Mr. Teacher, I Love You
5. Socks Roll

“Lo is my girlfriend,” Zeo admits with a heavy heart, “but you don't have to be more relaxed, until you pick up everything. The show is still a while.”

“Gue don't pick you up, Stupid!”

At that moment Zeo hoped that a huge rock would fall from the sky towards him, drowning him in the ground. It was better than the shame he was facing right now.

“Terus ...” Ah, Zeo's tongue feels muddy. If he were to just shut up, it would further destroy his pride.

“Continue why you come here?” ask Zeo cynically.

Satria took her back off the bike. He walked towards Zeo by holding a paper bag. Then he threw the bag at Zeo. “That dress make you to the party later,” said Satria.

Thanks, Sat, Inner Zeo.

Rich girlfriends are different from other girlfriends who only capitalize on love. Now Zeo has a chance to escape from this strange dress.

“Not done. I already have,” reject Zeo while throwing the bag back into the arms of Satria.

After the various words Zeo threw at Satria, it was not right for Zeo to take the dress for granted. Zeo could only hope that Satria would not take his heart.

“Keep you want to be shy I wear that dress?!” exclaims Satria while pointing at the red dress that is still attached to Zeo's body.

“Which why? My word is good, kok.” Zeo opened both of her hands to show the dress completely. “She also wears this dress for her first date.” Eventually Zeo betrays himself for self-respect.

“Lo is still a high school boy, stupid. Not aunts anymore. You should wear a dress that is younger in color and not above the knee,” Satria said. He returned the bag to Zeo.

Aunts who are in love? Zeo was completely humiliated by it, but she was even more humiliated while wearing the dress. Besides, there are aunts who wear dresses that short.

“Whatever lo, deh.” Zeo did not give up. She was more afraid if the dress was taken up again than losing the debate.

“Iya. It's up to me.”

Suddenly Satria kissed Zeo's forehead. Although it was just a kiss, it lasted quite a long time. Surprisingly Zeo did not dodge in the slightest. He's freezing.

After letting go of his kiss, Satria said nothing. He got on his bike and just left. Even after Satria's motorbike vanished for quite a while, Zeo still did not move from its place. He was instead wondering for what he did just—pasrah.

Despite wondering, Zeo immediately ignored the whole question. Besides, a kiss like that means nothing at all. She had already gotten such a kiss several times—from her father, her mother, and her brother. Oh, Tiwi also once gave such a kiss. Zeo returned to his room.

“Who was it?” ask Tiwi.

“Courier. Temen I have a dress buyin suddenly,” replied Zeo lying.

Tiwi immediately pulled the bag and opened it. Apparently the bag contained a pink knee-length dress and a hairy mask of the same color. Tiwi showed off the dress and attached it to Zeo's body.

“Wah, very pretty this dress. Fit again. Use this one, deh.”

“Continue lo dress, how?” Zeo was worried that Tiwi would be hurt.

“That was my first date dress. I am willing to be used by others. I just feel like I know my life to lo.”

“That, yes. Yes, already, deh.” Zeo put on a sorry face. In fact, he was happy in his heart. Zeo is a hypocrite.

“Lo's tits are so small?” tiwi asked shamelessly.

Zeo lowered his gaze. Realizing that part was being subjected to Tiwi's gaze, Zeo hugged his own body to dispel the gaze.

“Gue is still school, Wi!” shouted Zeo.

“Lo is still in school, but you're not an SD kid!” balas Tiwi shouted.

“Keep lo what?” Zeo started to get scared. Tiwi often behaves differently than most people.

Tiwi grinned. Then she opened the closet. A moment later, he turned around by holding two rolls of socks.

“Ngapain lo bring socks all?” Zeo wonders.

Tiwi didn't say anything. He immediately pounced on Zeo until he fell on the bed and insisted on putting his hand in Zeo's dress.

“Hei!” zeo Jerrit. He started to think.

Tiwi insisted on putting both rolls of the socks into Zeo's dress. He had just released Zeo after successfully installing it.

“What do you sell?” zeo asked with a hug to his own body.

“Open your hands and stand in front of the mirror.” Tiwi pointed at the cupboard mirror behind her.

Zeo walked over while glancing at Tiwi with some hesitation. After seeing his reflection in the mirror, Zeo found a rapid change of himself. He turned around with an angry face. “Why am I being weird?!” zeo Protest.

Zeo tried to pull the sock roll, but Tiwi held her hand. “What are you stupid?! This is common for girls your age! Go there in a dress, not a uniform. So your friends will see the adult side of lo.”

“But ...”

Repeatedly Zeo says his objections, but Tiwi always manages to break them. Zeo went to the party wearing both socks. Either he's doing this right or he's crazy.

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**Yuk, read my new story.

Title: The Secret Wedding

Blurbs:

I, Clarissa Aulia Fransiska, am a top artist who fell for an affair scandal. When I tried to get up, I was caught in a secret marriage.

It comes out of the lion's mouth and into the crocodile's hole. Before I could recover my life, I was involved in the life of Adimas Raden Pratama, President Director of the Moza company. A demon with an angelic face. He always smiles at everyone. But to me, she did not hesitate to show her real face. He is completely different from Adimas who was once a part of my past.

After living together with her in this secret marriage, I discovered something, that her memory never let go of that past.

“Just because we're married, don't expect you to act like my wife. This marriage is just my way to tie you up. I don't want my money that many loose so aja.”

adimas Raden Pratama*