Mr. Teacher, Love You
Two Things That Again

Out of curiosity, I knocked on the bathroom door to make sure that Yoga was okay.

"Sir Yoga, Kak Yoga why? is Yoga hurt?" ask me curious.

Chequelek

Kak Yoga came out with a wrapped towel around his waist.

"Rasti, sorry to worry you. I took a shower earlier, it seemed like the weather was a little hot, so I felt a little sultry!" obviously Kak Yoga with a slightly strange face I think his expression is a little flat but like a slightly nervous person as well.

"I don't feel like it, the sky is overcast. Hot where?" ask me while heading towards the window that is not open. And we could see clearly that the sky was indeed overcast.

"Here you go, I just want to take a shower can you please come out now I want to change clothes!" say Yoga to me.

"Don't be long, I'm hungry!" I spoke in a slightly whining tone of voice. Because I am really hungry.

I then walked out of Kak Yoga's room and closed the door. I sat back in my chair and drank the ice soda I made.

"Sir Yoga!" call me again.

Chequelek

The door of the wooden room to open and featuring himself who was already wearing casual clothes with shorts and also collared shirts as usual he looks very cool.

"Sorry to have you waiting" she said as she walked up to me and kissed the top of my head and stroked my hair gently.

He sat down and started drinking the ice soda I made.

"What do you do in the bathroom? that was a long time ago!" ask me again.

"Uhukk!" kak Yoga even choked when I finished saying my sentence.

"Can't you just talk about it Rasti, sorry but I'm a normal guy and when we touched him earlier...!"

"Yes, I know, it doesn't have to be discussed anymore!" I interjected Kak Yoga's words because I understood his point.

I am sure that my face is currently blushing because of the words Kak Yoga just now. Besides why didn't I think that way. My tiny brain is so bad.

We started eating the food on the table. I even spent 2 servings of double chesse burgers. It tastes so good. Especially with ice soda, what a perfect combination of food and drinks.

Sis Yoga only smiled when she saw me eating so much.

"Perhaps later if you already have children you will be able to get fat huh?" ask me Yoga.

"Uhukk!" this time I'm choking on my own saliva.

"Kids?" ask me surprised.

Kak Yoga nodded his head quickly with a smile.

What the fuck, what does he mean he's alluding to my son's problems. Hey, I'm still in the eleventh grade of High School. The problem of children is still far away in Holland there. Just be right.

Maybe having a relationship with a mature man does seem like it will continue like this, if it is not a matter of marriage that is discussed then there is a problem like this. But I don't think I'm still a kid how it's possible to talk about kids.

"Sir Yoga, it's still a distance!" my protest with a look of face that I believe is very ugly this time.

"What is still in the distance?" reply Kak Yoga asked me.

I'm not lying at all I'm creepy right now because just imagine it I've been horrified.

After finishing with lunch and also cleaning up the dining table, Kak Yoga sat together on the carpet in the living room. Kak Yoga gave me an example of the last exam, because tomorrow is the last day of the class exam.

"So how? do you feel like some of the tests you're doing are improving?" asked Kak Yoga who I know he ascertained whether his teaching to me was successful or not.

I nodded my head quickly.

"Yes, there's been a lot of improvement I think. In the past, if it was usually about multiple choice, I only answered A from about 1 to about 30. Now I'm just answering A probably about 5 or 6 questions. At most 10 questions!" my answer explains at length to ka Yoga.

And the reaction shown by Kak Yoga really made me pout my lips.

He chuckled, or perhaps even said he was laughing out loud.

"Well, how about a laugh?" ask me pissed.

"Eventually you, about the 30 multiple choice questions and you answer the original 10 questions. It's the same that your value only increased by 30%, you understand that if you were 3 before then now you're only 6!" clear kak Yoga with length times width times height times area. Really like when he explained in front of the class about his PPKN material.

"But it's been pretty good anyway, I hope you can get enough grades to be able to move up the class!" he said it again as if he were praying.

I also nodded my head quickly many times.

"Then you graduate school and we get married!" said again.

I again puffed his cheeks because I was upset by the words uttered by Kak Yoga. Why does he always discuss these two things, if he graduated then married. I'm 17 years old, and I just got a ID a few days ago. It is a pity that the ID card is only used for photocopying and filling the conditions for carrying out marriage in the office of Religious affairs is not.

It would be nice if the ID card was used to make a SIM first, or to register when entering a state college, or it could also be used to register when I graduated college and looking for a job, it can be used again to create NPWP. It's already in my imagination.

"Sir Yoga, don't talk about marriage and children anymore. I'm not comfortable hearing it!" protest me again at Yoga. But I did it honestly.

"Well, now what are we going to talk about?" ask me Yoga.

"Did you know that my class was chosen to be a musical performance at the 12th class farewell?" ask me on Kak Yoga.

And Yoga shook his head quickly.

"What musical drama?" ask me Yoga.

"Romeo and Juliet!" I answered with a smile. I can't wait to rehearse and put on the show.

"Who's the Romeo?" kak Yoga asked while raising one eyebrow. I knew very well that that expression was an expression of his dislike.

"Marco!" my answer is concisely solid and clear.

"Don't tell me the juliet's gonna be you?" he asked with a face that exuded jealousy.

"No! but Yusita!" answer me again and I see Kak Yoga sighing in relief.

"I'm Juliet's stepmother, David's wife!" obviously me.

"What?" the strangulation of Yoga made me blink my eyes many times in surprise.

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