Mr. Teacher, Love You
Because of Sofie's Passion

Adrian POV Yoga

At first I was very impatient to bring my mother to Rasti, I also had to convince Rasti who was initially hesitant and afraid to meet my mother when our relationship was still very new.

But I finally made Rasti sure and wanted to accompany me to meet my mother. But Rasti's fear that my mother would not approve of our relationship proved to be true. When Rasti and I came, my mother didn't seem to welcome him very well. But I'm still trying to convince myself that maybe it's because Rasti is still in high school.

But it was not like that, after Rasti went to the fitting room to try on the dress she was going to wear at the wedding reception for Yoseph's sister, the mother began to say what she thought of Rasti.

"Can't you find a woman more mature than her?" ask my mother who really shows that she doesn't approve of Rasti being my girlfriend.

"Mother don't talk like that, I love her so much! she's a nice girl, she's very honest, she's who she is and more importantly she can always make me happy!" obviously I told my mom about how I felt about Rasti.

"But look at her Yoga, she's so skinny like an unkempt girl. Or maybe what Sofie said was true?" my mother asked with a suspicious look at me.

"What did Sofie say?" I interrupted quickly.

"She's not a good girl, did she take pregnancy-preventing pills until they had an effect on her body like that?" ask my mother.

I was surprised, I couldn't even speak anymore. I just shook my head many times in disbelief at what my mother had just said.

"Did you rate me that low? is it possible that I touched my lover who was only seventeen years old?" I asked my mother.

I really don't believe this, I trust Sofie more than she says. My mother asked me if my boyfriend took a pregnancy-preventing pill, isn't it the same as saying I'm not a nice guy who wants to touch a woman before we're tied to a wedding.

Hearing what I said, my mother immediately embraced me and shook her head slowly.

"Mom.not so boy. Mom doesn't talk about you. She probably has an ex-boyfriend and...!"

"Mommy's enough, I'll tell mom. Rasti is not that kind of woman. She's a good girl, from a good family. And I'm her first boyfriend, don't do anything that doesn't, Mom, just kiss her I don't dare. And he won't let me do that to him either!" obviously I was with my mom. I want my mom to know that her thinking is not true.

"But Sofie said you and him..!"

"I don't believe this, I even believe in the words of women who even before marriage have confessed that they slept with Joseph's sister! try to think again! do you believe more in my words or in a woman like that?" my question made my mother bow and fall silent.

I didn't expect that I'd been in love with a woman like Sofie, a cunning woman who would easily slander even this cruel woman. He even said a plain girl like Rasti was a woman who was like having no shame and self-esteem. I'll really make a calculation with him someday.

I really hope, I didn't tell Rasti all this. I knew he'd be so hurt hearing all this. I would be sad if he was sad. Mother was still silent, when the boutique maid who had gone with Rasti came and greeted me.

"Sorry Mr. Yoga, Miss Rasti is calling you, she's like she's having a little trouble..!"

I didn't have to wait for the waiter named Prita to finish talking, I immediately stood up and approached him.

"Please show me the way!" say me

Prita immediately walked and I followed her to another room not far from where my mother was. I saw Rasti peeking out of the door of the fitting room. I approached him and asked.

"What are you doing?"

He slowly walked out from behind the door, and when he came out the clothes he was wearing looked extremely oversized and drowned his small body.

"Look, I'm slipping in this shirt!" his protest.

"Gtip!" I can't not laugh. And when I laughed I saw him very upset and pouting.

"That's why I don't want to wear this shirt!" it was more like whining.

"Sorry baby, but you have to wear it. Or we could just change the model!" say me.

"Can you?" ask me

Prita quickly nodded her head.

"Could, miss would like to be at home how. I'll take note!" he said while taking a small note and a pen out of his pocket.

"You're cut, not this long. Here and there!" he said while putting his hands on his knees.

"Don't, just kneel down or a little below the knee!" sidelines me fast. I don't want her to wear a dress on her knees.

Although he slightly poked his lips, he finally agreed.

"Yes, keep behind him love the ribbon yes, let it be beautiful!" said Rasti again.

I just chuckled at what he said. I saw the waiter finished taking notes.

"Well miss, I'll tell this to Madam Asti first!" he said and left.

"I'll change it!" said Rasti then went into the fitting room again.

When he turned around, I held his hand.

"Want me to help you?" ask me to tease him.

But he quickly pulled his hand.

"Eh, what's the talk? not ashamed of the title! beware, don't look!" he said a little threatening.

I just smiled to see her go into the fitting room. I lowered my head, I don't think I know how to explain my mother's opinion to Rasti about her. I hope he doesn't ask, because if he asks. I should probably lie to him.

"Master, Madame Asti agrees!" said Prita who surprised me.

"Oh well, is mom still there?" ask Prita.

"Still, she's with Miss Dona! excuse me sir!" prita said and left.

Chequelek

Rasti opened the door and she was back in her school uniform.

"It's over, right?" he asked and I quickly nodded.

"Once, we'll meet mom first. We're going to the supermarket looking for eggs!" I said it and it made Rasti smile.

We approached my mother who was chatting with Aunt Dona, a well-known psychiatrist in the city.

"Rasti!" call Aunt Dona.

I was very surprised how Aunt Dona got to know Rasti. But strangely Rasti was even confused, like not knowing Aunt Dona.

Adrian POV end yoga

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