My husband is my teacher
Red face

"YYYYYY...."

Latika's heart screamed loudly, running away from Afriadi. Go into the room.

BLUUUSIAN...

Afriadi's face flushed.

Afriadi held his lips, as if in disbelief of what had just happened, his mind was floating everywhere.

Afriadi's legs were broken slowly stepping up the stairs, the tablet in his hand almost missed.

"YYYYYYY...."

Latika threw herself

to the bed.

Pulling a bolster pillow, hugging her tightly, covering her red face.

His face was still red.

"YYAAA...

A-branch...

A-branch just now,

a-branch just now, just recently..." Latika screamed away the bolster pillow, stuttering she said the word,

"Me-kissing... Kiss my bi-lips."

BLUUUSIAN...

His face was red.

"The lips are soft." Latika touched her lips her mind floated out of nowhere.

"Let's... Conscious Latika."

Kainya jerks at the bed.

Plaque... Plaque... Plaque...

Latika slapped her cheeks, trying to eliminate the negative thoughts, which were engulfed in her brain.

"Let's... Latika....

Ah... Bring me prayers."

Instead of this thought drifting on, Latika immediately took the water of ablution, and performed the isha' prayer'.

How many minutes passed.

After praying Isya' Latika decided to study.

"aaagh... Not focused."

He hopes that learning can make him forget about the incident.

I just opened a book, too,

she smiled in her face again.

Baaacs... The powerful Latika closing the book removed her face from her sight.

At a moment Latika recalled the words Mang Juneb had said this afternoon,

"The man has a lust Non, try Non-remember all this time Mr. held back his lust. Sir is being mediocre. But, Non in the heart of the most profound Master, Master wants TO BE LIKE THE OTHERS."

"LIKE THE OTHERS..." Latika's mind floated already.

'Home + Wife \= ...' Think negatip.

"Let's..." Latika shrieks.

Plaque... Plaque... Plaque... He slapped his cheek, climbed up from the desk to learn to get into bed.

He could no longer speak the words of Mang Juneb.

His hand pulled the blanket, getting ready for bed.

'The man's lust after marriage will increase'

The words cast a shadow in his mind.

Within minutes Latika was asleep, forced.

Below, in the living room.

Afriadi with Kina.

The usual parti Kina always comes to bimbel, the reason.

Afriadi taught Kina.

During Afriadi taught Kina.

He looks agitated.

He saw the clock on his phone.

21:37 pm.

"China is 9pm. Lesson stopped here first."

"Why sir? Kina still wants to learn."

Out her pretentious style, "Father is sick?"

Tangannta moved to touch Afriadi's forehead.

THE BAAAAST...

Afriadi wanted to pull him off. But, the beauty of Bik Ipah who brushed Kina's hand.

"Master is fine.

He's not sick. You know what time it is, it's 9 p.m.

Sir wants a break.

Non-Kina should go home now, rest tomorrow will want to go to school. Pity Papa Non waiting at Home," said Bik Ipah evicting him in a subtle tone.

Kina stared at the cynical Bik Ipah, her heart saying, "What the hell is it, huh..."

Because of the words of Bik Ipah, Kina immediately went home even though she had to.

After Kina came home, the house became quiet.

Bik Ipah cleaned the table, glanced at Afriadi who was sitting leaning back like many thoughts, "Master if the girl is so again Sir don't just sit still, rebuke loudly so as not to do it again, thankfully Non does not exist if anyone can misunderstand. Partly it's a girl's irritation from the look of already know..."

Afriadi did not listen very well to the words of Bik Ipah.

Afriadi got up from his seat, stepped out of the living room, just a few steps away, his steps stopped hearing Bik Ipah said.

"Sir, that was good."

Bik Ipah thumbs up, smiling looking at his teeth.

Afriadi stopped stepping, turned his back to see Bik Ipah smilingly looking at his teeth with his thumbs up, "Did Bibik see it?"

Bik Ipah nodded.

The red Afriadi's face met.

"... Steady Master as in a romantic drama... Aaa... You are getting brave..."

Bik Ipah seduces Afriadi laughing.

Afriadi rushed away leaving Bik Ipah in the living room hiding his red face together.

Bik Ipah came out of the living room carrying a napkin filled with dirty glasses, bringing it to the kitchen. He was endlessly laughing to her it was an interesting experience seeing his Master and Wife ahem.

Bik Ipah saw the incident.

He passed by accidentally after delivering a drink and he saw.

Afriadi stopped stepping in front of Latika's room.

"So she didn't learn. Are you still thinking about what happened? Is he asleep?," said Afriadi standing in front of Latika's bedroom door. Her pliers were already holding the doorknob wanting to open. But, stopped, he still remembered about the incident earlier, he chose to turn around to his room only.

***

The clock on the wall is ticking, the needles are chasing each other, and it's always the Clock that's missing.

"Eum..."

"Hum..."

Afriadi looked agitated, his eyes closed lying on the bed, turning his back.

One to the Right, one to the Left.

Right left, right left, right left.

"Well..." His eyes were sticky, tousling hair, "Why don't I sleep too?"

He thought again of the incident.

"Crazy you Afriadi." Afriadi was attacked with his bati, he said,

"Adek must have been very surprised earlier.

You're mad... Maddened... Maddened... Maddened...Maddened.... Why do I play on my tablet when I go up the stairs? Why did you hit him anyway?"

"But..."

Afriadi held her lips.

"Alhamdulillah.

Sustenance..."

Plaque... Plaque... Plaque...

Afriadi slapped his cheek firmly.

"Ah... Think you're Afriadi. Don't think about anything.

Ah... Afriadi's fast asleep is late tonight."

He fixed the position of the pillow, patted it, pulled the blanket, and began to close his eyes.

Tak... Tak... Tak...

The clock on the wall is ticking.

Afriadi did not go to sleep either, his eyes were closed but he had not slept, he thought still hovering.

Not long.

JREEENG...

His eyes were literate, looking at the ceiling of his room, his eyes fixed on the clock at the small table next to him at 11:50 p.m.

"Well..." Afriadi let out a heavy sigh,

He rubbed his hair, "I have trouble sleeping."

Both of his hands rubbed his face.

"Hm... Bring Sports alone, how to know tired continue to sleep."

He climbed down from the bed. Undressed him. Start stretching, warming up and starting Sports from pus up, sit up, run in place, and others.

After doing a lot of sports, he felt tired and...

BRUUU...

Falling on the bed, on his stomach, in an instant he was asleep.

Clock Needles, Minute needles, Seconds needles, chasing each other. Always the Second Hand that used to be and always the Clock hand left behind.

The atmosphere is quiet, and the cool night breeze.The hallways, alleys look quiet, the lights of the houses of the citizens are half dead.

People sleep in dreams.

Latika fell asleep in the room.

Hugging bolster pillow.

The dawn time.

*****... *****...*****...

The clock sounded.

"Eum..." Afriadi was disturbed by the sound, with his eyes still closed, his hand moved to look for the suber of the sound.

Her cries continued to fumble.

The sound source felt close.

Her cries stopped reaching, unable to reach, forced Afriadi to move a little to reach the clock.

Tampa realized he was already on the edge of the bed, once moving a little then he would...

BRAAAK...

Fall down.

He fell off his bed, smelling the floor. His eyes were immediately lit up.

"Yes Adek, you're awake."

Afriadi was shocked at the origin of the sound, holding his hand.

"Well... There's no adek." He realized that no one was ready in his room.

Afriadi finished what dreams, huh?.

His breath was stretched, grabbing the side of the bed.

"Well... Astaufirullah."

He sat on the edge of the bed, reaching for the clock at the small table next to him. Deadly alaramnya.

"Well..."

Afriadi rubbed his hair, yawned.

A few minutes later, the morning azan was clamoring.

Hearing the sound of dawn, Afriadi climbed up from the bed, rubbing his neck turning his head slightly, left Right.

Walk in the bathroom.

Clean his body, get ready to pray

After the completion of dawn, Muslims carry out their duty, prayer.

Not long after the dawn prayer, Afriadi lay on his bed, initially just closing his eyes. Not long after he went back to sleep again.

While Latika went down to help Bik Ipah in the kitchen. Cook for Afriadi because he can praise Latika added the spirit of cooking for him.

Time keeps going.

07:00 in the morning.

Latika has left for school to be escorted with Mang Juneb.

'This morning Brother does not look at the trunk of his nose said Bik Ipah Afriadi again Sports, but strangely, long ago his Afriadi Sports.' Think Latika.

Latika was a little disappointed in Afriadi, he hoped to get more praise from Afriadi for cooking food for him.

Arriving at school.

Before long the bell rang, enter the hour of the first lesson.

During class next to the storm.

Stuttering Latika uttered the first words of the Afriadi English next class teaching. But, it was a storm like there was no teacher, some of the students came out of the classroom. Our class just extended their heads, saw them out of the classroom, free.

The desire of this class also wants to not learn, but what power the teacher already has, standing in front of explaining about Sound Waves, Physics lessons

"By the way long ago also Brother Sports. Sports or what, long time right, from this morning until now. A lot of it is already fat, yes," said the Inner Latika.

Oi, Afriadi is not a sport, he overslept.