My Teacher Bar-bar Once
Savitri Pratomo

Solo Central Java Indonesia

Savitri was getting ready to leave for his workplace even though it was only six in the morning. His job as a morning watch teacher required coming early.

"Yeah, ready!" This morning Savitri wore a leather jacket, black pantaloon pants and boots. Plus his beloved black Under Armor backpack. Savitri takes his full face helmet and keys to his Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Spirit Sav! Eh, Sav? Is it safe to pray?" the 24-year-old girl's monologue. "The spirit of beating the children of Durjana! It is wrong who entered SMK tho Vit...Vit. Sek, how to be a brand of ombe? Duh papa tuh give her nickname ora ono sing nggenah tho Yaaa! Opo kudu Cute the red and white porridge again Ben replace jeneng (name) but jeneng opo Yaa?"

Savitri put his helmet on. "Wis Ojo is talking about dhewe! Kayak wong and wae! Kowe kiiee cak psychology, kudune counseling wong Dudu Kowe sing kudu counseling."

The girl opened her helmet again. "Mboc Maaaarrr... I'm buddhal (i'm leaving)!" shouts Savitri cuek.

"Jih mbak Savitri!" sahut Mbok Mar housemaid her while stroking her chest in surprise.

Before long the big motor was sliding from a big house in the Manahan area.

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Savitri Pratomo, the youngest of Reza Pratomo, chose to be a counseling guidance teacher at a State High School in Solo. His older brother Panji is married and lives in Washington DC as a diplomat from Indonesia.

As a descendant of the Pratomo clan, Savitri was expected to enter the family company, PRC group but the girl chose to study psychology at the University of Indonesia and applied to become a PNS teacher.

SK who went down showed that he had to work in an SMK City of Solo, a city he liked very much. Moreover, he used to live a few months when his father had a project here.

Reza Pratomo himself is the middle child of three brothers, Nabila and Shanum Pratomo. If the term in Java, the boy in the middle of his two sisters is called the Batan keapit itself. So when they were small, they were left because Opa Adrian Pratomo still applies deep Javanese customs.

Savitri who two brothers with Panji did not escape from the name of druwat because they entered into the term kedhana kedhini which means two brothers and sisters. The girl was not a problem as long as her goal was good.

The girl drove her pink motorcycle. As the daughter of Reza Pratomo and the grandson of Adrian Pratomo, Savitri's pocket money was plentiful. No wonder the girl was able to buy a custom pink Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle.

Reza himself could not ban his daughter like that because it is his hobby to ride a motorcycle anywhere. Because his wife Andira was the same, the moge ride.

Savitri arrived at the school where he worked, SMKN 11 Surakarta where his vocational training was multimedia, animation and production techniques and broadcasting of television programs.

Automatic because of SMKN, many students are male. Savitri himself has been there for six months as a BK teacher and immediately became a favorite of the students there because of his unique style.

The pink motorbike was parked in the teacher's special parking lot. Savitri went downstairs and greeted all his co-workers and headed to his room to change into official clothes.

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"Kowe njaluk ta piting or ta jewer (you ask me piting or dijewer ), huh? Did you know Iki opo? Vape! A cigarette! Is your home Savitri ora mudeng? Ta kandyani ya cah, sakdurunge Kowe nduwe, Bu Savitri Wis nduwe sek. Luwih banned your Wek seko! Kowe tuku nganggo moneymu dhewe opo money snack seko wong tuwomu (You know what this is? You think Miss Savitri doesn't know? I'll tell you, son, before you have, Miss Savitri already has one. More expensive than yours! You buy your own money or pocket money from your parents )?" Savitri stared intently at his student who was caught carrying a vaporizer cigarette or vape that could be said to be a synthetic cigarette.

"Let's answer! Kowe tuku nganggo your money dhewe opo seko wong tuwomu?"

"From Mom's parents." said the student slowly.

"Gening jek Seko wong tuwomu (that's from your parents )." Savitri kept the vape in his drawer.

"But Ma'am." His student protested to see his vape confiscated by Savitri who gave his index finger to keep his student quiet.

"Your tape I confiscated! You already know what you can and cannot bring to school! Opo ya kudu dikandani (what ya should be told )? You're not a five-year-old, you know Surya."

The student named Surya looked down.

"You're thinking. What did your dad do?"

"Driver ojek online Mom..."

"Working in a factory..."

"What price is this vapemu? 300thousand?"

"250 grand."

"What price is that? 60-70 grand?"

"Around that..."

"PING (times ) how many months? Kowe thought? Your father banged his bones into an online motorcycle driver, your mother in the factory! Sopo (for whom )? Nggo Kowe!" Savitri felt the emotion of seeing Surya as if he did not appreciate the hard work of his parents.

Surya was silent.

"If you want goods, golek o gawean sing halal (look for halal work ). If you have your own money, you buy anything for it! But Ojo's incriminating wong tuwomu!"

Surya looked at the beautiful teacher with a sad look.

"This is the first warning from Mrs Savitri. Once again you are caught breaking the rules of the school, Wis Bu Savitri with a heavy heart to comfort you!"

"I'm suspended Ma'am?"

"Oras. You I took it out because I don't want to be killed! Mending I return you to your parents. Mbok thought that Surya, your parents worked hard for whom? For you! Don't waste the money they've earned hard for junk! Think about your health too. Now it's like being healthy, but look five years ahead. Your lungs will be worse than those with TB, you know!"

Surya was silent. If it gets expelled, I can't look you in the eye.

"Rethink Surya. Ms. Savitri said that Ben you're sober, Ben you're aware that Kowe kie is wrong and sinned by your parents, especially your mother."

Surya was crying in front of Savitri.

"Wis yes Surya, you are a man." Savitri stared softly at his disciple.

"Yes, Mom."

"Now you go back to class. Sinau is right. Okay?" Savitri stood up and patted his student on the shoulder.

"Yes, Mom."

After Surya left, Savitri opened his desk drawer. The girl took a long breath. The child of today is strange. Viewed vape, Swiss knives, cigarettes, comics and flash containing the film bo*Kep.

Forgive me!

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Welcome to the 3rd generation of the Pratomo Clan.

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