Mr. Teacher, Love You
According to Tirta, Marco is Smart

And here I was, stranded on an island full of words that Marco wrote with a writing that was even more unique than the writing of the Goddess that exceeded the writing of doctors.

"Rasti Hunt, where is the material aspect of his business planning?" ask Marco.

"This you seriously want to use a trading company, if Pak Yoga said he meningan service company, he said if using the trading company we have to give examples of its products!" obviously I told Marco the exact same sentence as last afternoon in saying Pak Yoga to me.

"Oh yes, what about Yoga?" ask her out of our discussion.

"Lu Anter where is he?" marco asked and when I turned to Tirta he was looking at me. It seems like they both want to know what happened to Pak Yoga.

Should I tell you what really happened this afternoon. But I guess it's better not, we'll agree not to go public before I graduate school. What if I make free, yes I think I better make free.

"Last noon at the back of school, I will eat the full food that I brought from home, well when I finished eating, I saw Pak Yoga megangin stomach, he said stomach ache. He asked me to help him get him to the clinic, he was afraid when he drove the car he passed out, so he said!" obviously I lied.

'Sorry Baim, God, eh wrong. Sorry Rasti, God, Rasti did not deliberately want to lie, but this is short!' my mind is sorry.

"Keep you anter where is he?" ask Tirta who joined my chat and Marco.

"In the clinic, I said! don't talk about it, talk about it, just an hour away Marco!" my exclaim reminds Marco that the time we have is not much.

In fact, I was trying to shift our conversation. If it goes on then I don't know how many lies I'll tell later. And I don't want that, I'm forgetful, if I forget something I said could be bad.

"So how is this, really want to use a trading company?" ask me to make sure.

"Yes, this proposal is a perfect concept. If it's in the fox again, bother to know? you don't have to worry about the product, my people just make a business proposal egg nut company, you tomorrow live egg tuh kiloan nyari, you keep using plastic again, you keep using plastic, you give me this company name!" marco obviously told me.

"So this is a bad company?" ask me not to believe. Maybe he made up the name and address of his company.

I got to be amazed, it's worth that he was sure once in an hour and a half the task of making this business proposal was completed. It turns out he just made it up. What could it be like that huh, I haven't even thought about it since.

And Mr. Yoga too, he even intends to take me to his sister's company to study business proposals. But Marco, he just sat down and the concept of his proposal was ready just like that.

When I looked in amazement at Marco, he noticed.

"Why do you see me like that? I'm handsome, right? you're starting to fall in love with me?" ask her jokester.

Plakk

I hit him with some paper in my hand.

"Eh, do you buy where to try?" ask me pissed.

And it was not only me who asked like that, Tirta who knew already stood behind Marco asked.

"What did you just say?" ask her.

If I were to describe it as in the cartoon movies yes, Tirta stood behind Marco with embers around his body, with reddened eyes and face, as well as a waist rack.

While Marco of normal human size suddenly shrunk the size of Gerri Sipitnya Spongebob. Ha ha ha. My hayal power sucks.

Marco turned his head back, and put on a clear face while raising his hand and forming his index day and middle finger to form the letter V.

"Peace brother, suer becanda doang said that. Let's not get tense, seriously keep going!" said reasoned.

"Don't macem-macem you yeah, Rasti can't date before graduating high school, that's dad's word!" yell and go back to his desk.

Deg

'That's the problem, I forgot that Dad said that. Where's my boyfriend, my own teacher again!' my mind is restless

My anxiety like her is again known by Marco. I wonder, this kid is so sensitive. Maybe because he often talked to Lutfhi the indigo child.

I just let out a long sigh, then went back to reading what Marco wrote on his doodle paper.

Some time passed, my eyes also began to sorely read from near Marco's magical writing.

"The funds needed in the implementation of the business production of “Ball-ball” eggs are around Rp 80,000,000 (eighty million rupiah). Meanwhile, the shortfall is around Rp 25,000,000 (twenty-five million rupiah), with budget details attached.

"Eh, Marco seriously cost her that much? eggs cost that much. Much really?" ask me.

"Gtip!"

Marco and I looked behind us as Tirta held back his laughter.

"Ras, oh my quail. You learn as much as Marco. If only one hundred and two hundred thousand that you need to do also you make a business proposal, lu pinjem aja noh sembako from the Ujang mangg shop, if you trade and you you go home. Be present!" tirta lamented.

I was silent, I was not silent because I was thinking yes. I kept quiet because I felt I shouldn't have asked. I really look so stupid.

"Race on, a little bit more is that!" exclaim Marco then.

"That's the business proposal we made. The conclusion of making this business proposal is as follows. We hope that the follow-up to this proposal submission is given the opportunity for us to present our company to Mr/Mother. We hope that the need for funds in the proposal can be considered by Mr/Mother.”, I said reading what Marco wrote again.

"Second submission of business proposals that we submit. We hope that this proposal can be accepted by all parties so that our business activities can run well. We realize that the business proposal that we made there are still many shortcomings and mistakes. Therefore, constructive criticism and suggestions we really hope for the realization of good business planning in the future. We thank you for your Father/Mother's attention! done here!" I said glad that the proposal was finally finished.

"Okay, run ya. Now I'm back in the mall! lu print abis it's you clipping. Don't forget the eggs you pack neatly and well. I'll go back, thanks brother!" he said after taking care of his things and just left me and left my house.

I looked at the flash he had given me, and looked at the printer Tirta had borrowed.

"Keep, why is also the printer brought down try?" ask me to mumble.

Tirta laughs.

"Ha ha ha, no papa! I'm the one who printed!" said Tirta as he approached me and took the flash that Marco had given me.

He hooked it up to his laptop and started printing out my business proposal assignments and Marco.

"What rank is she in your class? I think he's really cool!" praise Tirta after asking.

"Huh, he's the first rank if Yusita and Dodo again ngeblank!" answer me origin

"Can that be it?" ask her while tidying up the printed paper.

"Yes, if not him, Yusita ya Dodo!" obviously me again.

"Pantesan, oh yes tomorrow I can not pick you up yes, today's excursion in cancel tomorrow!" inexplicably.

I just nodded my head, I actually did not know since when I could talk this way to Tirta. But I don't think he's that bad as a stepbrother. I just hope this isn't just a show.

After I finished printing my work, he handed me the pendrive and the papers. He's even printed two sheets each, for me and Marco.

"Don't forget the clippings tomorrow, and don't forget the eggs! it's a night of rest!" exclaim Tirta.

I immediately nodded again and climbed up the stairs leading to my room on the second floor.

Before entering the room, I turned to look at Tirta who was still sitting on the carpet and typing something with her laptop.

A few seconds after that, I sighed again and went into the room. When I saw my phone I was still charging. It turns out there are dozens of misscalls from Pak Yoga.

***

Seriate...