would let Azka be in pain without anyone treating her, however Azka one of her friends sometimes sucks.

Alana mamandangi appearance in front of the mirror, white jens pants with matching color shirt in a cardigan dress in the color of coksu, and do not forget the white shoes make the appearance is perfect.

"It's so pretty lo Al." she praised herself for patting her cheeks. "Whose son is it? Mother Anin dong's son."

This is how daily Alana he will praise and answer his own questions if in front of the sneer before leaving. His feelings were not satisfied before he did that.

If not us? then who will praise us?

That is what Alana always says whenever someone rebukes her Narcissist.

...TBC...