Mr. Teacher, Love You
Aunty Asti and Sofie

After putting my school bag on the study table, I went straight into the bathroom. At first I just wanted to wash my face, but I think the shower will make my mind and body more fresh.

After taking a shower I looked in the mirror, as usual I only wore a short shirt and jeans on my knees. I looked towards my face which did look pale, I added a little glossy lips polish to my lips. But when applying it I again remembered the incident in the car Pak Yoga earlier.

My face flushed, I blushed to myself. That was my first kiss. And Mr. Yoga was the first person that kept me from rejecting him. Attention, mature attitude Pak Yoga makes me feel calm and protected, makes me feel that nearby is the most comfortable place for me.

I touched my lips again when the taste came back there. What an experience I will never forget.

I came out of my room and went down the stairs that connected my father's first and second floors. I immediately headed to the living room, and there I saw Tirta had put all the eggs in a large package into a small package.

"Well, it's done, huh?" I asked in amazement and sat down next to Tirta.

She wrapped up very neatly, the size also looked the same. I just found out that the Tirta that I considered to have been urgently and attentively so far.

"Well, I thought you fainted!" ketus.

"He he, sorry I took a shower! what do I keep doing?" ask Tirta.

"Now, you choose which label to use. I make some, that's abis we scissors keep entering new plastic in the kin into the product!" clearly tell me what I should do.

I was amazed again. I didn't know that Tirta had to think of such a detail. I thought I'd put the label in an egg pack. It turned out that he was thinking of putting it into a small plastic to make it more hygienic.

"Eh even dumbass, which game to choose?" ask her again and I immediately point to the blue label.

"This one, the label is the same as the color of my proposal!" answer me simply.

"Narcissus!" chirp it.

I didn't pay attention to what he said, unlike usual I would get angry. Because he helped me, so I don't mind this.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of knocking on the door made me and Tirta turn their heads together towards the door.

Tok tok tok tok

The beats repeat and get louder. I stood up from my sitting position, as well as Tirta.

"Who the hell? I can't wait for the door!" muttered Tirta who walked towards the door.

I also wondered why the man was knocking on the door so hard. I followed Tirta's steps.

Chequelek

"Who are you?" tirta asked in an unhappy tone of voice.

I approached and was surprised to see two people standing at the door. The one who was behind her was the person I just met this afternoon.

"Asti Aunt!" I said surprised.

Tirta looked back, at me and asked.

"Lu know them?" tanya Tirta relaxed.

I nodded my head quickly.

"Yes, that's Yoga sir's mother!" I answered a little nervous. The problem is that Tirta also does not know my relationship with Pak Yoga right.

Tirta backed down and opened the door wide.

"Please come in Auntie!" say me slowly.

Tirta looked at me curiously, maybe she thought why her mother Pak Yoga came to our house. What business is it? and why his face looks so unfriendly.

A very beautiful woman who had been standing in front of Aunt Asti, retreated and gave Aunt Asti a way to get into the house.

Aunt Asti stepped forward, she kept staring at me and occasionally she looked towards Tirta who was also looking at Aunt Asti with a dislike look.

"So this is your house!" that was the first sentence that Aunt Asti said after entering the house.

I nodded my head immediately.

"Yes, please sit down!" said I tried to be friendly with Aunt Asti.

But it seemed like she had no intention of sitting down, she directly walked up to me and stood right in front of me.

"I don't know why you had such a bad past when you came from a family that was..!"

"Madam, please don't talk carelessly. Although the mistress is the mother of Pak Yoga, but the mistress has no right to talk like that to Rasti!" said Tirta protesting the words of Aunt Asti, he even interrupted her.

But while I was still thinking that, the woman who came along with Aunt Asti instead approached Tirta and looked at her in annoyance.

"Dear to talk to you, it's polite to talk to my future mother-in-law!" he cried no less high tone of voice like Tirta earlier.

I looked at the woman, I began to understand, apparently she was Sofie. Yoseph's sister-to-be and ex-boyfriend of Pak Yoga.

"Those who come in disrespectfully and speak impolitely...!"

Tirta began to get carried away with emotions, her tone of voice really rising. I don't want him fighting with Aunt Asti. I pulled his advancing hand and was about to approach Aunt Asti.

Tirta turned her head towards me, and I could only shake my head so that Tirta would not come forward and speak rudely to Aunt Asti.

Sofie is seen holding Aunt Asti's arm and whispering to her. I can't hear it, I think Tirta is the same. But after that, Aunt Asti took out something from inside her bag, she took out a large and thick brown envelope, and placed the envelope on the table.

Tirta also looked puzzled, she looked towards me and towards the envelope alternately.

"I will not mince words with you, I will say for the first and last time. You Rasti, stay away from my son Yoga. Break up your relationship with her, I don't want to accept a woman with an embarrassing past like you being a member of my family!" firmly Aunt Asti with eyes glaring at me.

"Shut up!" bentak Tirta's.

I no longer know what to say and what to do, my legs go limp. My whole body ached when I heard Aunt Asti saying I should stay away from yoga and also had to break my relationship with her. I don't know what's wrong with me, what he's talking about in the past I don't know.

"You are silent!" snapped Sofie.

"Who are you talking to, this is Rasti's problem with my future mother-in-law?" sofie asked to underestimate Tirta.

"Lu who, I'm Rasti's sister!" tirta was without fear.

"Well, that's great, you're her brother. So teach your sister this correctly, she's still in school but has done embarrassing things, did you know she's even slept with Yoga?" sofie's question made me and Tirta round our eyes in disbelief.

Tirta immediately looked at me, and I immediately shook my head quickly. I've never done that, it's not true.

"Tante, but that's not true. Me and Pak Yoga never ..!"

But just as I was about to defend myself, Sofie quickly walked up to me and pushed me.

"Well, where there is a thief...! if not Yoga, who else do you sleep with?"

"Shut up!" tirta snapped and pushed Sofie to the floor.

I was shocked by all this. I really didn't know what to do, my hands and feet were shaking.

"You know Dr. Dona Resmalia, right?" aunty asked Asti and made Tirta turn her head towards her.

I looked towards Aunt Asti and Tirta, I was not familiar with that name. Tau of Tirta's expression. I think he knows that name.

"From your face I know, you know her! he told me everything. I will be silent and not spread your brother's disgrace, but you must make sure that your sister stays away from my son Adrian Yoga for good, understand!" asserted Aunt Asti on Tirta.

Tirta, who was initially so passionate about emotions, now just shut up and stared softly at me.

Aunt Asti then came back to me.

"Stay away from my son, he's too precious for trash like you!" whisper it in my ear.

Jeger

As a thunderbolt, I can't believe the word came out of the one who gave birth to the man I love the most in this world.

"Take the money as compensation because my son has been playing games with you!" said Aunt Asti as she stepped towards the door.

I was still standing at my place, my eyes were just staring in one direction, and it was the floor. Tears have been welling up in my eyes, but reluctant to spill.

Tirta walked over quickly, grabbed the envelope on the table and threw it out the door.

"Take that, I won't let my sister have any relationship with a morally poor family like you guys!" said Tirta who pushed Sofie and Aunt Asti out the door and closed it, then locked it quickly.

Blams

The sound of the door closing violently. And along with the sound of the door I felt a head ache, my eyes blurred and twitched.

Bruck

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