My husband is my teacher
Exercises

School park.

Under the shady tree.

The three of them were sitting there, in a chair under a tree.

A breeze passed by stroking their cheeks.

Their faces are no stranger, who else if not 3 Latika sidekicks.

"Why are we sitting here?" asked Salasiah, his chin touching his knee.

"Eum..." Nana shrugged, weak.

"I want to play with Latika," said Salasiah, bored.

"Me too" said Nana weakly

"Well... There is no Kina.

Come on, we're going" Salasiah suggested.

"If we go, danger.

Kina knows our secret, if our parents know, or how does she spread it on social media? Our fans know. Gawat," said Hana complete with gestures.

"Well... How does he know?" grumbled Nana.

"Of course." Hana shrugged her shoulders, "I used to go to school with her... Hem, but I don't know where he got the info. You remind me of the incident when we were Junior High until now our parents do not know. It's a matter of where he knows."

"Kina stakler, yes." Salasiah grunting.

"Piscoprat, cot." Nana.

"So how's this?" Hannah asked them for their opinion.

"Well..." Hannah complained,

"What can we do."

"We attack him, just crackle, "proposed Nana who sat next to Salasiah.

"Eh... You don't know, Nana.

Kina's a black belt in karate martial arts. Listen to me," said Salasiah doubtfully.

Says Nana, "I'm also a black belt in karate."

"I don't want my face to break, bones to break, to crumble. Later if you fight caught by the Principal hit sekor later.

What is my power, if you fight once slammed, kao. Keep that secret unraveling, keep our parents know, fens we know. The evidence is too strong, there are more photos." Salasiah looked down to cry, "I'm sorry to do that again."

"Ep... So how?" Nana is weak.

"Ep... Just be patient, or we grab the phone and erase the evidence. We make plans, find opportunities if his phone is not locked with his phone using fingerprints, it will be difficult for us to look for opportunities when he is careless when he plays his phone" Hana said.

Get a thumbs up from his friend.

"Well... Later I ask to teach my brother, how to take the prints as a person. Good no?," said Nana confidently, got a thumbs up from her friend.

"People are coming."

Hana looked at Kina from far away.

Quickly they change their attitude of silence and busy with their respective phones.

"Hey! All the.

Here, I buy you some water." Kina greeted, giving the bottled water she bought to them.

Nana looked at Kina cynically, her heart exclaiming, "Water is just."

Salasiah cried out, "Water is not there.

Indeed, this stomach just needs water, this stomach also wants to eat, not just you who eat."

So did Hana, looking at Kina annoyed, her battery exclaimed in annoyance, "From just now wait for her here, only given water.

She's good to eat."

"Why look, take it," forced Kina.

Hana took the water, after Nana and Salasiah, pouting for water.

"That's dong."

Kina sat in the middle of them, forcibly shifting Salasiah and Nana, who were moved to put on a sour face. Kina plays her phone.

The heads of the three of them were long lyrics to each other, ready for action but did not have the courage to point at each other.

"Eh... Look." Kina showed the photos to the three of them, "Handsome, huh?"

"Began already," the three of them inwardly exclaimed, "Hurry up this day passes."

Salasiah, Nana, and Hana stared at each other already having memorized their work with Kina only looking at the photos of handsome men, and most often gossiping.

The faces had to be clearly plastered on the faces of Hana, Nana, Salasiah. Although they like to see handsome guys, but not too much too.

Asik-asik look at this, look at that.

Afriadi passed in front of them.

Batin Afriadi said, "... Again you've misbehaved Afriadi. It's not at home but, at school."

"The handsome father passed by" cried Salasiah his eyes did not run away from Afriadi.

"Gee... Father," said Kina his eyes did not run away from Afriadi. He let his guard down, his phone was placed on the bench next to Hana in a state of light. Salasiah and Nana's eyes were busy telling Hana to pick up the phone, which she was told to be scared.

Just now Hana's hand was about to touch Kina's phone body, pulled back to see Kina turned to look at her.

Their faces pias. Nana patted her head, Salasiah bit her lip, Hana lowered her head. Allegedly they were found out, but the truth...

"Eh... What do you think Mr Afriadi is, does it fit me?" asked Kina for an opinion.

The eyes of the three of them were perfectly rounded. I guess got caught, stroking the chest of relief.

"Match..." Hana answered. The battery refused, "Not then."

"I-yes" said Salasiah. Inversely proportional to his inner self, "It still fits Latika rather than you."

Nana even got a brilliant idea.

"Kina, how about you approach Mr Afriadi? Looks like Mr. Afriadi is sad again, how do you know you need entertainment, so..." Nana possessed Kina, "You understand. It's a chance."

"Let's... I get it." Kina pointed at Nana, her long finger in play.

No need to be told 2 times, Kina had gone to Afriadi who was sitting not far from them.

"Yuk, go," Nana asked, followed by her friend.

Kina left, the three of them also left again there was a chance.

"Bapaaaakkk..," surprised Kina, sitting down next to Afriadi.

Beucap the inner Afriadi, "Astaufirullah."

Pout straight at his face.

"Well..."

Afriadi complained that Kina was beside him.

"Father is there a problem?," asked Kina in a soft voice.

"Em" guma Afriadi.

His heart asked, quickly input so far away from Kina.

Ting... Kegs...

Inner Afriadi was grateful, "Alhamdulillah.

Long live."

Just now Afriadi asked, the bell has rung.

"Yes, Kina. The bell has rung. Kina's in class again."

Afriadi got up from his seat.

Kina puffing Afriadi, kina puffing Afriadi,

"I'll go first."

Afriadi stepped quickly leaving Kina.

"His... It's just that the approach is gone," said Kina shuffling her waist, looking back at her stolen friend already lost. Kina stomped her feet to the ground annoyed.

The bells in rang, the teachers went into their respective classes, megajar.

Time does not seem to go on. Until it feels like it's been hours home.

***

The quiet atmosphere at the dining table.

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

Just the sound of a busy spoon, echoing in the ceiling of the House.

They were busy with the food they ate, not a word came out of their mouths.

Bik Ipah tried to understand the situation, moving away leaving them both. He knew there was a problem between them.

Latika tried to open the words, her hands stopped bribing, talk to her, "Abang, from tomorrow Adek came home a little slow, because it should be a drama practice with friends."

Latika glanced at Afriadi, asking for an answer, "May?"

"Em, you can." Afriadi.

The atmosphere became quiet again, just liquid.

Afriadi glanced at Latika, his heart calling,

"It seems Adek has forgotten.

Good."

***

Her night.

Afriadi watched television in the Family Room not far from the kitchen.

Latika finished cleaning up the rest of the meal, followed by a short look from a distance.

Afriadi played Latika's favorite Korean drama film.

Fresh Latika saw a Korean drama film playing, as Latika approached sitting on the sofa next to Afriadi, smiling at the drama.

When Afriadi was about to switch, Latika's hand stopped immediately,

"Don't play it to another, this one alone."

"Well... I love movies like this." Afriadi gave up watching.

"Damor..."

Latika does not listen to enjoy her movie.

Afriadi's face turned sullen, sour. I want to play the movie

When it came to his romantic scene, the male lead teased the female lead on the sofa.

The woman lying stiff on the sofa, right the man in front of her holding the woman's chin, the man's face getting closer... Get close... Get close...

"Damn..."

Latika could hear herself, Afriadi who had since shifted her eyes was interested to see.

"Damor..."

Afriadi was amazed to see the wife who had been grinning herself.

"Adek likes it like that?" asked Afriadi.

Latika did not listen very well to Afriadi's words, just answer, "Yes."

"Eum.." Afriadi.

Soon after the film was connected, Latika wanted to leave.

But, dear hunt prevented Afriadi.

"Let's..." Latika.

His hands were drawn until he sat on his lap, his hands were comfortable in Latika's waist.

"Eh... What do you want?" Latika encourages Afriadi, trying to break away from him. His heart was stricken, beating fast.

Afriadi looked at her seriously, holding Latika's chin up lifting her up slightly so that it was parallel to her face.

"What do you want?" asked Latika, her face flushed red.

"You like it" said Afriadi in a flat tone.

"Well... Like what?" Latika frowned, her mind had already arrived.

"That was." Afriadi did not blink, pulling Latika closer to him.

"I just like the drama, not the anime." Latika pushing hard Afriadi.

"really?" Afriadi was suspicious. At the same time, who liked people in the first drama, the appearance of actors and artists, the second ahem ahem, the third new story and the setting of the place.

"Yes." Yeah." Latika tried to let go of herself, the closer her face approached Latika distanced her face but the closer her face got closer. Until Latika's body flicked backwards.

Boooms... Boooms... Booms...

Latika's heart is disco.

Tup... Latika's hand pulled over Afriadi's lips that began to swallow.

"Take off Bang, Adek is still in school" he said in a quivering tone of voice.

Afriadi smiled widely behind Latika's hand, he held back a laugh.

Releasing her grip after helping the strapping Latika sit on her lap.

Latika's face turned red.

His hand had not yet slipped from Afriadi's lips.

Afriadi laughed, disintegrating Latika took her hand away from Afriadi's lips.

"Adek is still School, but the mind has already gotten there. Watch the drama of romance only," taunted Afriadi.

"A-branch t-tadi in a b-so school," guma Latika softly.

Afriadi heard Latika's murmur, replying, "Huh... Who's wrong is surprising."

Latika grinned to know it was her fault.

"Which brother can stand it..."

Inner Latika whispered, "Where can it stand she said."

Latika's face is getting weaker.

"Abang is just stamped-" Afriadi's sentence was truncated looking

Latika had already run away leaving her alone there, towards her room.

Afriadi laughed at his wife's behavior, feeling very satisfied to tease his wife.

***

To esokan day.

The drama practice has begun, the time to appear in the count is only 2 weeks away. Students prepare themselves.

The plan after school, 1 class of drama training

in tandem.

Everything went well.

Every time I come home from school in the 11th grade IPA A always rehearses drama together. Bring food and eat together in the school hall.

Surprisingly, all the drama players can do good acting, memghayati their respective roles.