Marrying a Geeky Girl
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My loyal readers, may you always be healthy..

As usual I need your input, after the novel "Love In Bitter Memories" which is about to expire I will release a new story, guess you guys want me to write a story about Rai and a friend that's not a high school flasback, or want my new story?

Not yet I give the title anyway, guess what exact title? gendre romantic comedy, this is 1 chapter of the story.

New Novel

“Loe, sit there dong.” I drove a friend of mine to sit on the back bench.

“Why loe, if maths lessons want to sit in front continue?” protest the owner of a bench named Ridwan.

“Gue if you squirm the numbers are not clear, already there.” drive me, Ridwan also with a lazy expression moved from his stool. I smiled with satisfaction, obviously no one dared to go against me. Arjuna Danarjaya was the only son of a victorious pengusha. Beautiful face, thick pockets, and skin that is quite bright. Making the women in my school a lot of people approaching. But nothing can melt my heart but Daniar Dew. Who is Dewun? obviously you won't know, because you're not one like me.

Moments later I heard footsteps approaching my class. I can feel that. The adoration of my heart came, which was none other than my math teacher, whose widow had one child.

“Good morning son.” sure enough, his voice sounded so melodious like symphony in my ears.

Dew, a shady woman with a clear age above me. Her name was very appropriate, her face was beautiful and very soothing like dew in the morning that soaked the weeds of weeds. Since the beginning of entering High School this feeling of liking arises and continues to grow like in the sow of manure until now I will soon graduate from this High School. I was quite self-conscious, never did I dare to express my feelings, afraid that if Mother Dew branded me an impolite student.

“Children, remove your material book yes.” Deut Bu Dewun.

“Arjuna, where's your material book?” reprimand the Dew bu, disperse my daydream that was hypnotized with her beautiful face.

“Sorry mom,” said I immediately pulled out my material book and followed the eyes of the students. With my focus on listening to it, not listening to the material of course, but listening to the beauty and sound of the merdunya, making me sometimes have to repeat the material at home because there is not a single thing that enters my head, even though I was sitting on the front bench.

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In the afternoon I tidied up my book and headed to the parking lot to go home.

I saw the Dew that was standing outside the school yard waiting for public transport. Miss Dew seems to be from the ordinary, she never brought a private vehicle to school, making me feel sorry to see it. I was eager to switch professions to become a public transport driver to drive him home. I squinted my eyes, looking at the Dew maam who was slightly bending over and holding her stomach.

What's wrong with him?

I immediately ran up to him.“Mom what's not it?” manyworry.

Bu Dew puffing his face makes me say the word Subhanallah repeatedly in the heart, the face is so beautiful if seen up close. God's perfect creation.

“Arjuna, you haven't come home?”

“Not yet, mommy what's not?” I looked back at his slightly pale face.

“What's up, just a little stomach pain.”

“No need, I want to go straight home.”

I see a quiet road, there is also no public anguktan passing.“Angkotnya kaya is still long, what if I take between aja bu?” tawalku.

“Not a hassle?” tanyanya doubt.

“No.” I replied straightforwardly.it is a blessing if I can drive him home every day.my mind is tense.

“Then, sorry to bother.” dipper together. My heart cheered happily at her answer.

“Nerepotin kok bu, bentar ya I take my motor first.” I immediately ran as fast as lightning to visit parking .“Please go up bu.” I said when I came back to him.

Bu Dew was silent.

“Arjuna, is there no other motor?” tanyanya looked at my hatori ninja bike.

“There's bu.”

“Oya, already use another motor only.” reply spirit.

“But Ridwan motor bu.” my word plain.

Bu Dew sighed disappointed.“Why use this motor why bu?”

“The motor is big, mom is not used to riding it, fear of falling.” she replied a little embarrassed. His plain reply made me anxious to kiss him. Astagfirulloh!!

“No fall ma'am, tight grip only to me.” while diving drink water, my seat.

Bu Dew for a moment looks confused, but his face looks more pale.“Yasudah.” said later, riding my bike.

“Handle bu.” sayku . Miss Dew also wrapped her hand on my pocket. Makes my hair goosebumps not because of fear but because of the stung touch.

“Already.”

...“We leave yes bu.” reply me who immediately drove my iron horse to the house of the Dewun bu. It must be my lucky day.my inner happy....

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