Mr. Teacher, Love You
Ask to be called Dear

Seeing the expression of Pak Yoga like that, I became sorry for him, he was hurt by the person who was his first love, the person he kept his trust for many years. But in an instant, because the sparkle of the woman's treasure died itself even more painful than it all was, the woman died herself to be with the older brother of Pak Yoga.

It must have been difficult to live everything at that time, maybe that's why Pak Yoga prefers to live alone in this place. When I saw a deep look of sadness emanating from the beautiful handsome face of my lover, he seemed to feel guilty after telling about his past with Sofie.

But I think I'm really at a loss for having to be jealous of that woman. She had obviously been in contact with the sister of her future husband for many years. She pretended not to know him. Even all his family members do the same thing, pretending not to know Pak Yoga. I doubted the family, doubting that there was affection and mutual respect in the family.

My family is also not harmonious, but the more here I even feel that makes my family disharmonious it is me. I used to look for it just to get my dad's attention, I think I was overdone in my negative thoughts on that nyebelin bar. He's not that cute as he seems.

Why am I talking about my family. I am still staring at Pak Yoga who still looks sad, he is really good. If only Yoga was a bad person. He will definitely dismantle what Sofie did, of course, during the years of contact there will be a lot of evidence that he can show. I wonder why Pak Yoga did not tell his sister that.

"Em, why didn't you tell my brother everything? he also needs to know what kind of woman he loves?" ask me slowly.

I said that sentence while looking towards Pak Yoga who was still staring at me.

"Sister Joseph loved her very much, and the woman came to me too, and she even told me that it was okay to be honest with Joseph's sister, the woman said that even if Joseph's brother left her, he said, he will easily get another man who is more handsome and rich. Ever since she said that, I feel like I've wasted more than five years of my time sincerely loving her." explains Pak Yoga.

But what I caught was different, Pak Yoga like her looked very disappointed. There was a bit of jealousy in my heart, not because she had ever loved that woman. But from the length of the relationship they had. What me and Pak Yoga can also keep our relationship for that long.

"My brother really loved her dead, when Sofie was angry she wouldn't even touch the water let alone the food, Brother Yoseph was very tender heart. I don't want her to be hurt, better to let things go like this. He'll be happy, he'll stay happy as long as he doesn't know the truth!" said Pak Yoga while holding his head.

"But sir, wouldn't it hurt more if you knew your past?" ask him. Because that's what's on my mind.

"Maybe one day you should think about this, you should say everything to Brother Joseph!" continue me again.

I knew it was hard for him, he didn't even say a word to answer me. But I'm sure that what I'm saying is true, even I've never felt this confident. Brother Yoseph will be sick if he knows this problem from others. Because maybe someone else will add spices that even make the story slightly deviated from the actual story.

I kept quiet, I know Pak Yoga even felt very depressed. Like I'm so stressed that there's unfinished schoolwork.

Considering the schoolwork, I remembered that I had a task to do and gathered the day after tomorrow.

'Aha, I have an idea. Now I'm the same German S2 graduate, there's no way if he can't do business proposals, it must be a small thing for him!' I murmured in my heart.

I pricked the heavy arm of Pak Yoga with my right index finger.

"Sir, you better not think too much! We hope that at this time Sofie really loves Brother Joseph because Brother Joseph is a very good person, and deserves sincere love!" I said try to make Pak Yoga forget about Sofie's problem.

But I think what I said was wrong, I saw the expression of Pak Yoga getting sadder and disappointed.

'Oh, I forgot. He's his ex too yes, if I say it's the same way I've said he's not dapet sincere love Sofie tuh because he's not good!' my mind blames itself.

When she looked at me with a sad look, I immediately clasped her arm tightly.

"I don't mean father is not good yes, good is very good. But maybe this.. it's..!" I said sigh because I had difficulty stringing the right words to correct my previous speech.

Pak Yoga smiled and stroked my cheeks gently.

"I know you want to entertain me right, but unfortunately the value of your Indonesian language is not convincing enough for you to be able to string the right words. Your intentions are good, thank you!" her words are very soft.

What dream I had last night, it feels like my heart is so happy. Greeting Pak Yoga can always make me melt se melting her. I blushed, but since Pak Yoga like her was no longer sad, then I should not miss this precious opportunity.

"Em, look sir. Can I ask your father for help again?" ask me while rolling my eyes a few times on Pak Yoga.

Pak Yoga pulled his hand from my cheek and chuckled, turning his face away.

"You don't be like that, like something tickles me, when you act like that!" clearly her.

I was confused, how could I. Not even touching it. But never mind, something is more important right now.

"Can you sir!" push me again.

Pak Yoga started to seriously look towards me.

"Say, what can I do for you my Queen?" her question was trying to stop her rarity.

'Well, I'm called My Queen, really cute!' my mind is happy.

"Can you help me make a business proposal?" ask her with the sweetest smile on my face.

Pak Yoga cupped his palms together on my cheeks.

"Anything can be for you my Queen!" answer him and I am really happy.

"Em, if I may know what my father called Sofie first?" ask me very carefully.

Pak Yoga scrunched his forehead and squinted his eyes.

"Why?" ask her jutek.

'Ih, how even his impression so jutek that's him? stay in answer!' I am upset in my heart.

Why would I regret yes, asked about that question to Pak Yoga.

I was so lazy to look at her, I chose to turn my face away, but a second later. Pak Yoga cupped my cheek again and directed me to look at him.

"Don't be angry My Queen, I've never called another woman this sweet. You are one!"

Blushes

I'm sure my face is currently flushed red, I'm also sure that Pak Yoga can feel my body temperature suddenly increasing.

"Then, what are you going to call me?" ask her and make me grumble.

I blinked slowly, his hand still on my cheek.

"Don't know!" answer me honestly.

I'm not thinking anything right now. He took his hand off my cheek.

"Hem, so yes. All right, it's okay! how about you call me baby!" said me.

I straightened my eyes perfectly. I even felt that when I downed my saliva it felt so hard. I've never said that word to anyone. Never before, as long as I live to be 17

"Try saying!" urge pak Yoga.

I actually wanted to say that word, but it felt really hard for that word to come out of my mouth. It's on the tip of the tongue, but it's really hard to say.

"Let's say!" say Yoga again.

It's not that I don't want to say it, I've really tried.

"All right, then. Before you call me dear, I won't help making that business proposal either!" say Pak Yoga then.

I gasp.

'Heh, why would he be such a calculation?' ask me in my heart.

I try to take my breath deep. I breathe out slowly.

'Come Rasti, you can you can definitely, just say dear doang right!' my mind is encouraging myself.

Yoga looked at me seriously. I was trying to say that too.

"Sa.. a..!"

'Oh, it's so hard to just say dear doang!' I complained again in my heart.

I was still trying, I stared at the shady face of Pak Yoga and sighed again.

"Sa.sa.honey!" my words that sound bad and discordant.

Mr. Yoga chuckled, I got confused.

"My Queen, is that hard?" ask her while chuckling.

And what he said was true, it's actually a simple word that I'm with my three best friends. But why is it so difficult when it should be said for Yoga Pak.

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