My neighbor, the flight attendant
Wilson's Birthday Speech

"Kids, you guys really surprised me..."

Initially feeling upset, Nidya was shocked and moved as soon as she entered the classroom. At this moment, Nidya felt that all her efforts were comparable. Although the teacher's salary is not high and the work is demanding as well as exhausting, as long as these students can understand his dedication to their achievements and future, everything is worthwhile.

The usually stern and serious Nidya was unable to endure the cries of her emotions. Most of the students in the class also respect and admire his teacher, Nidya. Although Nidya has strict demands, everything is for the sake of their education.

Moreover, with their charming beauty and slim body as their classroom teacher, there could be no one from the boy who never imagined to touch the beautifully decorated feet of those black stockings.

"Damn it... Chris, ckck... Nidya is the most beautiful female teacher in our school. No wonder the vice mayor's son was constantly chasing after him. Look at her face, her body, and those alluring black stockings... Why didn't I ask to move to your class earlier?"

The schoolboy, Alfiandi, licked his lips. Today, Nidya wears half-transparent black stockings alongside maroon high heels, encircling her beautiful legs that appear elastic, slender, and exude an adult feminine aura. It was something that was passionate and excited for these seventeen and eighteen year old young boys.

"Hehe! What.... is staring at Mother Teacher Nidya again? Yet... Nidya was indeed beautiful, and the black stockings were alluring. But do you not know how strict Nidya is in this matter? My advice, focus on chasing the dream girl at school."

Although Jonathan also has a face like Arthur when he sees Nidya's attractive and sexy legs with black stockings, thinking Nidya is becoming angry and serious, he shivers. He advised Alfiandi who was beside him to dismiss the idea.

However, after hearing this, Alfiandi smiled cunningly and said, "Indeed, Nidya is beautiful, but I definitely will not chase after her. Not even the vice mayor's son managed to snatch his heart! Jonathan, you were right about Nidya's assertiveness! Just imagine...when Vonny read yourself the fake birthday greeting you made on behalf of Wilson, how angry do you think Nidya later? Hahaha..."

"Rubber! For us, the more angry Nidya is, the worse for Wilson... Haha! Besides, I copied Wilson's handwriting on a fake birthday card I just made. No matter how hard he defended himself, no one would believe he was innocent. Hahaha..."

At the thought of this, Jonathan also broke into laughter, impatient to start reading birthday cards. He vividly recalled how he had replaced Wilson's card with it, writing it down like this:

"Dear Nidya, happy birthday! Maybe you don't know, but we all in class really like you. Especially me, I love your beautiful legs that dazzle with stockings, making me miss her every day. It was my motivation to come to school. How I wish I had a girlfriend like you so I could touch your beautiful feet with these stockings properly... This has been my wish throughout High School..."

At its core, it was the content Jonathan wrote on his birthday card. He doesn't make it too vulgar or explicit because doing so will diminish its authenticity. Moreover, what was written on the card could be considered the collective feeling of all the male students in Grade 2 during the three years together. Just imagine, all those male students in Class 2 had faced a beautiful and attractive classroom teacher with black stockings for three years, only able to see but unable to touch. Their desires, which were forcibly harbored for three years, were extremely strong!

And at that moment, while sitting in the last row, Wilson noticed the homeroom teacher, Nidya, coming into the classroom. Like everyone else, he clapped his hands enthusiastically, but his eyes could not stop glued to Nidya's beautiful black socks.

"This morning, when in the workspace of the English department, teacher Nidya wore a pair of black socks. half of them covered her legs, they were so alluring..."

Wilson gulped his saliva, trying his best not to think about it, but the more he pressed, the more the images flashed by themselves in his mind. He even felt as if his hand, as in the morning, was grabbing Nidya's slender arm tightly.

"Hey, hey, hey.. are you crazy? What are you doing.. Saying Happy Birthday to Teacher Nidya.. Why are you clutching my arm so hard, you're a madman?"

It was only when Melvin, the fat boy, cried out in pain from Wilson's strong grip that he suddenly regained consciousness. He realized that he had grasped the greasy arm and contained Melvin fat in surprise, and quickly let go.

Meanwhile, class teacher Nidya has arrived in front of the room, where a cake awaits her. Vonny, the prima donna and the class president, tied her long hair into a bun and held out a beautiful little gift box, with the sweet word, "Teacher Nidya, this is a birthday gift from all of us, she said, the students. Although not much, this represents our sincere gratitude for your care and assistance over the past three years!"

"Vonny, thank you! Thank you, everyone! I am so shocked, moved and happy today. Whatever you give me, I love it. I'll keep it as a memento..."

With a smile, Nidya opened the package of gifts, and saw a pen brand Hero. She joyfully held it and said, "When you all graduate from High School and go to college, every time I write with this pen, I will remember you. I'll remember all of your smiling faces..."

"Bu Nidya, besides this gift, every one of us in the class wrote our respective greeting on the card. Now let me represent everyone and read the words..."

Vonny picked up a stack of over fifty cards and began to read them out excitedly, "This is a remark from Celine to Nidya's teacher: 'Bu Nidya, please, thank you for leading Class 2 with heart and dedication over these three years. You are the best and most beautiful homeroom teacher in our hearts. Happy Birthday to you...'"

After each card was read out, applause rumbled from the students, and Nidya's heart grew softer with each passing moment. Tears could no longer be held out of his eyes. Vonny immediately took the next card and continued, "Next is the wish of Thomas for Nidya's teacher..."

Vonny continued to recite over forty heartfelt wishes one by one, each card filled with prayers and deep expectations from the students to their class teacher, Nidya. Only a few cards remained in his hand, and with no thought, Vonny took out the next card and continued reading it, "Next is the wish of Wilson for Nidya's teacher..."