Mr. Tajir Teacher VS Bar-Bar Girl
Upset About Rusty?

Today there was the first English lesson after Candice was in the third grade. Mona has also been moved into the classroom and sits on the front bench close to the teacher, while Candice remains at the back with Prince Rusdy. Unfortunately, even though he was a child of English blaster, he could not at all on these subjects. But the existence of Hans who is a teacher in the subject, forcing Candice not to get sleepy. He forced himself to continue to pay attention to every tenses formula that made his eyes until his head was twitching, well, unless Rusdy kept talking to him.

"How dare you, Cand. It could be, yes, a Caucasian-faced child does not understand English at all," murmured Rusdy gave satire.

Candice sighed while rolling her eyeballs. "Had known my father had left, still astonished. If you want a more reasonable insinuation dong, Rus!" his nag.

"Okay, sorry, sorry. Just kidding. There is no intention of sending you to your father who stopped by," said Rusdy. "But, Cand, are you really hurt like this by falling off the bike?"

"You think I'm out of a fight?"

"Yes, maybe. You are good at riding a motorcycle, it feels impossible if you fall alone. Unless someone makes you fall."

Candice sighed. "You are my friend, Rus. You know so much about me. And it's true, I fell off the bike, but not because of an accidental accident. Except the accident I made myself. I ran into Old Banggka's car. She's playing at home, having committed adultery with my mother."

"Hmm, be patient, Can. If you know that, I followed you yesterday. We'll burn the car."

"She said he was repentant?"

"Better of brawl doang. After all, Tua Bangka is indeed obliged to finish. He brainwashed your mother. Who knows until you play pellet everything, until your mother actually klepek-clepek so. Later if their relationship is discovered, it continues to be viral, it will be berabe. Your name will also be ugly."

"I was planning to kill the old man, Rusdy. But later when I'm old enough, let me be put to death."

"Justice!"

"Haha. Silly huh? I didn't make a mistake, but I wanted to disappear."

"We're just looking for our own future, Cand."

"My future is too bleak, Rusdy."

Hans, who was in front of the class, continued to watch Candice and Rusdy talking, but he was still busy explaining. I don't know why it feels upset. Either upset at seeing Candice as familiar as Rusdy, or just upset that her explanation was ignored by the two of them. Though previously, he had emphasized that Candice focus on lessons, especially when it turns out Candice who can't even speak English.

Hans turned his body and looked at the blackboard. He closed his eyes while biting his lips. Come on, he shouldn't get carried away just because of a student. That's his name he chose love. And as a teacher, it can't be like that. However ....

"Candice, swap benches with Septia. You sit in front with Mona" Hans said loudly after confronting his students again. "I noticed that Candice and Rusdy kept talking. You don't want to learn a lesson at all! Move now, Candice!"

"Ih, he always does it. It's third grade as well" said Anita who was also in the class. He is upset with Candice because Candice has made her teacher angry. The next second, Anita cupped her cheeks together and put on a cute pretentious expression. "Duh, my Mr Hans is so sorry, why the hell does Candice have to be in this class of all? Pity my beloved homeroom teacher."

Jane smiled amusedly. "Geez, Nit, really crazy about Mr Hans?" said it.

"Yes dong. Look, even in anger, he is still handsome. Your dreams!"

As Hans stared, Anita seemed to melt away. He went straight to Jane's shoulder. But Hans ignored her, because Hans also knew that Anita was often looking for attention from him.

Meanwhile, Candice was already sitting next to Mona. The front and closest to the teacher's desk! Oh christ! Candice hated sitting in that position. He hopes that only now, or if Hans insists, will be enough in Hans's lesson time.

"Hi, Candice," said Mona.

Candice glanced at her new friend. "Shut up, I'll be picked up again" he replied. Even so, he was happy to get a greeting. "Mm, hi too." He finally chose to answer.

Mona smiled as she looked at the pink hue on Candice's dull white face. Even so, Candice is still beautiful. In fact, Mona was curious about the bandages that wrapped Candice's legs and hands. But it is not time to ask deeper.

Not long after, Hans approached Candice's desk. He stood straight in front of the girl. He said, "From now on, especially at my hour, you should sit here and be barred from joining Rusdy!"

Candice rolled her eyes and looked at Hans. The guy's not kidding. It seemed like Hans' intention to make Candice become smarter was also not something that Candice could take for granted. Hans had guts, regardless of how many times Candice made Hans feel lost. Though Candice also drained Hans' wallet and made Hans lose because of the four tires of Hans' car leaked, but Hans still did not give up in resuscitating Candice.

"Well, Paaak!" said Candice loudly to make how many students stunned.

"Well, I should just!" chirps Nita. "But I also don't want to switch seats with Mona and sit with Candice."

Hans looked at Candice then smirked. The next second, he walked back to the middle. "We continue the lesson, go to the next page. Take a good look, especially Candice and Rusdy."

"Okay, Sir!" sahut Rusdy no less loud as the voice of Candice just now.

The lesson begins again. And throughout the two-hour English course, Hans kept trying not to involve his feelings. Any feeling that. As a teacher he must be fair to all his students. And although impressed as an excuse, moving Candice forward included something true, right? After all, Candice will continue to chat if still left to sit with Rusdy Prince.

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