Mr. Teacher, Love You
Back to the Yoga House.

Pak Yoga let me into his house, he opened the main entrance wide.

"Sit down, I'll get you a drink! you must be thirsty to walk here!" said it.

I just kept quiet while looking at the carpet that seemed to be different from the one yesterday.

'Well, like her she's already replaced her, she must've put it in the laundry! huh, just wash my clothes rarely, now I have to wash the carpet. Huh.' lamented in my heart.

I sat down and took off my backpack, which put a heavy weight on my shoulder as it contained five notebooks and two package books, a pencil box containing two black and blue pens. I put my backpack next to my seat.

I looked around, there were only paintings and no photos in this house, at least in this room. Didn't know that in her room, I also saw everything was neat. But he locked the door, I don't think he had a maid.

I round my eyes, I just realized one thing.

'Don't he make me his maid?' my inner.

I still kept thinking about all the possibilities that could happen when he came and brought me two glasses of orange juice, and put it on the table.

"Drink!" he then sat next to me.

I slightly shifted my seat and grabbed a glass that was there. I drank the orange juice until it ran out half more, this drink is very fresh. And I am thirsty. Then I put the glass back on the table.

"Thank you sir, now where the laundry is, I'll wash the carpet!" say me.

It feels really awkward in this place, it's better if I get to work on what I have to do and get out of here. Pak Yoga still did not speak, he just kept silent while looking at the glass on the table.

"I've actually brought the carpet to the laundry!" said it.

I was dumbfounded dong, then he didn't say and still told me to come here.

"So my job is no dong? then give me my student card back!" I said while extending my hand in front of him.

He looked at my hands and looked at me in turn.

"I lost it!" answer him without expression.

I round my eyes.

"What?" ask me in a high tone.

"Where the hell sir, masa' yes father can be careless so, masa' only student card can say anyway sir? how is this guy?" my scolding on this man who only had a flat facial expression in front of me.

"I forgot to put it where? Ck.. therefore I brought the carpet to the laundry. So we're even, right?" ask her.

I spontaneously stood up.

"Where do you try? my student card. Where's the break-even from? remember, where did you last put my student card?" I asked to look at him sharply.

"In the room, I change my clothes when you leave. And after that I don't see him anymore!" answer her lightly.

I'm actually really upset, why is he saying all this so lightly. Does he not know if the student card is as important as the ID card.

"Mr know that, anyway? how important the card is to a student like me, I don't want to know if you have to find my card until you get it!" I screamed while stomping my feet on the floor.

The man in front of me turned his head and raised one leg and then placed it on the other leg. He looked at me from head to toe.

Adrian POV Yoga

I was watching this girl in high school uniform in front of me. From the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot I watched him closely.

I was thinking what was really interesting in him, why since yesterday I was always thinking about him. I couldn't even sleep well last night because I kept feeling the same heartbeat when he suddenly hugged me yesterday when he was scared because some students from another school were after him and his friend, he said, until he and his friend hid in my house.

The more I looked at him the more he looked wrong. But I really couldn't find what was interesting and different from him. But honestly, this feeling is not an ordinary feeling. It even feels more thrilling than when I was with my former lover named Sofie.

Adrian POV end yoga

"Hey, Mr Yoga! you're not thinking of anything bawdy, are you?" ask me to speculate.

How can I not say that, since I talked to him but he just kept quiet. And just look at me.

"I'll just go!" say I'm upset.

But as I was about to grab my backpack that was nearby, he pulled my hand until I fell down and hit it. We are in a difficult position to explain at the moment. I tried to get up immediately but Yoga sir's hand held me back.

"Aren't you going to wake up?" ask him.

I raised both my eyebrows. I pushed him and I woke up quickly. I grabbed my backpack and immediately ran out of the Yoga Pak house.

Along the way I kept thinking, what exactly happened to my new teacher. He lost my student card but kept asking me to his house.

"Ih, you freak!" I muttered while shaking my shoulder.

But when I was grumbling, I saw Delia's entourage and her friends exactly ten meters in front of me.

"Eh, that's the Goddess!" shouted one of Delia's friends.

I can't believe it, they can still recognize me.

"Campus me!" murmured me while holding tightly onto my backpack strap.

"Where am I going?" ask me while looking to the right and left.

I ran straight away, I think the only safe place is to go back to Yoga Pak's house. So I ran fast, opened the fence and opened the door of the Yoga Pak house that was closed but not locked.

I looked at the window, I saw them in front of the house.

"Huh huh, really fast. He did it here yesterday, too, right? where is he hiding?" ask Delia's friend.

I kept watching them while stroking my chest.

"Huh, good thing they didn't see me come in here. If I can't, my God! why see them again?" muttered.

"Rasti!" call me Yoga sir who is standing behind me.

And I could only smile grimly at him so he wouldn't ask me out.

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