Mr. Teacher, Love You
Test Results.

I only shook my head when the Goddess asked me. The goddess was indeed more sensitive than my other three friends. Either he's sensitive to his surroundings or kepo, I don't know.

Not feeling lesson after lesson passed, I was too happy because I thought my grades would be good. So I was so excited hour after hour that finally it was time for the school bell to ring.

I tidied up my pencil case and my books, stuffed them in my school backpack.

"Come back, someone wants to buy a pickle first don't?" asked Nina who was already standing with the school backpack on her back.

I immediately shook my head.

"Son, I'd like to save. I don't know when I'll be back from out of town!" answer me.

Nina sat back in the chair in front of my desk.

"But you're out of town? whynot? keep you in the same house with your half-sister who said like gerandong?" ask Nina bertubi. He seems worried about me.

"His grandmother the gerandong nyebelin was sick, in the hospital..."

"Grandmother lu?" the Goddess asked.

"Gerrandong's grandmother! not my grandmother! nothing to do with me!" my mouth is ketus.

"Duh, don't rent that dong. Her name is mother-in-law bokap lu, meaning she's your grandmother also knows Race!" yusita continued to show silsila or something with a language that I think sounds smart.

"Augh ah!" I'm upset.

"Gue also did not stay alone with him, there was an aunt. Come back yuk!" take me to the others.

And when I got to the classroom door, I again had to pat my eel.

'This must be because of talking about African gerandong, I forgot to ask Pak Yoga to wait in class!' my mind when I realize what I'm forgetting.

"Eh, in the first place. I've missed something!" I said to Yusita, Dewi and Nina.

"Emang your habit, put your nose if you do not stick in your face, you must forget too!" exclaimed Nina who already knew that I was indeed forgetful.

And the three of them passed. When I saw Nina from far away. I just remembered that today he had not given me two packs of chocolate bread.

"Huh, basic disease. Forgot when did this end?" muttered.

And I flinched when a hand patted my shoulder.

"Don't you come home?" ask someone I know his voice is Marco.

I turned and hit his arm hard.

Plaque!

"Can't you wear ngagetin?" ask me to be upset with him.

And he chuckled in response to my nagging while rubbing his arm that I just hit.

"Hot Race, severe you. Don't keep bar-bar why? can-can graduate later no guy want to be with you? jones you later, alias singles ngenes!" tease her again.

I put a ticklish face on him.

"Well, who told you this in front of me has a boyfriend?" reply I did not lose mocking him.

"First of all, someone is still missing!" answer me.

"The hunt keeps coming back with me to the front of the gate, you know not said Mr. Anteng, the guard of our school. If there are no more people, there are strange noises coming out of the IPA children's laboratory!" he said with a strange voice. I think he's scaring me.

"That must be the voice of the students who participated in the exkul!" suhut me plate only.

"No, said Mr. Anteng. That day there was nothing special, he looked out of the glass, no one. But when he turned around and turned his back on the room, his voice was there again!" clearly again.

"Ih, you know I will not believe the same as that, you if you want to talk about the same Lutfi aja sono. He is indigo! go home there!" I pushed Marco away from me and I immediately went back into the classroom.

"Ras, watch out behind you!" yell before he runs.

Why is he running, if he wishes I was scared and then chased after him, that's not going to happen. Let's put it this way, I am diligent in teaching since childhood until Junior High. And I know how to overcome the fear of things like that.

Adrian POV Yoga

I was checking the answer sheet from the daily exam today. I had to take a long sigh and lean back on my chair back because Rasti's answer sheet was completely out of line with my expectations.

Though yesterday I told him that the matter will not be much different from the material that I explained yesterday. But still he answered back and forth.

He answered his answers to each other. And I can't justify this. The final result is 5.5. I think he needs some more guidance.

I saw that the other teachers had cleared their desks because the bell had rung. I also immediately cleaned up my desk because I had sent a message to Rasti to wait for me in her class.

"Sir Yoga, let's go home!" sapa Bu Dance Indonesian teacher.

"Please Mom, I'll be in a minute!" answer me politely.

"All right, I'm ahead!" he said it and passed after smiling kindly at me.

I grabbed my bag, but did not enter the answer sheet Rasti had checked and I gave a value.

The teacher room was almost empty, there were only two people still checking the results of his student examination as well.

"Sir Roby, Mr. Haris, I'm ahead!" I said kindly to them and they nodded their heads, smiled and allowed me to go home first.

I stepped out of the teacher room, walking quickly to Rasti's classroom. I saw the surroundings were already very quiet. Many classes are empty. But when I arrived near Rasti's class, again I saw him talking to Marco.

'Why are they so familiar, do they have more than just friends?' ask me in my heart.

I watched them, I saw Marco whispering a little and coming towards Rasti. And honestly, I don't like to see that. They talked long enough, until Rasti entered the classroom. Marco yelled at him before running.

"Ras, watch out behind you!" that's what Marco shouted before he left and I don't know what he meant.

I immediately stepped into the classroom, looking at Rasti who was deleting the writing on the blackboard.

"Sir Yoga!" his greeting looks happy.

I immediately placed the exam answer sheet on the teacher's desk. He came closer and saw it then as fast as lightning I saw the look on his face change.

Adrian POV end yoga

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