Mr. Teacher, Love You
The arrival of Joseph and Sofie

I'm still trying to digest all the sayings of Pak Yoga. His way of explaining is actually easier to understand than Bu Mulyani's explanation. But I guess it's because he just explained it to me, so he just focused on me. And that makes all the explanations are only directed to me, like yes, if WiFi is only connected to me, so smoothly jaya that.

Of the three pages of assignments I have to gather tomorrow, I've worked on her page sheet. And this is a record for me. Where I worked on it in just an hour and fifteen minutes. If only alone and without the help of Yoga sir. I'm sure I won't do more than half a page all night.

But in the middle we were working on a task, the yoga pack's phone kept ringing. He looked at his phone a few times, but after seeing it he was like he was rejecting the call. And it makes me less focused when I study.

"Yes, sir, if it is important and I do not want to hear the conversation of the father with someone who from earlier kept calling the father, you received the phone far there!" say I'm upset.

I also don't know why I feel so upset, it's probably the call from his future wife. But if it is, the time' he reject from earlier.

I was confused myself, and what made me not understand was that he turned off his phone.

"Why is he killed?" ask me reflexes. I closed my own mouth and turned my face away.

'Oh, why am I too. I thought I was going to be kepo again. Huh!' my mind cursed my stupidity just now..

I looked away, but Pak Yoga pretended not to listen to my question. He even grabbed another book and explained another part I hadn't written in my PR book.

"It's common to put a distance of about two lines, when writing a conclusion!" obviously again to me.

I frowned, as if he wasn't pretending to ignore me. But I totally ignored me. Huh, so upset yourself. But this isn't what I want.

An hour later I could no longer see much of the writing in the package book. All the writing was like spinning, and it made my head feel really heavy.

Adrian POV Yoga

I still explained the last five task numbers, but I felt the atmosphere was getting quieter. When I explained that I was more focused on the package book, it was not without reason that I did. Because if I look at Rasti, I won't focus. He asked me to stay away and act like a teacher and a student. And I'm trying to do that.

I even ignored some of her questions to me if it had nothing to do with the lessons we were discussing. But I could see a bit of disappointment in Rasti's face, but maybe it was just my vision.

"That's the answer to the number 14 question, do you understand?" ask Rasti without looking at her.

One second, two seconds, three seconds and I didn't hear Rasti's answer. I lowered the package book blocking my view on Rasti. And I had to sigh deeply when the girl I was talking to turned out to be unconscious, she fell asleep.

Rasti fell asleep in a sitting position and his hands became numerous on the table. The place where the book is still a mess. I noticed the girl, and this ridiculous and idiotic manner of being was what actually attracted me to her.

I tidied up Rasti's messy book on the table slowly. Because I don't want to wake him. 4 More questions, I don't think it's a problem. I think he'll definitely be able to answer her when he wakes up.

I tidied up my bag and walked towards the kitchen. Like I saw movement in the kitchen. I want to leave, because like her Rasti is very tired of studying. Maybe he had never studied that long and that much.

"Excuse me!" say me slowly. Because I don't want to wake Rasti.

"Yes!" replied a middle-aged woman who came out from inside the kitchen.

"Sorry bi, I'm Rasti's tutoring teacher. And I want to go home. Her lessons like her can't be continued because Rasti is asleep!" I'm clear that Rasti's housekeeper didn't misunderstand me.

"Wouldn't you wake up, sir, so that the lady knows that you're coming home?" ask the housekeeper Rasti politely.

I shake my head slowly.

"It's best not to bi, he's like he's very tired. I say yes bi. Excuse me!" say I'm polite.

And I immediately walked away from the housekeeper Rasti when she had already nodded her head in understanding of my words..

I grabbed my bag and looked at Rasti once more.

'See you tomorrow Rasti!' my inner self before I was completely out of Rasti's house.

I got in the car, then started my car engine leaving Rasti's house. Tomorrow I still have to come here again, and frankly I'm happy to do all this. At least I could meet her, hear her voice every day.

A few minutes later I arrived at the fence of my house. And it turns out that the two people who have contacted me have been standing at my doorstep.

I'm right outside the car. Then approached my sister and sister-in-law.

"Hey brother, what's wrong? tumben brother to my house?" ask me who came straight up and stood by my brother Joseph.

Joseph patted my shoulder.

"Where are you? sofie and I have been calling you since. Sofie said you even refused her call!" my brother's usual protest was always defending the woman in front of him.

"Yes, Yoga. Why are you rejecting my call? you mad?" ask her with a spoiled snob.

I ignored him and unlocked the door to my house.

"So, let's talk inside if there's anything important!" sidelines me.

I went into the house, followed by his brother and his future wife. I let the brand sit down.

"In the meantime, I'll get you a drink!" I said after putting my briefcase on the couch.

"Yoga, just show me where the kitchen is. Let me make you a drink!" sidelines Sofie who has not since when has stood very close to me.

"No need! you are guests. So let me make you a drink. Sit down next to my sister!" I'm arguing that I don't want that woman in my kitchen.

Adrian POV end yoga

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