Mr. Teacher, Love You
Go to Pak Yoga House.

The lesson is almost over and this is the last lesson. The bell went home and sounded.

"Okay, today's lesson is over! thanks everyone!" exciting pak Yoga.

Marco again prepared us to greet Mr. Yoga.

"Good day sir!" say we're in unison.

"Good day, and Rasti!" answer Pak Yoga and make everyone in this class glance at me.

I was shocked.

"What?" ask me spontaneously.

And I saw Yusita patting her own eel. And I just realized that my answer just now was impressed like asking while yelling at Pak Yoga. I immediately smiled awkwardly and corrected my answer.

"Sorry sir, I mean yes sir what is it?" I soften my tone of voice.

I heard something from my classmates. Then also did Pak Yoga call my name, I became wrong again.

"Please help me get this book of your assignments to the teacher's room!" said Pak Yoga connect his sentence earlier.

"Good sir!" I answered while nodding my head slowly.

'Ish, why am I trying? there was Marco who was big! I could put it this way in order to bring a writing book of thirty seeds, can yell me!' my grouse in my heart.

"Gue first Race!" exciting Goddess.

"Do I want to help you not Race?" ask Yusita who is like an angel.

I was just about to nod my head before suddenly hearing that heavy and hoarse voice calling my name again.

"Rasti, I brought half. Half please bring it, come on!" exciting pak Yoga.

"Ck. don't need Yus, just half a tuh! I'm first yeah!" I exclaimed at Yusita and immediately left her and rushed to the teacher's desk.

I tidied up my assignment books and my classmates to make it easy to lift them together.

"You didn't forget your promise yesterday, did you?" whispered yoga and immediately made my heart almost dislodged.

The book that was originally neat when I was about to lift back was a mess because my hands were reflex to release it because of the shock of hearing the question Pak Yoga.

I really do not dare to look at him, why is he still inget, why not made him suck the wall and keep amnesia that.

I picked up the book I had finished, and unfortunately the yoga man was still waiting at the door. I accidentally looked at him who was also looking at me.

Degs..

I lowered my head, right away,

'For what? this is bad! why do I feel like my teacher is so good!' my mind praised the charming look of a human named Yoga Adrian who stood in front of me.

After I got closer, he started to step out of the classroom into the teacher's room. Throughout the corridor we were silent, occasionally he answered the greetings of the students or even the teachers who passed by us. I just lowered my head. I'm really nervous. I also don't know why it feels like the man in front of me is so domineering.

Up in front of the teacher's room, he stopped and faced towards me.

"Here give me the book, thank you!" said it.

And I immediately gave her the book I was holding. Without saying a word I immediately turned around and ran away from the teacher's room.

After being in front of the gate I stopped running and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Huh, why am I so gini anyway? why don't I feel this way?" I muttered as I walked through the gate.

Tin tin tin...

The sound of the motor horn behind me jolted me in shock. I looked up and made my eyes look wide.

"Ha ha ha, anyways while daydreaming. Here I anter home, mumpung my girl again no group work!" she tells him that her boyfriend Kiki will not be coming home with her.

I was silent for a moment, but I will have to go to the house Pak Yoga wash the carpet.

"No need to Panjul, I still have to!" answer me honestly.

"Need what? where the hell are you going? come on, I'm anther, mumpung free, tomorrow you can't take me!" it was as if this was a rare opportunity.

Indeed yes, the Panjul uh means the Panji is very good, but his girlfriend named Kiki is very acute, he will not ngebiarin any girl nebeng the same Panji. If you can write the rear seat of the Panji motor using the words 'In addition to Kiki, who sits here will be whispered!'

"There you go, you go home. Ntar wanted Bu RT you know!" I mocked him.

Panji was silent for a while and then nodded in understanding.

"Yes, it's not possible that you'd want to date, you're jones! I'm back, you be careful!" his exclamation that affixed a pretty unpleasant word sounded in my ears.

I just smiled wryly at her words, and then she passed.

I continued walking towards the residential complex near the school that I had accidentally passed yesterday because I avoided chasing Delia and her friends. I'm still trying to remember which one is home yoga sir.

"Where is the house?" I murmured looking around.

I totally forgot.

"I ran from there yesterday, and I kept going!" I try to remember again.

"Paint the house what color ya, ouch!" I'm holding my head.

It was hot and I was hungry, I was thirsty too. And I forgot his house, Mr. Yoga.

Tin tin tin tin!

Again the sound of the horn made me gasp in shock, and this time a black car was behind me. The man inside opened the window, and...

"Get in the car!" yoga sir's orders to me.

It turns out that the one in the car is Pak Yoga. I immediately approached her and got into her car.

"Why are you standing on the street like that? why not go straight to the house?" ask her.

"I forgot which house my father was!" my answer is honest and what it is.

He even chuckles.

"Correctly, the value of your duty was five, it turns out that you are indeed..."

He paused his sentence, for I frowned and looked at him sharply.

"Don't you say I'm stupid?" ask him a little annoyed.

"I didn't say it!" he said while chuckling.

I also wonder why the car is not traveling.

"Why don't these roads drive the car, sir?" many wonder.

"Where are you going? my house is that!" he answered while pointing at the house that was right next to this car stopped.

"Well!" my response is reflex.

'Ih, why is it that if the house is there, tell me to get in the car? you're weird!' my mind is upset.

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