Mr. Teacher, Love You
I've Got to Go

I was really surprised to see Kak Yoga walking quickly towards me and also doctor Andika. I immediately turned around and approached Yoga.

"Sir Yoga!" my greeting.

"So this is the reason why you haven't picked up the phone from me all day?" ask Yoga with a hostile face.

I shook my head quickly.

"Not so, brother, my phone is in the room, I forgot to bring it. That was...!"

"Didn't you make an appointment with me. Can't just tell. Do you have any idea how freaked out I was thinking about you, thinking about what happened to you?" ask Kak Yoga with a clearly visible disappointed look.

I can't not cry. I was also sad, I also regretted why I forgot to bring my phone. I should have sent him a message last night but I didn't because I thought I'd call him in the morning. But I woke up bad luck, and finally had to rush off with Andika's doctor.

"Sir Yoga, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong, I should have told you last night that I couldn't go with you today. I'm sorry!" I said softly while bowing my head.

Kak Yoga was still silent for a few seconds, then after that he again said in a fairly firm tone.

"So you'd rather go with that doctor than me?" ask me Yoga.

I haven't answered, just opened my mouth. But Doctor Andika suddenly approached us and interrupted me.

"Indeed why if she chooses to go with me, we will also be engaged next month!" said doctor Andika made me glare directly at him.

What the hell, he instead of helping me explain to Kak Yoga, but instead of making the atmosphere more tense, he made things worse.

Sis Yoga looked at me in disappointment, I saw her eyes red and teary.

I immediately shook my head quickly and tried to pull his arm. But he immediately brushed it off.

"Tell me that what he said is not true, Rasti!" exciting sister Yoga.

I was confused how, my father even agreed and my marriage was set next year with Andika's doctor. I have to how now.

Kak Yoga looked at me, I really don't know what to do. I don't want to hurt Kak Yoga, nor do I want to offend Andika's doctor because my father's career is also at stake.

"Oh, so like this, I didn't expect this from you Rasti. Don't we love each other? Is this why you don't want me to tell your father and family about our relationship?" ask Yoga who has started his eyes glazed.

I've even sobbed. Seeing me like this, Doctor Andika came forward and held onto my two shoulders.

"Don't cry Rasti" she said softly.

"Don't touch my lover!" the strangulation of Yoga made me move backwards.

I saw her eyes turn sharp, and pulled the hand of the doctor Andika who touched my shoulder and hit her hard.

Bhugh

I closed my gaping mouth with my hands. I didn't think Yoga's legs would hit Andika's doctor.

Doctor Andika fell down, but she then got up to her feet quickly. It is clear that he did not accept being hit like that by Kak Yoga. He approached Yoga and hit him.

Bhugh

"Sir Yoga!" i'm yelling.

Yoga almost fell down, he staggered back. I ran towards Yoga but my hands seemed to be holding him from behind. I immediately looked back, and how shocked I was when I saw that the one holding my hand was my father.

"Dad" I said.

Dad shook his head slowly.

"Dad, sister Yoga...!"

"Get in!" father's orders to me.

"But dad, I'd like to say that I and yoga, we're with each other...!"

Mother and sister Tirta who were also behind my father then approached me and asked me to enter the house. I who cried sobbing kept looking towards Kak Yoga.

His face was injured, there was a bruise on his left cheek. That must have hurt a lot.

"Rasti be, follow your father. Come on in, son!" said mom was trying to advise me.

I looked at Mr. Tirta, who knew how much I loved and loved Yoga.

"Sister please, just ask sis Yoga to go. Don't let him do anything!" I whispered to Tirta.

"Sorry Rasti, I already know. Yoga is at home. And he told dad everything himself. Father had already expelled her out of annoyance at the actions of her mother and sister-in-law, but Yoga insisted on waiting for you!" obviously, Mr. Tirta is getting me worried about Yoga.

I looked back once more, but sister Yoga was invisible. Obstructed by Andika's father and doctor.

I then went inside, Mom closed the doors and windows, didn't even let me peek. I kept pacing back and forth behind the door hoping that Yoga would be okay.

A few minutes later, Andika's father and doctor entered the house.

"Rasti!" call dad.

I immediately walked over to him, but after being in front of father, I lowered my head. I realized I was wrong, for not being honest with you.

"The man is gone, I told him that your relationship with him is over!" said father.

Deg

I raised my head and looked at my father with tears welling up on my cheeks.

"We will move to Surabaya, Dream land project will be continued there. You will finish your twelfth grade in Surabaya, after that you marry Andika's son" said the father.

I was silent, glued to my place. We will even move to Surabaya.

"Dad, please allow me to meet Yoga once, please!" my door while sobbing.

Father looked towards Andika's doctor, and Andika's doctor shook her head.

"Can't be Rasti. Decision made, go back to the room to clean your things. Tomorrow morning we move to Surabaya!" exclaim dad again.

I was sitting limp on the floor, Rita's mother came straight to me and crouched down to keep trying to make my crying stop.

"Dear, patient son. It's all for your own good!" said Rita's mother softly.

"Your mother was right, I did all this for your good and happiness, son, Mother-in-law who has been acting that way to you since the beginning, forever will never be you can be happy and lasting together with her son!" keep dad.

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The next day, I was at the airport. I didn't even have time to say goodbye to Nina, Dewi and Yusita.

My tears kept flowing, and I kept looking towards the entrance of the airport. If only there was a miracle and Yoga came. But it didn't.

Until I had to get on the plane, I didn't see Yoga. I still continued to cry, Rita's mother who was sitting next to me also kept stroking my shoulders and arms so that I would stop crying.

'Sir Yoga, I'm sorry!' my inner.

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...EXPIRE...

...Thank you very much to the readers who have been faithful to support and read the author of Pak Guru, Love You. ...

...From the beginning make the outline, the same Rasti Yoga Adrian in this season can not be united. So don't baper ya gaess......

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