My Teacher
(Melody) Trapped Charming Doctor Handsome
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Looks like a mature man who will turn 28 years old is standing in front of a mirror, while buttoning his long shirt sleeves. The Reinart Zafri Chairil. Just call me Zafri. The son of a police general named Zafri Arkana Chairil and his mother named Ceisya Aliyana Raquel. She has a younger sister who is 6 years old. Her name is Aiyla Shakiela Chairin.
Growing up with the affection of the mother and the firmness of the father made him a respected person. Zafri is an S2 graduate at Harvard University, one of the best universities in the world. Zafri also includes excellent students, graduating with satisfactory abilities and skills. Until now Zafri managed to hold the title of Doctor Of Medicine or MD.
If asked what readiness he had to build a household? The answer is everything is ready. Both physically and financially. It's just that, until now Zafri has not also obtained a wife candidate. Yes, that's the main problem. And fortunately, both of his parents didn't bother about it. However, ever since the sister got married, the situation changed 369°. Initially, what was not in question is now a big problem. Every day he is always asked when is marriage, have you got a wife yet?
After feeling that his appearance was quite perfect, Zafri immediately grabbed his briefcase that was on the mattress.
He looks like a Greek king. Undoubtedly good looks. Has strong eyebrows, a very clear good-looking line, a sharp nose, and slightly thin lips. The cold nature of the father was greatly decreased to him. Sometimes his mother often complained when his eldest son was irritable to talk. Compared to the upside with his youngest sister who impressed chatty and cheerful.
With his cool style, he walked down every step of the stairs. Do not forget the work stellan so good that makes the women fascinated.
"Again, boy!" exclaimed cool Ceisya arranged breakfast on the table when he saw his eldest son just appeared.
"Hmmm.. morning, Ma. Where's papa?" asked Zafri while putting his briefcase on the side chair. The man immediately took a seat in his chair.
"Maybe it'll be down in a minute. Nah! That's it." said Ceisya while pointing at her husband who had just come down from the top floor. Though their room side by side, why did Zafri not know that the father had come out or not.
"Morning." said Zafran with his uniform look. At the age of four heads, Zafran looks still dashing. So is Ceisya who is still like a woman in her twenties.
Zafran walked towards his wife who was already sitting in her chair. And as usual the middle-aged man will land a friendly kiss on his wife. Then after that just sit on the end seat which is commonly referred to as the family head chair.
"There's Zafri!" reprimand Ceisya who has repeatedly. However, I do not know her husband who is senile or her ears that are not able to stem the advice.
The owner of the name called just being indifferent while continuing to eat his breakfast. It wasn't once or twice, but thousands of times.
"Zafri is also not satisfied. Aren't you, boy?" sahut Zafran sought the consent of the son.
Zafri only nodded at hearing it without seeing the other person.
"Haish! You guys are the same!" ceisya Cibir. Surrounded by two men who are irritable to talk often make him have to suppress patience. Sometimes Ceisya is like talking to a rock, there is no truth at all. Zafri completely downgraded his father's nature.
"certain. Zafri is my superior seed." replied Zafran.
Ceisya habit from the past is now carried away, namely like to roll his eyeballs.
Suddenly Zafri put down his spoon and fork to cause a small twang because he did not put the object violently. He took his glass filled with white water and gulped it until half was left.
"Mama, who's going to go with." asked Zafri while wiping the corners of his lips using a tissue.
"Didn't you have morning surgery today? Maybe mom went with you" replied Ceisya.
The child and mother were like lovers who never left. Both work in the same hospital. Yes, Ceisya is currently still carrying out his duties as a doctor. Oral surgeon. While Zafri is a surgeon whose ability is no doubt.
"OK." afterwards Zafri immediately said goodbye to his parents. If anyone asks, where is the whereabouts of his youngest sister? Her youngest sister was married three months ago and is now being taken to her husband's family residence.
"That son of yours!" cibik Ceisya while seeing the departure of his eldest son.
"Our son." Zafran said to his wife. Ceisya could only hold a smile. It doesn't feel like the house has been running for 28 years. Pretty long. Although there are so many obstacles that they have to go through to reach the present point.
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The sound of birds chirping and the scorching sun that began to enter through the gap of the curtains of his room did not make the woman disturbed at all. However, this time his sleep may be disturbed when his phone sounds loud with vibrations.
His hand tried to find the source of the flat rectangular object. Still trying to find his phone with his eyes closed, he finally found it too.
The woman immediately raised him without seeing who the penelfom was.
"Hello." he said in a hoarse voice.
"HEYIIIIII! YAKKKK! YOU JUST WOKE UP, HEH!!" the crisp sound from behind his phone instantly made the woman stupefied. His heart was almost dislodged, only to wake up with life not yet collected but already given an annoying sounding alarm.
"Yes." he answered lazily accompanied by a shout of annoyance. He sat up straight with his back resting on the back of the chair. His eyes are still open.
"Oh god! Quickly open the door to your apartment. Now!"
Tutt
His call to die unilaterally made the woman scowl annoyed. Lazily he moved out of his place. As soon as he got up, he felt his whole body ache due to the uncomfortable sleeping position.
The woman walked to the door of her apartment.
Clique
That was how it sounded when he opened the door.
"You changed the password?!" someone's circus from outside as soon as the door opens.
"Yes, sorry. Last night I had to replace it."
"Again?" Liona.
"Hm. Come inside!" take the woman and close the door to her apartment again.
"You wait here. I'll clean myself up."
"Oh god! Melody, you only have 20 minutes left." Liona replied immediately making the name owner stop his steps who will enter the room.
"I know that, Lio." replied Melody, the owner of the apartment.
Ten minutes later, Melody looked well-groomed in her casual outfit. He grabbed his bag and did not forget to put his phone in the bag.
"You're sleeping late again, Mel?" liona asked as soon as Melody approached her.
"Yes that's it." Melody replied as she put on her white sneakers.
"If you refuse that damn contract" Liona said.
"That's it. This is not the time to argue. You say it's just a little time, then hurry! Don't nag." rebuked Melody while forcibly pulling Liona's hand.
Now both of them are in a red sedan. This time it was Liona who drove the car, not this time, but, always.
While Melody looks busy struggling with makeup tools because previously she did not have time to wear makeup.
"What time is the recording?" ask Melody softly while wearing her mask.
Liona looked at the circular watch on her left wrist. "Hour eight." Liona replied a glance towards Melody.