Hay Pak Teacher
The Part 46

The hour hand shows the number 9, but Alana's task has not been completed. The girl unceasingly puffed her cheeks and then poked her lips. Swipe the cursor here and there but the edit is not finished yet. Where is the Indonesian assignment at tomorrow's gathering.

He let out a rough sigh, leaning his body on the back of the chair. His eyes twitched at the laptop in front of him.

Alvi who had just come out of the bathroom approached the beautiful haired girl, then stood beside Alana's chair while rubbing her wet hair with a small towel.

"Why?" tanyanya when she saw Alana pouting.

"I was told to create content, but didn't understand the editing." Alana pouted at Alvi.

Alvi just dares to understand grabbing the mouse where Alana's hand is, then explores the video editing application to help the beautiful barambut girl complete her task.

Alana degrades when a drop of water soaks her shoulders, of course the water comes from Alvi's hair.

"It's a habit of not wanting hair first." Alana grumbled up from her seat, then told Alvi to sit in his place earlier.

"Ribet."

"Here let me want Aa's hair." Alana grabs a small towel in Alvi's hand and stands behind the man. Gently rubbing Alvi's dense hair while paying attention to how to edit the man.

"You don't..."

"Not knowing." cut Alvi.

Upset by Alvi's answer, he pushed the man's head forward. "Ngapain is cut Aa!" the upset. "Aa lot changed tau," honestly Alana, behind this Alvi changed a lot if with him, and it made him very upset.

"Changed?" bingun Alvis.

"Yes, add the slob!"

How not, Alana said that, Alvi getting slovenly in her eyes, home from work the usual coat hanging neatly is now just thrown onto the sofa, and, after bathing instead of wanting the man's hair instead sat back down casually, not caring about his clothes wet or not, making Alana always take the initiative to dry them.

Alvi gave a smile without Alana noticing, not without reason she did all these things. He wanted to be noticed and served by Alana but was ashamed to ask for it himself. The hair he intentionally did not dry so that Alana dried it as it is today.

After drying Alvi's hair, Alana was about to leave but her hands were pulled by the men.

"Where are you going?"

"Take a chair." replied Alana, can't she stand up?

"No need to." Alvi pulled Alana's hand a little tight making the girl's body stagger and fall on her lap "Look this way."

"Aa." cried Alana shocked at Alvi's actions.

Notya denied Alvi instead put her chin on Alana's shoulder and continued her pending edit.

Alana moved uncomfortably on the lap of the lekaki when she felt something down there harden.

Alvi held down Alana's ping with one of her hands. "Don't move you make me nervous" whispered Alvi in her hoarse voice.

The more Alana moves something down there the harder it gets.

Clique

Alana developed her smile, as she watched Alvi finish her edit. Although still on the verge of nervousness he tried to make a sound.

"Please Aa." he tried to be casual.

There was no reply from Alvi, only the burly hand was coiled around her slender waist. He gulped his saliva when he felt a warm breath touch the niche of his neck, then the kiss landed there.

"Aa." said Alana holding her breath.

"I want you tonight."

Alana's body stiffened, she was not a plain girl who did not understand the meaning of Alvi's sentence just now. It's just that he's not ready for it.

"Alana." call Alvi in a hoarse voice. As a normal man, living in a room for a long time with Alana of course he wanted it, it was enough he tortured himself to resist the desire.

"Who's first love?" Alana's diverting the conversation.

"I've never been in love."

"So I'm the first?" the happy twinkle was clearly imprinted on Alana's face. "Frist kiss Aa."

"You."

"really?"

"Hm." lazy Alvi, he knew this girl on his lap was deliberately stalling. All right, he'll play around for a second.

"Aa's also Frist kiss me, but not with first love." honestly Alana.

After the hug on Alana's waist loosened, Alvi was disappointed with the answer made by his wife. Who's the lucky guy who managed to get Alana's first love? Is the girl in front of him still in love with the man so he refuses his invitation?

"Who?" alvi asked coldly, her desire rubbing just like that.

"Dito." honestly Alana did not want to hide anything from Alvi, she did not want any misunderstanding between the two of them later.

"Do you like her?"

"Yes.."

Her jaw hardened, her face flushed red at Alana's reply just now. So all this time he loved women who loved other men? why is he so stupid to put his heart that fast on Alana? Will he be disappointed a second time with a creature called a woman?

Alana stroked her hardened jaw, perhaps fearing the gaze she laid. "But it used to be A when I was in XI class, but it's quiet that Dito just thinks I'm a sister."

Is he smiling cynically? A sister? that was not what he caught from Dito's gaze on their wedding day. Clearly Dito's eye-pink implies a deep-seated love for his wife.

"It's just the past, now I just love Aa." Alana kissed Alvi's thick lips but there was no reply from the man.

He knew Alvi was angry now, her tiny hands cupped both of Alvi's cheeks. "May I ask you something?"

There was no answer just the sharp glare he got.

"A's love with me?" Alana paused her sentence, then took a deep breath and then exhaled. "I don't want to do it on the basis of na*su, but I want to do it on the basis of love."

"I'm calling A." He tried to avoid Alvi's gaze. He threw himself back at Alvi who had no idea what he was doing at his desk. He was disappointed with the man's response.

A sobbing sound escaped on the thin lips of the beautiful haired girl, afraid of Alvi's gaze, not the sharp gaze she got, but rather the gaze full of anger. What's wrong if he's honest?

Alvi ruffled her hair hearing Alana's sobbing. He cursed himself, could not control his emotions, fortunately he did not hit the beautiful haired girl.

He stepped onto the bed, slept next to Alana and hugged the girl from behind. "Sorry."

"I don't like that A look, I'm afraid." Alana honestly shook.

Alvi pulled Alana's shoulder to face her, wiping the girl's tears with her thumb. "Sorry."

"Promise never to repeat again?" Alana hung her little finger in the air.

"Hm, but don't ever talk about the other guy in front of me!"

Alana nodded enthusiastically, then looked at Alvi's stern jaw, stroking gently with her finger. "Aa love with me? if he makes me a full possession" Alana asked.

"You ready?" Alvi gave a smile, now his little wife is getting naughty with him.

"But slowly," said Alana hid her face in the field of Alvi. Actually he was afraid, most of the novels he read, the first night was very painful.

"Surely."

...TBC...

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