Mr. Teacher, I Love You
30. Threats
After a few hours, finally the room was as clean and tidy as Satria wanted. Zeo feels lucky at times like this because he earns a high salary by working for a while. He also laid his body on the bed Satria, right next to Satria who was jumping his legs while reading a book.
“Lo who the hell, Sat?” ask Zeo. He still could not believe that such a luxurious house belonged to a Satria.
“Gue says you won't believe.” Satria refused to answer. Actually Zeo had asked that over and over again.
“It seems like a myth, yes, if people like you become the heir of the foundation in school?”
“It. My late son I was an only child. And who takes care of the foundation now my cousin.”
Satria closed the book, then placed it carelessly. “What the hell am I lacking? Rich, yes; smart, yes; handsome, let alone.” Satria acted cool by rubbing her hair back. “That less than me it's just love lo.” Satria blinked one of her eyelids.
Seeing that, Zeo looked amused. Satria doesn't look normal and cool in the least. “Did, bucin!” Zeo got up and quickly got out of place.
“Lo where to go?” satria asked because Zeo took her bag.
“Go home. Even though I'm yes to this house, I'm still self-aware and grateful for what God gave me.” Zeo opened his arms as if praying for rain.
“Kalo so be my wife. You will not go against the will of God and your family will get one each!”
Zeo came out of the room shaking his head. He realized that the sky was too difficult to reach. Compared to being the great mistress in this house, she was more afraid of the threat of evil parents. Apparently the soap opera had ruined Zeo's mind.
Bara drove his car into Satria's residence. He saw Zeo get out of there at a glance. It was the first time Bara had seen another disciple enter the place. He became astonished.
When Baru got out of the car, Bara had seen Satria just out of the house.
“Not him one of the schoolgirls?” bara asked pointing to the gate, where she saw Zeo.
“Iya,” replied Satria lazily.
“Why is he here? Don't you like it when someone else comes here?” ask Bara again.
“Rupanya You know right.” Satria glanced cynically. “Actually this has nothing to do with you. So don't make that girl distracted at school. I mean, release him from any punishment,” Satria said.
“I am a teacher and I will treat all my students equally, even you as well. If he does not violate the school rules, then I cannot punish him as you want,” Bara said.
“You alone know why I became a teacher.”
“Do not make me an excuse. Without your upbringing, I was able to live well for these eighteen years. I'm even worried that my good life is contaminated with your upbringing.”
“That was the past and I deeply regret it. That's why I've always been here even though you keep kicking me out. I will be responsible to you,” stressed Bara.
“What is your responsibility on me? You're not my father anymore. You are the one who broke the father and son relationship between us by leaving mother after another woman.” Satria takes up the past.
“Then I will connect it. I'll fill it with even better days,” Bara swore.
“Not necessary,” reject Satria. “In addition my best days are only as long as my mother is still around. So as always, please go, as I expel you.”
Satria turned her body. He's getting ready to go inside the house.
“Can't you tell your father this?” the word Bara pleads. “Whatever I did in the past was love!”
Satria stopped her steps for a moment. He just glanced over without looking. “Love doesn't make you hurt anyone else. That is you,” timpal Satria. He continued his steps into the house.
Is it really not love that hurts others? Then what about Bara now? I feel like someone is going to get hurt again ….
… Or the person who will be hurt.
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