Mr. Teacher, Love You
What a Beautiful Togetherness

I was still silent at my place, doctor Andika just came out from inside this nursing room. But when he came out it made me even more confused, I did not understand the meaning at all.

She said earlier

"Definitely, maybe in a while we won't see each other, but I promise to come back and see you again!" that was the last sentence he said while stroking my head slowly. After that he left.

I don't understand what that means, is he going far away? then why did he say he promised to come back. If he wants to leave, of course, that's his right, because we're friends now, then he's talking to me.

"Rasti!" call out a voice from the person I've been worried about ever since.

I directly looked.

"Sir Yoga!" say I'm happy. I'm glad he's back and he's fine.

I watched his face and no one was hurt, I was finally able to sigh in relief. But after confirming the state of the Yoga pack I turned back to the back of the Yoga pack, long enough. But I didn't find Tirta there.

"Where is Tirta sir?" I asked slowly as I continued to look towards the door.

I stared at Pak Yoga.

"What's going on? did you guys fight? where's Brother Tirta?" ask me again because Pak Yoga has not yet spoken up.

Pak Yoga then pulled up the chair and finally sat on my right side.

"Yoga go to college! there was a friend who called her and told her that her guidance counselor was looking for her!" answer Pak Yoga while holding my hand gently.

I frowned slightly in wonder, was there really no quarrel going on between them. Not that I expected them to fight, but Tirta came out very emotionally.

"There was no quarrel Rasti, me and Tirta spoke well. I'm grateful he's older than his age, he's willing to listen to my explanation." continued Pak Yoga again.

And what Pak Yoga just said that makes me able to sigh with relief.

"Sir Yoga looks very tired, sister Yoga does not sleep? yoga should go home and rest. Not this afternoon brother Joseph will get married, you have to look fresh!" I said at length and Pak Yoga just kept hugging my hand which he held very tightly.

"I won't be there Rasti, I won't even set foot in that house again!" said pak Yoga. And to be honest, what Pak Yoga said made me gasp.

I feel guilty for what he did to my family.

"Is it all because of me?" ask me lirih.

If all that happened because of me, how sinful I have made a child so behave like this to both parents, he said, and how sinful it is I make the relationship of the two brothers so like this.

Pak Yoga raised his head and shook his head slowly.

"It's not because of you Rasti, it's all because of my stupidity. But never mind, don't think about all that. The doctor says you can't think hard. Oh yeah, I told Marco you were sick and couldn't get to school today, I asked Marco to come to your house and take your proposal assignments. Am I doing the right thing?" ask me Yoga.

I just smiled and nodded. I even forgot about it, but Pak Yoga instead remembered and made my task not in vain.

But from the look on the face of Pak Yoga like what I was worried about had happened.

"So he asked, so I said that you're being treated at this hospital!" the answer is slow and I know that Pak Yoga like her feels very guilty for saying it to Marco.

I just smiled again.

"It's okay, brother, the problem is I just want to spend time with you but...!" I stopped my words.

I just realized that what I said made the gaze of Pak Yoga change. What was once so soft, now seems to look more firm and also deep.

"really?" asked her in a somewhat heavy voice, a little hoarse.

It was the same sound as when Pak Yoga kissed me in his car. My heart started to beat so fast. Like I said the wrong words, like I was waking up a hungry crocodile that was asleep.

Sure enough, not long after asking. Pak Yoga started to stand and rotate the panel automatically to adjust the position of the patient bed that I was sitting on. He turned it into a lying position, and I who was leaning also lie down. I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty as both soft and warm hands of Pak Yoga cupped both of my cheeks.

And our lips are back together, getting longer and deeper. I just kept quiet, I even to the point of shaking because Pak Yoga did not give me space to breathe fresh air. This kiss was longer than Pak Yoga had ever done in his car, occasionally he let go of his lip link and let me take a breath, but before long he re-smoked her again. His hand had even moved from my cheek to my arm.

Chequelek

"Oh, sorry!" a voice made Pak Yoga immediately distanced himself from me. She immediately wiped my wet lips from her actions with her hands.

"I'm sorry, I have to check if the patient's infusion is still there or has run out!" said the nurse who even looked awkward when speaking.

Pak Yoga slightly moved away and let the nurse look and check the infusion and infusion hoses hanging beside me.

"Em, like he still is. I'll check in an hour!" he said and immediately got out of my ward in a hurry.

I chuckled as Pak Yoga scratched his head which I was sure was not really itchy.

"Sir Yoga looks like a money thief caught red-handed!" I said slowly while chuckling.

Yoga is approaching me again.

"Can we continue with that?" ask her timidly.

I opened my mouth to form an O.

"No. no. Sis, this is at the hospital. Not want!" I said to answer the question which is also a request from Pak Yoga was firmly.

"If not in the hospital, can you?" her question again made me widen my eyes at her.

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