Mr. Teacher, Love You
Do you like Yoga with Rasti?

I could only smile so much that I showed my row of white teeth to the man who had changed clothes with the shirt and shorts.

I walked closer to Pak Yoga, not too close. I kept a distance of one meter from him.

"Look sir, that's what chased me yesterday was outside. I'm hitchhiking here for a moment sir. Pliss!" I said softly while folding both my hands in front of my face.

Instead of responding, again the man in front of me just kept quiet and just kept looking at me with a look that I could not understand.

"Good.."

I heaved a sigh of relief as soon as Pak Yoga said that sentence.

"But there are conditions!" continued again.

I widened my eyes to hear the continuation of his sentence, he might say there are conditions.

"This father is a loan shark?" say I'm upset.

The truth is, my student card has disappeared now just want to hide away giving conditions. Fix this guy not a good guy. That's my opinion anyway.

The man shrugged his shoulders at a glance.

"Yes, if not. Please come out, or do I need to open the door?" ask her in a bluffing tone.

'People are not right!' my mind is suspicious.

But if I go out now, it can be battered dong. Well how is it? Finally with a heavy heart I looked towards Pak Yoga again.

"Yes, what are the conditions. Do not be that hard, sir, you see that my body is thin, if the word Goddess, my body is called a flat. It won't be strong if you let me help you here, and again..."

"You're this chatty and like to deduce everything yourself huh?" he interrupted what I said with a question.

I kept quiet, and I realized it too. I guess I was too chatty.

Adrian POV Yoga

I just changed clothes, and I intend to find Rasti's student card which I accidentally lost yesterday.

"Where are you?" I murmured while searching every corner of my room.

I searched under the bed, in case the wind got there. But it turns out there wasn't in that place. I turned to the dirty laundry basket, maybe I've put it on my shirt or my trousers. But after rummaging through one basket I also did not find it.

I was thinking, maybe I put it in the car. But when I came out of the room, I saw Rasti standing by the window glancing out.

"Rasti!" called him.

The girl just smiled her head towards me, before long she approached and like she was very clumsy and misbehaved. I just kept quiet to see what the reason was to come back to my house after getting angry and nagging at me earlier.

"Look sir, that's what chased me yesterday was outside. I'm hitchhiking here for a moment sir. Pliss!"

I fell silent, I remembered the grades in her workbook back at school. Actually not all I checked, but I was interested in directly looking for a task book with the name of Rasti Azzura and immediately corrected it. And the result, disappointing, very disappointing. Though this is an IPS major, and the results are still below average.

For some reason, I feel very eager to help Rasti to become a better student. And I have an idea for that.

"Good!" I said that sentence in response. And I saw he was quite happy, he developed a smile and looked to be sighing in relief.

"But there are conditions!" say me again, and just contact it makes the look of happy Rasti changed instantly.

"This father is a loan shark?" that's the sentence he put out in response because of my words earlier. I felt like I would laugh to hear it, only this time someone said such a sentence to me.

I don't want to lose, inexplicably arguing with him makes me feel good and can forget about my previous problems.

"Yes, if not. Please come out, or do I need to open the door?" I bluffed him. And from the look on his face I concluded he was confused, and I guess he had no choice but to agree to what I had just said.

Even though she agreed, she still nagged and made me have to interrupt her words. It's not bad when he's nagging, it feels like a song in my ear. I think I've been affected a lot because of his embrace back then. How big an influence this little girl's embrace has on me. I have to find out what the real cause is I can't stop thinking about her for these two days.

"So what's the condition? why are you silent?" ask him. Like him, this man is impatient.

"You're so ugly you know?" ask him. She pursed her lips, making me even more anxious to see her.

"Oh, that's what orok is built in sir! hard on the fox. From SD too, but I never stayed class sir, just calm down!" answer's relaxed.

I had to shake my head to hear her words just now. Could-can his with an ugly value, he can still relax like that. What the hell does he want to be?

"What do you want to be?" ask him.

He seemed to think, and looked at me after a long silence.

"Wouldn't be anything sir, at most graduated from High School at the same college father, continue his majors must be father also choosein, abis it if there is a business partner who likes me, at most I was betrothed to the same his son continued to marry, continued to have children. That's it! slab answer.

I see myself hearing his answer. Could-can his millennial era girl like now there is still a plate-minded so like this Rasti.

"Are you serious? you have no goals?" ask him.

"Ish, my father did a great job of my life. Did the quarry say what the conditions were?" her question was like her displeased that her personal life was known to others.

"You've been coming home from school this month, taking private lessons with me. Your academics are not helping like that!" say me in a flat and firm tone.

I saw him looking at me with a suspicious look.

"Does you like me?" ask him.

Adrian POV end yoga

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