Hay Pak Teacher
The Part 73

After lunch together, Alvi gave Alana some training sheets for the preparation of the tryout later. The man faithfully accompanied the girl to study, explaining anything that Alana did not understand.

Once he tidied the beautiful dangling hair so as not to block his view to look at the beautiful face of the girl if being serious like this.

"Why?" she asked when Alana looked at him.

"Don't look, I'm Aa's gerogi." protested the girl, then went back to work on things.

Alvi gave a smile, now she no longer looked at Alana but embraced the girl's shoulder, kissing her perfectly exposed arms.

The sound of a pen placed on the table is clear, who else is the culprit if not Alana. The girl now turned back to the man who always thought perverted if with her.

"I'll see when the gini is finished." Alana grumbled, but did not prevent Alvi from going down her neck.

"Over an hour you learn, rest first, later tonight on, his brain is not forced," said Alvi kissed Alana's pink lips, then rose from her seat.

The girl's eyes sparkled, finally she was free and could play mobile phone again, she thought the question sheet given Alvi must be completed now.

"Where's my phone?" cengir Alana raised her hand, because Alvi confiscated her phone if she was studying.

"Above the nightstand. Don't go anywhere, Aa take a shower."

"I want some juice, too, Aa? if yes, what taste?"

"What aja." said Alvi from the bathroom.

"Ipi Iji," led Alana as she walked out of the room. "No taste may be anyone's whatever's in the embat." If asked, the answer is like that, never protest anything Alana made.

After making Alvocado juice and oranges, Alana returned to the room, he sighed harshly at Alvi's behavior. Towels thrown over the bed, dirty clothes lying next to dirty baskets.

As for the mess sitting casually on the sofa with a towel draped over his shoulder, of course, waiting for him to dry his hair. Alana put the nampang containing the juice in front of Alvi a little rough. Switch to the bed to take a towel and then hang it near the bathroom door, tidying up the dirty basket so as not to be as messy as before.

"The first time I set foot in Aa's house I thought Aa was neat, clean. Eh taunya I cheated," Alana grumbled as she approached Alvi, took a towel on the man's shoulder and then dried her hair.

"From the beginning was clean." Hugging the girl's waist, immersing her face on two bumps that felt very chewy. The movement of Alana that dries her hair makes Alvi's sharp nose move between the intoxicating twin mountains.

"But now I have a wife" he continued.

"Dear, Aa has a wife, a wife serves her husband, but not a maid either. If Aa can understand why you have to wait for a wife. Sendaianya from the past Aa is dirty, okay no problem, but this is Aa intentionally." Alana's lecture.

"A promise, but to want your hair to stay."

"Yes my husband." jubilant Alana heard her husband's spoiled squads.

"The female kodrat is only three if Aa forgets. Come months, give birth, and breastfeed. The other can be done by the husband."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes what?"

"Aren't you wearing Br*a Al?" alvi asked when she realized something.

"Yes, why?" relax Alana.

Alvi looked up, her gaze full of intimidating at the girl who was now standing before her. "You left the room without Br*a?" search Alvi.

"Yes, why the hell?"

"No more that Aa does not like, what if someone suddenly visits. Everything in you belongs to Aa no one can see it."

"It's so stressful for my husband." Alana's twitching on Alvi's cheeks.

The girl broke Alvi's embrace on her waist.

"Where are you going?"

"No need to." Back to pull Alana into his arms. "Let's be easier." grinned the man, lifting Alana's tiny body to sit on his lap.

"No need to pervert." Alana warned. "It's still broad daylight, the juice's in the air."

In the mouth said do not pervert but the girl's hand seemed to give access to Alvi to do more.

"What date is it?" plays the neck of Alvi's shirt.

"Four November."

"What day is it?"

"Of course, I can't forget." Alana's smile instantly expanded, the man would definitely not forget his brojol day.

"Thursday, the last day you tryout after a few days off," Alvi relaxed.

"Not that." upset Alana.

"Keep what?"

"A really don't know? ah, make a bad mood during the day." The girl came down from the lap of her husband, upset at Alvi's reply who had no memory of her birthday at all.

"What is your unfulfilled desire?"

"Watching the Astro live concert in South Korea, my father never sigijinin" Alana said from the balcony.

"Oh."

***

Since coming out of the room the girl continued to pout her lips, upset about the behavior of Alvi at dawn. Had he not obeyed the man's wishes, now he could not have woken up, where today is Monday, there is a tryout. His name is in the first order which means session one.

"The elves are Al,"

The girl did not reply, instead speeding up her eating speed, making Alvi sigh to see him, it seemed like she would get a tantrum again today.

Eating in a hurry to make Alana choke, Alvi swiftly took drinking water for her girl.

"She said slow." Omel Alvi rubbed the corner of Alana's lips. "It's still seven." Glancing at the watch on his wrist.

"Fifty jim seven," Alana's lips rose from her seat leaving Alvi alone at the dinner table. He unceasingly glanced at the watch on his wrist, almost half eight, but Alvi had yet to bring up his nose stem.

"Aren't you going to take me to school?" nagging Alana after Alvi got into the car.

"Yes, why?"

"wear nanya. Don't be the same Aa dong, Aa tuh ten o'clock just be a supervisor, want to leave at what time will not be late."

The girl's nagging stopped when Alvi quickly kissed the thin lips that had been scolding her, even the man slightly meluma*tnya.

"What the hell." Pushing rough Alvi's body. "Road hunt!"

The girl's face grew sour, when in the middle of the road found a fairly time-consuming traffic jam, he did not even mention Alvi's questions.

Removing her confusion and frustration, the girl preferred to lean her head, playing with the car glass.

Seeing someone knocking on her car glass, Alana squinted her eyes, as if she recognized the motorbike's ride. Out of curiosity he lowered the car glass.

"Sir Dirga...."

...TBC...

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