Hay Pak Teacher
The Part 53

Dirga's cynical smile saw Alvi's arrival in his room early in the morning like this, he leaned his back against the back of the chair, crossed his chest still with his cynical smile.

"If I don't want to, what do you want?" dirga sering. "Don't interfere in my affairs with him. He's my student, he should be close, right?"

Alvi tekepal's hand heard Dirga's reply, his jaw hardened. A flash of anger was clearly in his eyes, but the sweet man was not disturbed at all.

"He's my guardian's son!" alvi.

"And Alana's my assistant." Dirga's reply sucks.

Alvi's long legs stepped closer to Dirga, grabbing the man's shirt collar. "Keep away my wife!"

"Wife?" Dirga laughed off Alvi's grip on his shirt. "Lo never heard of ex-wife? I'll wait for that status."

Bugh

A bogeman landed on Dirga's sweet face until he fell down next to his chair. Alvi pulled back the collar of the man's shirt.

Once again Dirga laughed cynically at Alvi's treatment of him, they indeed often argue but only this time the man hit him.

"Shun my wife, or you die at my hands!"

"We've known since High School, and during that time you've always been one step ahead of my Vi, achievement? The tania? I salalu gave up on that. But now, no longer, the cave will fight for what I want!" firmly Dirga stomped Alvi's hand.

The chemistry teacher was increasingly furious to hear Dirga's confession, does that mean Dirga will seize his little girl?

Believing in disbelief, Alvi's self-confidence is slightly reduced. Her girl often complains about her too cold and stiff attitude, it is likely that Alana will leave her.

"Gue make sure your wish will not be achieved, Alana is only mine, and will forever remain so!" grumbled Alvi, his teeth grumbling, ready to raise his fists a second time, but the hand hung in the air hearing the voice of someone from outside the door.

"Can I come in?" ask a girl who is none other than Alana.

"Wait!" sahut Dirga but his sneaky gaze he lay on Alvi.

"How would Alana respond if she saw you in my room? with my face like this? disappointed? angry?"

Alvi begeming, he was like a fool now, just because of a woman.

"Lake in!" right Dirga said that, Alana opened the door, slightly stunned to see Alvi's whereabouts here, instead of the man saying there was no class and going to the office?

"A...Mr. Alvi." bowed down to Alana politely then passed the man who was staring at her flat, approaching the sweet man in his chair.

Notya went Alvi instead leaned his body on the door leaf, crossed his chest, staring flat at the two people in front of him.

"Already sir." girang Alana gave up the task given Dirga. "Now I'm officially an assistant to Dirga, right?" tanyanya expectantly.

Dirga glanced at Alvi at a glance then snatched the duties of the girl in front of him. "Actually you qualify, but I don't accept married students, what else if her husband forbids."

"Udah's permission, sir." Alana turned her head, looking at Alvi who was still unmoved in her place. "Well, sir?" the girl threw a smile at Alvi making the man wither away for a moment.

Alvi breathed a rough breath, then nodded he did not want his wife's happy face to be lost just because of his selfishness, this is his business and Dirga, Alana did not need to know.

"Yes!" cheer Alana. "That means I'm officially dong's assistant to Dirga's sir." Alana stepped closer about to hug the burly body behind the table, but the dehemen from behind resuscitated her, making her groan and just shaking the sweet man's hand.

"Congratulations." said Dirga.

"Have you?" Alvi was already overheated seeing the two look very familiar.

"The corner of Dirga's lips why is it bleeding?" Alana just realized that. "I'm taking it, sir." Just about to touch the corner of the sweet man's lips, his hand was pulled by someone.

"Have you? we're going." Alvi pulls Alana's bare hands out of the room which could have made her lose control in front of the beautiful haired girl.

Without much protest Alana followed, wherever Alvi pulled her until they reached the front of the girl's class.

"Sir Alvi isn't going to the office?" confused Alana.

"Just want to go."

"Who am I going home with? oh I'm going home with Brother El aja, ntar Pak Alvi pick me up at Oma's house."

"No!" alvi. "I'm picking it up, don't leave class until I come, it's very hot outside."

"Captain ready." salute Alana and enter her class where all eyes are now on her.

"Pengen husband also, can not Mr. Alvi, Dirga sir so." other timpal.

***

As promised to Alana, now Alvi finished his work faster, the rest he left to his assistant, he did not want to make his girl wait and overheat, what else Alana still looks pale.

On the street he accidentally saw a very beautiful flower shop, his legs and hands moving according to his brain, stopping in front of the flower figure.

Again all eyes were on him, but he ignored, in his eyes there was only one woman in this world who was attractive.

"Good day sir, how can I help you?" the employees welcomed him.

"What kind of flowers do teenage girls like?" asked Alvi confused about which to choose, afraid not to suit her girl's taste.

"So far ordering Pink roses, red roses, and sunflowers in wholesale by the young Master."

"Give the most beautiful and beautiful!" pinta Alvi while looking at the flowers that look the same in her eyes, she does not understand about flowers.

The servant of the figure gave her a bouquet of sunflowers. "If you love a cheerful and energetic girl, these sunflowers are a great fit sir."

The corner of her lips was almost raised imagining how Alana would react if she gave the flower.

"Sir."

"That's it."

"His greeting card?"

"Make it as romantic as possible." Alvi's orders make the employee smile, lucky for the girl in love with this man, he thought.

Even the female visitors in the flower figure, biting her fingertips, fascinated by the good looks and also the romance of Alvi.

The man sends a message to his girl after being in front of the school, telling Alana to quit the class. Her heart raced faster seeing Alana getting closer to her car, not knowing how to give the flower to Alana.

"Older A." asked Alana after being in the car, not forgetting she kissed the back of Alvi's hand.

"Just now."

"Flowers." muttered Alana when she accidentally saw a very beautiful bouquet of flowers in the back seat, her smile really expands the seromantic Alvi?

"Why?"

"Whose flower is A?" kepo Alana, turning her body to take a bouquet of flowers in the back seat, made Alvi hold her plate so as not to fall. "It's really pretty."

Alvi took a sip of his saliva a few times, it felt so embarrassing to be romantic like this.

"Flower Devan, left in the car earlier." lied Alvi, not wanting to admit.

"Oh." Alana throws the bouquet back into the back seat. Disappointed by Alvi's answer, she thinks Alvi will give her a flower, uh it turns out to belong to Devan.

"If you like to be taken."

"No!" sahut Alana jutek's. "I can buy it myself." threw his eyes out watching the skyscrapers he passed.

"Aa mementin."

"No need, I know a beautiful flower shop, if necessary I buy all the shops and employees." said Alana.

"Well!"

"What?"

"Aa who bought the flowers for you." - Honestly Alvi.

"Bodo very!"

...TBC...

Fail Romantic nih the mountain Es🙈