My Teacher I Love You
Mournfully

Indira got out of bed and left Abhimanyu. However, Abhi's quick steps prevented him from leaving.

Abhimanyu was now in front of Indira, looking at his little wife with a gentle look. Abhi realized, girls the age of Dira, still can not control emotions, sometimes he is the one who lured to become angry.

Huufffh ..... Abhimanyu threw away, his tightness in order to feel relieved. " I'm sorry, it pissed you off. I don't mean to ignore what you're saying, it's just that I'm confused about how I should control my own emotions."

"Indeed I made a mistake to Mas Abhi, until you have to endure such emotions?"

"It wasn't you who made me angry, but it was. Especially when he hugs you, and kiss your cheeks all. It felt like my heart was burning with fire, and he was with you too, right,?"

Indira knew that the man in front of her was feeling jealous. "Mas Abhi was jealous of Aldo's attitude?"

"Yes I'm jealous of him, I don't like the way he hugs you. If it wasn't at school, I would have ....!" Abhi held back his words, as he was furious to remember the incident earlier.

"I know Aldo's attitude is outrageous, and I don't like it either. Dude, don't worry, my heart is now for you." He brought himself closer to Abhi, and hugged her. Abhimanyu smiled getting an attitude like Indira.

"I'm sorry I'm always jealous to see you with a man who loves you so much. I feel like I'm the bad guy who made you my wife because of that night. I feel, I've snatched you from your fans. I'm just afraid, if you still keep the taste to all of them. As for myself, I want our marriage relationship to be serious, not to play.

"Yes I was like that too Mas, then I also want you to be able to teach me. Not only in school you teach, but at home I also want you to educate me to be a good wife. If I'm wrong, please scold me well, not get angry and inhabit me like I was,"

"Yes I'm sorry" Indira nodded.

But arriving just now, Abhi touched the elbow part of Indira. Aawws... Indira groaned in pain, Abhimanyu's reflexes distanced his hands from Dira.

"Why you, baby?"

"My hands and feet hurt, just now on the road ahead of the fork I fell. Because mommy's riding the motorcycle wrong Sen's lamp. She gave her Sen light to the left, when I went to the right, knew she was flailing the steering wheel to the right as well. Finally I fell, mother was safe." Indira's Stories.

"Oh my God, I've treated your wounds first. Or do we go to the doctor, to treat the wound.?"

"Don't go to the doctor, it's Mas Abhi, my specialist," Abhimanyu smiled at him, quickly Abhi held Indira and took her to the sofa.

Abhimanyu brought a medicine box, and treated Dira's wounds with a liver. Indira occasionally grimaced in pain, as her wounds were touched.

"Aawws... Sick Mas Abhi, sick tau.!"

"Yes it's heart, I don't dare touch the wound too tight, either,"

But while cleaning, it arrived. Huuuuaaaaciiimm......Abhi sneezed and accidentally pressed his wound, and it made Indira scream out of devotion.

" Abue ......!" Shouted Dira, and it made Abhi flinch. "Sick Mas Abhi ....!" Indira said by hitting Abhimanyu's hand, because of the pain with the fad of her pouting lips.

"Geez, sorry baby. My nose gatel, accidentally pressed his wound," Abhi said by looking at Indira's crisp face.

"Want not to, ngobatin my wound.?" With jutek.

"Yes, my dear Dong, I accidentally sneezed. Time I hold, it's impossible. If the sneeze does not come out, then the sound from below how.?" Abhimanyu said holding back his laughter, it was Indira who laughed so amusedly.

"Torok you iiih,,,! That's mah so fart dong, you.!" Abhi laughed when she heard Indira speak.

"Yes out of her sneeze her endurance run later down, right berabuh,"

"Didih, fucked up too ya you. Haha..." Indira laughs.

Abhi, who was treating his wounds, laughed when he heard Indira who was not angry.

"Why, ko fucked up anyway?"

"You know, it turns out that Mas Abhi is also the koplak. I think you're as cold as ice as a polar bear. Turns out your talk was, a little dime."

Indira smiles. "Thank you, my handsome husband."

Abhimanyu now sits on the sofa beside Indira, with Dira leaning on his shoulder. " I like men like you, when you look outside it's cold. But if you know it inside, you're warm enough to make me melt, and there's still a sense of humor,"

"Ooh yeah.! I also like girls like you. Funny, spoiled, and cool. If you are in a position like yesterday, dare to fight criminals, and begal. " Praise Abhi by stroking Dira's hair.

Once the household life of Abhimanyu and Indira, there is always a quarrel between them. Indira who is still a child, because he was married at the age of 16 years. So did Abhi, must be the role of husband, who is super extra facing Indira's unstable attitude.

Abhimanyu tau, Indira's spoiled and unstable attitude is only temporary. Because later Dira will be the real strong and patient woman, to be the role of mother for their child and the role of wife for her.

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Day with Abhimanyu, Indira through together. Quarrels, smiles, tears, jokes and laughter, they already felt.

(That's not just, ahho ahho aja. wkwkwkwkwkwkwkw.... )

6 Months later.

Today Indira is off school, and right today Indira is busy struggling in the kitchen. Intent Indira will, learn to cook, taught by Bu Sumiati. While Abhimanyu has since gone to check some of his restaurants.

Although her husband owns a restaurant, Indira wants to learn to cook for her husband.

"Mom, finished the chicken and the rice on the boil together. I'm sauteing this fine garlic and red, aren't I, Mom,?"

"Yes non, stir-fry it until fragrant. Don't get a charlatan Non.!"

"Ready ma'am, let me cook. Ms. Sumi taught me what to put in."

"Ready Non,!"

Indira is still busy with cooking vegetable SOP chicken. After sauteing the fine seasoning earlier, then put it in the chicken and ginger boiled water. Not to forget Indira put the vegetables, and added chicken broth seasoning, and salt. While waiting for the vegetables to ripen, Indira also cooked tempe fried tofu, there is a parchment as well. Of course because Abhi likes spicy, Indira makes sambal.

Now vegetables, tempeh, tofu, parchment, and also sambal are ready. Indira was happy, because for the first time, she cooked with a menu that was quite a lot. Usually Dira cook only instant noodles with eggs, it was sometimes her noodles like modrok maturity. And now his hand is perfect.

Indira was getting ready to take a shower and change her clothes because her body was already smelly with sweat and cooking.

Now Indira is waiting for her husband to come home, but when he saw the notification of the incoming message and it turned out from Abhi. Indira immediately opened the message, but her face looked disappointed when reading the contents of the message.

Mas Abhi: Sorry, I'm not going home now. I'm seeing an old friend of mine, it's likely to be a long time. If you are hungry, you should eat first. Sorry, my dear.

That was the message Abhi sent, and it made him sad. Because the cuisine that he had made hard, and intended to eat together with Abhi turned out to be a failure.

Indira replied to her message.

Indira: Yes.

That's the only reply given by Indira, by posting a cooking post that has been made, with emotes of sad and disappointed faces.

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