Mr. Teacher, Love You

Mr. Teacher, Love You
The Law of David


As usual, I'm working on the exam this time the subject is History. Of all the things I do, I'm not 100% sure, but at least I feel more confident after getting examples of questions given by Kak Yoga.


For a whole week he always gave me examples and sent them through Tirta. So that Kak Tirta who initially slightly disliked Kak Yoga because of the problems with his mother and Sofie at that time now little by little began to respect my girlfriend's adult money.


Because it's not only good but like I'm also willing to help me to steal better students at least not the last 2nd rank.


The condition of the classroom is also very conducive because after being punished at that time, Friska's group and her friends no longer do prohibited acts such as cheating to make noise and such.


I can also breathe a sigh of relief these few days because they no longer bother me, usually they will stand at the door and then face me when I want to go into class. But today it wasn't like that they even pretended not to see me, and I think it was really good.


It's just that what still bothers me is Marco's attitude. Though yesterday he was still fine and when I rejected him he even left me with a smile, but why did this morning suddenly turn out like that huh, yeah, I was still curious and I decided to find out but later after I finished the exam.


Without feeling the time has passed 90 minutes. And the supervising teacher asked us to leave the class and leave our question sheets and answer sheets on the table as usual.


I also directly grabbed my bag from the front of the class, and walked out.


"Hi wife!" exclaiming someone whose voice I know so well that voice belongs to David.


I immediately turned my head and worked on my forehead as he smiled his own smile while looking at me.


"Lu's healthy?" many wonder. The problem is that he looks like a crazy person because his own smiles and smiles are strange.


"Honey dong, look at this!" he replied while showing the muscles of his arms that he had previously mounted his shirt on but showed them to me.


"Well, why are you? wrong eating breakfast. So if you buy fried rice that is eaten rice do not rubber gelangnya!" my words make a parable on David's current condition.


"Jiah, it's still sane I'm still yes cave eating his rubber band. The one with the cave ate his rice paper ha ha ha!" he's even joking.


"Why do you hear?" let me be honest I feel strange and uncomfortable if David suddenly frowned like that in front of me.


"Well, why is it natural for me to cry in front of my own wife!" he answered and I nearly widened my eyes until I almost fell off hearing what was being said.


"Well, by the way, you're talking about the wall!" I said I was really upset that I was half-dead hearing him call me that.


"Isn't that right, we're going to be husband and wife in a musical, something's wrong?" the sign was as if he was an elementary school kid who knew nothing.


I patted my own tongue because of this.


"Hello, David. It's not in a musical, not in real life. You can be different not the world halu-halu the same real world aka the real world that you tread, the world that if you pinch your hand it hurts!" I explained to David.


But instead of understanding he was scratching his head which I felt was not itchy.


"The Race! let his chemistry be so that gua kalainin now the same you. Let later in the musical drama that we have a real effect so that we are spiritists who can really be so that the audience who watch us can be swept away and the motion is a couple who love each other, so much so that the audience who watch us can be swept away, that's a real husband and wife! let's have a musical success!" he said that only twice took a breath when what he said was quite long and wide.


"Report! I'm going to the canteen. Need that immediately I'm talking long-winded not because it's the same you!" I muttered and walked away from David.


"Eh my wife, I'm coming with dong!" he said and followed my steps.


I immediately turned around as I listened to David talk like that again. I raised one hand up and right in front of his face I clenched the hand I raised.


"Gue bogem you yeah, call me wife again!" I said I was bluffing David.


But the young man before me was not giving out a fearful expression or anything like that he was even chuckling.


"Bogem my wife, let alone bogeman kick, the claw of your husband is gladly and airy because your husband knows you're doing it all with love!" he said diplomatically.


I grow furious, I almost landed the bogeman from my hand towards his face. But I chose not to do so by running quickly away from the suddenly insane person.


I run while occasionally turning to the back, hoping that he is no longer behind. But suddenly..


Bruck


Because I was focused on running while looking back I ended up bumping into something rather someone.


"Oh, sorry sorry... Patience sir!" my mumbling is smirking.


After that I turned out that what I hit was the chemistry teacher who was the patient sir. All of us at one school knew that he was not like his name, his name is indeed Mr. Patience but he is not patient at all he is one of the teachers who have a high temperament especially if there are students who make mistakes, and it looks like I made a big mistake for hitting him accidentally.


I immediately woke up because I also fell on the floor as well as the patient sir. I immediately bent my body in the shape of an elbow and apologized to Sir patiently.


"Sorry sir, I'm sorry I really did accidentally apologize sir!" I said with a clear face and a very slow voice.


I'm sure I won't survive the punishment but even so I'm the one who's wrong, so it's only natural that I should apologize.


"Good yeah! you think in the field. You think you're learning a sport now so you run. This is Rasti's school! have a rule.." Mr. Patience has begun to lecture me.


I just kept quiet because I realized I was wrong.


"You like running, don't you like sports? all right, I'll help you so you can exercise. Now clean the toilet, in half an hour you check, if you do not clean your sentence added. Understood!" said Mr. Patience and made me breathe heavily


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