
Orin waited for the teacher in his room as Mr. Marcel said. Orin seemed to be watching the entire room, everything was neat and clean. Tired of just sitting there, Orin finally pulled out his phone which had been stored in a bag. He rounded his eyes when he saw the many messages and calls from Aneta. Now he really cursed his cousin who had called until the early hours of that day.
"Basar brother Jerry si*lan because he said he wanted to move to Indonesia so I'm the hard one. I think if he really moved here would bother me? Noel's brother isn't here anyone else wants to help him here!" Monologue Orin to himself.
Tired of seeing the contents of his phone that was just so-so he also lay his head on the table. Suddenly drowsiness attacked him until he forgot if he should not fall asleep and wait for the killer teacher.
On the other hand, Marcel is done to give additional lessons to his students. He soon returns to meet Orin. When he reached his room, he rounded his eyes when he saw Orin who was asleep with his mouth slightly open instead of disgusting but it made him even more beautiful.
For a moment Marcel was fascinated by the beauty that Orin had but he immediately discarded those thoughts. According to Marcel they are of a very much different level. Orin is from a wealthy family while he is the son of an orphanage who is not clear who his parents are. And also his arrival at the school has a special mission from someone who sent him.
"Hum...!" Marcel's deheman's voice echoed in the room but it didn't wake Orin's deep sleep either.
Many times Marcel made a sound but Orin never opened his eyes, making Marcel shake his head. Orin slept like a fainted. Marcel had to wake Orin by shaking his beautiful shoulders.
"But mom Orin is still so sleepy! five minutes to go!" Orin nodded without seeing who was shaking his shoulder.
Without realizing Marcel even slightly pulled his lips feel funny with the behavior of Orin who likes to argue and when sleeping was still refuted.
"Build this Orin school not your room!"
Hearing that special heavy voice instantly awakened the consciousness of Orin dancing in the dreamland. Immediately he stood up where made his head pulsate instantly and by reflex Marcel caught Orin's unbalanced body.
After gaining consciousness immediately Marcel released Orin's shoulder which made Orin's tiny body fall to the floor.
"A...!" He was strangled when his ass smelled the coldness of Marcel's floor.
"Sorry reflexes!" Marcel said without sin and then set his foot on his seat of greatness, lingering close to Orin making his heart pound.
"Orin Quenby Winata, a student who won a national level English debate but got a C and even a D in math?" Marcel asked where Orin opened his mouth in surprise. Even they had only met twice but it was already that far Marcel knew about him.
Orin was just speechless not to answer, especially what to answer because it is true what Marcel said. But what he did not understand was whether it was that easy to know his flaws.
"So what punishment is appropriate for a student who's been twice as late as you?"
"Don't be punished again dong sir, yesterday mom has punished me and it feels like my body is still all sick!" Orin's protest was just a punishment again? Oh no no he won't let that.
"Schoolers like you if left alone will infect other students." Marcel replied without concern for Orin's surprise anymore. Orin had been with Marcel for a while but had been surprised twice by Marcel's scathing remarks. Orin increasingly does not understand why God also created a model human like Marcel.
It was like he was cursing the spicy-mouthed man in front of him but somehow to argue it felt like he could not. Looking at the look of his sharp but shady eyes it slightly made his heart tingle. But Orin didn't care about it let alone he just felt it.
"I'd better give you the punishment for learning private math lessons with me!"
"No no!" Orin answered quickly. Orin had to meet every day with a man as cold as an iceberg and his mouth as a hot pepper.
"Then do you want me to tell you all this with your parents, and then they'll withdraw all the facilities they've been given?"
Damn it! The man in front of him was indeed very surprising. In addition to cold and spicy mouth he is also like being able to read the minds of others or maybe he is a psychic.
"Don't tell mom and dad!" Please Orin while clenching both hands in front of the chest. Marcel's words were true that his mommy yesterday had warned if Orin again made trouble he would withdraw all the facilities he had received.
"Well if that's what you want then there's no other choice, you'll have to go with me for extra hours!" Orin could only nod obediently. He was already completely at a loss for words normally if he got into this kind of trouble he would ask his daddy for help and all the trouble was over. But for his new teacher Orin's a little trouble.
"Get off the schedule I'll tell you later and you've agreed so can't refuse anymore."
With a feeling of annoyance and mixed Orin came out of the room that he now dubbed the hell of the world. The teacher could just throw himself out. Oh no it's so embarrassing.
Orin went along the corridors of his school and until he finally reached his classroom. His friends looked at Orin with pity, they already knew a little about the famous new teacher killer. While Orin never cared about the gossip in the WhatsApp chat where it made him get bad luck like this.
"Rin really seems to have run out of Mr Marcel's room?" Tempta Aneta who is now sitting next to him.
"I mean you?" Orin's question still doesn't understand Aneta's question.
"Yes, your body is very lackluster like a hab...!" Aneta had not been able to continue his speech Orin who had understood the direction of Aneta's speech immediately cut him off.
"Don't think of the macem deh, I'm really tainted with the same people. I was told private tutoring with him anyway, very nice!"
"One of you said it too late, I called from the morning!"
"Lu called him late Bambank, you should have told me from Semalem. This is also because Jerry's brother who called didn't know the rules!"
"Sister Jerry? Your cousin's brother in Italy?" Ask Aneta enthusiastically. Aneta knows a little about Jerry because he met several times when Jerry visited Indonesia and Orin also sometimes tells about Jerry's life.
"Hem, don't ask me too many questions to go to bed again!" Orin answered and closed his eyes again, not caring about Aneta who grumbled at him.