Mr. Teacher, Love You
Choose Away.

I opened my eyes slowly, I looked up at the ceiling of this room. And this is not my room. I immediately got up and sat on the edge of the bed which was also not my proper sleep. I rubbed my face slowly. I recall the incident, when I cried and hugged Pak Yoga.

I guess I'm out of my mind because I like a guy who's gonna be somebody's husband soon. I can't behave like this, but Pak Yoga's attitude also made me misunderstand.

I touched my forehead, still very clearly felt when Pak Yoga kissed her so gently earlier. I feel like I really want to cry, how is this. What Pak Yoga likes me too, but it's impossible.

I shook my head repeatedly, expelling all the thoughts and memories that had occurred earlier. I looked directly at the clothes I was wearing. I really want to cry.

"It can't be like this, absolutely it can't be. I should stay away from Pak Yoga, I should not damage people's relationships. I was always angry and upset at what Rita Sugianto did to my father and mother, I didn't want to be a woman like her, a destroyer of other people's relationships!" my murmurs were full of anger.

I got up, and hurried out of the room. Like it's night, I see the door is still open, and it's dark outside. I don't care anymore about my uniform. I grabbed my backpack and rushed out.

"Rasti!" call me Yoga sir who just came from outside.

He looked at my backpack.

"You want to go home, will I take you?" her question offered help.

I looked at him, my heart was really sad. But the closer he and I get, the more I fear that I won't be able to stay away from him.

"Don't sir, and from now on I ask you not to care anymore whatever I do, if necessary you pretend you never know...!" I said without looking at Pak Yoga.

But I was unable to continue my sentence because Pak Yoga held both of my arms firmly.

"What's Rasti, I'm sorry for...!"

"Really! and what you did made me hate you so much, I hate it!!" I then pushed Pak Yoga and ran out of the fence.

I kept running, I could no longer hold back my tears. And I don't want Pak Yoga to see me cry. After far enough, I shed all the pain in my heart. I really don't want to talk rudely like Yoga sir, I must have hurt her heart. But I also don't want to hurt his future wife.

'Why should this be? why is it the first time I like someone, he is someone else's future husband?' ask me in my heart while looking up at the sky.

It took me fifteen minutes to stop the crying. After that I went back to the stop, took public transport to go home.

I got off the angkot when I got in front of a residential complex alley. I walk with a lunglai, it feels like my legs are very heavy in lift and invited to step.

Adrian POV Yoga

I was still standing there, where Rasti had pushed me and left me. My heart doesn't feel like it accepts what he says. She told me to stay away from her, she said that she hated me so much for what I did earlier.

I rubbed my head rough. I regret not being able to control my feelings. She must be scared of me now, she even said that she's never been in a relationship. I'm doing that instead.

"Stupid me!" I murmured to condemn my stupidity.

I let out a very heavy sigh, I want to catch up with him. But he'll be even more angry. And in such a state he would definitely not want to talk to me.

"I'll talk to him tomorrow!" muttered again and entered the house.

Adrian POV end yoga

I opened the news door, because I looked down so I did not pay attention to my surroundings, and suddenly..

"Where did you go, the clock just came back?" snapped at someone I memorized his voice.

'Huh, stray gerandong. Ih males really argue with him. Bodok is so!' my inner.

I ignored her and went straight inside, but before my feet went in completely, she instead pulled my arm violently.

"Oh, you're that what the hell? Sick knows!" screech me and try to get his hand off my arm with my other hand still free.

"Lepasin, if not I will scream yes. Let the complex people gather!" my bluff on Tirta.

He didn't even flinch at all.

"Gue doesn't care, let them know too. If there is no bokap, you even wander unclear. And go home malem like gini!" her reply was bluffing me back.

I snorted in annoyance.

"It's none of your business!" again I even put on a face that was not friendly at all.

He looked at me from head to toe.

"Whose clothes are you wearing?" ask him suspiciously.

"Gue told you it's none of your business!" snatch me

I tried my hardest to get her hands off my arms but still to no avail.

"Gue's gonna call me bokeh and tell me all this if you don't tell me where you're from!" gertak Tirta again.

I'm a little nervous now, what if you're angry. Then cut my pocket money.

"Yes I answered, but then. My hands hurt!" exclaim me.

He didn't do what I said right away, he looked hard at me. Looks like he's making sure that I won't run away after he releases my arm.

"Gue off, where did you honestly answer?" ask her and I immediately nod. I don't want to deal with him here for long either.

He let go of his hand but he moved position to the front of the door, blocking my way inside.

"Gue was from school, kept tutoring extra. But just want to go to the tutoring place I rained. I can't possibly study in a soaked shirt, this is my teacher's dress!" obviously I was with Tirta.

"Additional les? where's the?" ask her while holding and rubbing her chin.

"That's really you, ah laper want to eat! Move you!" I exclaimed annoyed.

"Who's the les?" ask her again.

"Kepo you!" I pushed him when he was not ready. And I ran into the house.

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