Marrying a Geeky Girl
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Hay everyone, long yes I do not say hello may loyal readers always be healthy, for now I am not active lg write in Noveltoon I write a lot on *******. but today I want to continue the story yes I once promoted.this is the story footage.
Chapters 1.
“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.”
“Let my mom transfer to UKS.” reply me.
“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.”
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“Stop Juna.” exclaim bu Dew makes me brake suddenly.
“Stop here bu?” I turned my gaze to the village on the edge of town.
“Iya here.” bu Dew immediately get off the motor.
“Always home mom where?”
“In situ.” bu Dewun stopped his finger at a house not far from where my motor stopped. My eyeballs follow the direction of his index finger. Looks like a simple house that looks outdated inedible age. I feel pity, ma'am dew is right from among those who are not.
“Erga!!” screams the voice of women from inside the house of the Dewun.
“Mother? that's like mom's voice?!” said the Dewun maam who just ran straight into the house. I, curious, soon followed him into the house.
“Mother what's wrong mom?” panicked Tanya ma Dew approached her mother into the room.
“Grow, Erga.. Erga..” replied the middle-aged woman pointed at the tiny baby who was stiffly spread on the bed.
“Erga! Erga why ma'am?!” exclaim mom Dew is no less panicked, shake the baby's shake but her tiny body does not respond and twitch.
“Mother Don't know, arrived Erga like this.” middle-aged woman was also suspended in the afterlife of Dew, visible clear liquid that began to wet her beautiful face.
“Erga convulsions bu, we have to take him to the hospital.” bu Dewun looks increasingly panicked.
“But I have no money, you have money?” mom Dew was silent, her face was riled up.
“Bring it to the hospital ma'am, let my cost bear.” said like a hero of bad luck when the money in my pocket there is only 50 thousand rupiah.
“Juna, don't you joke?” mom looked surprised at my words.
“Iya son, the cost of the hospital is expensive.” timpal parents bu Dewun who also looks hesitant while looking at my delivery who is still wearing SMA uniform.
“I'm serious mom, I will help bear the cost.” answered I'm sure, mengagatkan my successful parents must have money.“It's fast we bring this baby, before it's too late.” I said, seeing the baby getting more helpless.
“I..Yes, we take it to the hospital.”
“Just get my motor bu, let's be fast.”
“I..iya, my mom took the Juna motorbike only yes, later my mother followed.” the middle-aged woman named Sari just nodded slowly. Me and my mom went out of the house to the hospital.
Shortly after my bike stopped at a hospital, the tiny baby was immediately handled by medics.We waited in front of the IGD room with uneasiness. Seen the tears of the Dew that continues to pour, I want to feel like I wiped his tears like a scene in the soap opera.
Before long a man in a white suit came out of the IGD.“ roomHow is my baby doing doc?” ask mom Dewun panic.
“The situation is stable bu, but must still get intensive care, we will transfer it to the inpatient room.” explained the doctor.
“Alhamdulillah.” bu Dew smile relieved.
“But mom has to finish her administration first,” continued the doctor.
Mom's face dimmed. I know he's worried about the administrative costs.
“We will pay for it.” I said.
“Alright then, I'm sorry first.” the doctor breezed away.
“Juna, are you sure of what you said? How will you pay for it?” tanyanya hesitated looking at me.
“I can ask my parents for money.” I replied honestly, because even lying I think Miss Dew know, I am just a schoolboy who still relies on parents.
“It's troublesome,”
“Not at all.”
“Mother will pay for it installments later.”
I just nodded, Madam Dew would not want to owe me anything. I feel very sorry for her I know the status of Miss Dewun who already has no husband, but I just knew if she had a baby with a fit economy, want to feel like I hugged her, he said, take away the sadness. Oh, my God, I fantasized again !
You can read the story in fizzo yes with the Title "Pursuing the Love of Dew Bu" free until the end, hopefully still deigned to read yes 🙏🙏