My husband is my teacher
The bad days

Since Latika's decision to stay away from Afriadi.

The bland life can be felt every day, every day they pass without any meaning at all. Home is lifeless.

Month after month just passed by.

The days that really will not be able to pass, they pass by sincerely and steadfastly.

Because of Latika's decision. Much has changed, from exercise scores, PR, replicates, exams, and reports all declining.

From Latika who was once 2nd now he got 15 semesters 2 class 11.

Afriadi only put on a face that is difficult to guess when looking at the Latika report card value.

The classmates no one wants to be friends with Latika, not for what reason. But, Latika became shy and quiet in her class so she was far away. Hana, Nana, and Salasiah also moved away from Latika the three of them got further and further away. Hem... Even worse, Hadi also followed away whenever Latika approached him away, arguing that this was it.

Every Hour of Rest Latika went to her work library there instead of reading books, but writing diaries, which Latika did every day there, sometimes after writing she read books.

If at home Kina continues to come every day to the house to tease Afriadi, not at home but, also at school, sometimes Kina disturbs Latika. Afriadi is now also cold with Latika. Bik Ipah and Mang Juneb are close to Latika.

The hard days were not to pass, sometimes Latika cried in the room, the sadness in the heart that was not held back anymore.

Throughout the holidays last semester Latika was only at home to help Bik Ipah. No Afriadi took him on vacation, talk rarely like anyone else.

Mang Juneb and Bik Ipah have brought them closer together many times, but have failed instead. Like that day, the first week of the semester break. Bik Ipah spilled soapy water on the floor so that Latika would slip and Afriadi caught him or Afriadi became more attentive to him because his legs were sprained, Bik Ipah's plan like that. Once they both appear from different directions according to plan, Bik Ipah is ready with his soapy water. Pretending to mop the floor, the feeling of Bik Ipah there is something strange with soapy water it feels like soapy water is less slippery. Bik Ipah tested with his feet and...

Duuk... Bik Ipah fell. Feeding weapons Sir.

Fast Latika and Afriadi help Bik Ipah. Due to his own three-day ulama Bik Ipah's ass nyut nyut nyut pulsating, and Latika more extra Latika working.

Mang Juneb was also not less unlucky with Bik Ipah, like that day. Day Ten of school holidays.

Mang Juneb came home from the Market, he smiled broadly at the contents of his pocket, the goods he had just bought at the market, there was this plan.

The day Mang Juneb launched his plan, Mang Juneb again washed the car at Afriadi see again sitting on the porch of the House reading Latika Book is not far away he was gardening tidying up the flowers. Mang Juneb picked up the secret weapon in his shirt pocket he knew Latika must have screamed in fear with his weapon so Afriadi wondered then Latika ran towards him and hugged tightly, just like that in Mang Juneb's mind.

When he was ready with his plan, inexplicably Mang Juneb cried out in fear...

Buurs... Mang Juneb's butt got into the bucket, Afriadi and Latika quickly approached Mang Juneb. Oi, Mang Juneb fell down because he was surprised to see there were two weapons in his pocket, he realized that the other weapon was moving and he saw it was real, screaming in fear anyway he was afraid of cockroaches.

Latika laughs to see Mang Juneb stuck in the bucket, painstakingly helping Afriadi Mang Juneb out to help Latika.

Nyut Nyut nyut nyut Mang Juneb's waist.

What else did they do to bring these two people together again.

Latika really isn't messing around.

He was able to get through everything.

Not felt now Latika has stepped on Class 12 semester 1.

08:00 in the morning.

Latika ran down the hallway, towards the classroom.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Latika appeared in front of the Class doorway, panting.

"Wa'alaikum..." The Class dwellers answered partly shaking their heads. Kamarudin Master who entered the lecture also shook his head.

"Sorry sir, I'm late. Can I come in, sir?" Latika was still standing there waiting for Kamarudin to let her in.

Kamarudin nodded to let Latika in, "Come in."

"Here was Latika," he called out suddenly.

Latika went to approach Kamarudin, her head lowered.

"Where is the task I gave you?" Kamarudin won over the task he gave Latika.

Latika scratched her non-itchy head, and smiled faintly. Mr. Kamarudin already knew that Latika did not do the task he gave.

His classmates were whispering in the back.

"Well..." Kamarudin sighed, though,

"Latic... Latics... You're just making my head go woozy. Here's what Latika is.

Now you go clean the toilet, and meet me at the Principal's office."

Latika wanted to explain but Kamarudin did not give her a chance to talk.

"No bargaining, now you go clean the Toilet, then meet me at the Principal's Office. It's gone now."

Latika leaves the Classroom, accompanied by the cheers of her classmates.Besides Sohibnya, they just keep quiet.

Latika went to clean the toilet.

Not long after Latika cleaned the toilet. Kina came to kick the bucket filled with water.

Latika skirts and shoes were wet with water.

"Gee... Whoa... Whoa... Looks like there's a toilet cleaner out there."

Latika did not care that she continued to wipe the mirror that was there.

"Latika do you remember, right?"

Latika's trembling hands stopped wiping the mirror, yes she still remembered even up to the semicolon of Kina's sentence. He took a deep breath trying to be patient.

Latika continued to wipe the mirror.

Feeling unheeded Kina went out of the Toilet.

Before he came out.

Kina recalled the threat she gave a few months ago.

Although every day kina reminded Latika, still Latika will remember that even if she notices once.

Not long after Latika finished cleaning the Toilet, Latika went to the Headmaster's Office.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikum..."

Latika looked around the room and it turned out Kamarudin was not there. Duh, Latika does not dare to enter if there is no Kamarudin. His heart was pounding steadily, especially if with Afriadi could quickly finish at most given a warning and told to return to class. But, looking into her sharp eyes, talking to her, she couldn't. Enough of their homes were made like the Hell of Zamharir, the coldest Hell. What's more here, Latika behaves like the Afriadi Iceberg like the most cold and torturous of the Gahassaq waters. What will be this School can be a School immediately so Nereka Zamharir.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Latika was surprised, afraid she stepped into the Headmaster's Office facing Afriadi. Their distance ranges from 3 meters, keeping the distance.

Afriadi who was sitting in his chair saw Latika's skirt and shoes wet.

His heart was busy asking, why is it wet?

"What else is this?" asked Afriadi, leaving his job.

"Ep... That sir, I'm late coming again."

"That's all?"

Latika wanted to answer, to Kamarudin's hunt cut from outside the Office, "Not only that."

Kamarudin appeared on the doorstep of the Principal's Office, "Assalamu'alaikum..."

"Wa'alaikum..." Latika and Afriadi replied, seeing Kamarudin entering the room like Sahrukan hohoho...

"Sir he was not just late but, the task I gave him was not done."

"Why is Latika late?" asked Afriadi, her tone cold. He did not expect that Latika would be late, but this morning he left first.

"That's it, I'm bad luck sir." Latika replied, her head lowered. He was late because Mas Ojolnya motorcycle tires leaked, and the task given Kamarudin was not completed because Latika overslept while doing the task and his book was left behind because of a hurry.

"Alright, it's stale the reason you gave Latika. I'm tired of hearing your excuses. Latika you are already in 12th grade, give a good example for your classmates, do not the bad you example. I will leave this school soon. Don't you want to get good grades? If you want good grades, change your attitude-"

"That's it. Latika you can go now." Afriadi released Latika again.

"Eh, Sir..." Kamarudin was shocked, seeing Afriadi.

"Next time don't repeat. The teachers have reported a lot about you. This time I love you. Do not repeat it again. Now go, just in a minute," said Afriadi.

Quickly Latika left the room.

"I think you're going to punish him, or something.

But, you let go."

"Do I have to punish him?" Afriadi asked coldly, "It's not that you've been looking for him.

Suffice that. He-" Afriadi did not continue his sentence, shutting his mouth tightly.

Kamarudin let out a short sigh, sitting in the guest chair.

"Why did the boy change, when he wasn't like this... If the boy keeps this up. What do you want to be? This is the umpteenth time he's late in my class hours. Looks like the kid's got a problem..."

Afriadi did not answer, he only listened to Kamarudin speak.