PRETTY TEACHER WHO JUTEK
Tomi's Victory Smile

This time Asti heard a sincere tone from Tomi's speech. Unknowingly, he glanced towards the man.

"But if I go home?''

he said in a slightly soft voice.

''If not?''

''If not, that's okay!'' tomi Sahut.

''Because I said I wanted to show my gratitude to Mom. Wherever Mom goes I'll take her. In short this afternoon I made time for Bu Asti!''

While saying that, Tomi grabbed the pile of books that Asti had borrowed from the library earlier. Then he looked Asti in the eyes with a view that implied a will that did not want to be denied.

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But how would Asti give up just like that. He wanted to get back the pile of books that were now in Tomi's arms, he said, almost took it for granted until he also forgot that he was in that place as a lecturer who was dealing with one of his students.

Fortunately, a group of students passing near them had reminded Asti that he was still on campus.

Therefore he immediately restrained himself from showing any childish attitude in that place.

''All right, ''

he said then in a voice almost whispering. And her demeanor turned graceful even though her facial water still remained cold without feeling.

''Just put it in the car!''

''Okay, Mom!''

Tomi smiled in her heart, and felt grateful to the group of students who had just passed by. Because he knew what thought was in the mind and feelings of his beautiful lecturer. He caught the symptoms of the girl's refusal. And so see the students - the students passed by let alone give greetings

"good afternoon"

to the teacher, he immediately changed his attitude.

''Good afternoon!''

Tomi saw a smile on Asti's lips as the girl returned the greetings from the students.

With a triumphant smile, Tomi stepped ahead of Asti who seemed to be busy alone trying to be reasonable.

What Tomi secretly saw was not wrong.

Asti painstakingly tried to make his attitude seem reasonable. That it is not strange if he asked his students for help to bring his goods. That kind of thing can happen everywhere. And he hoped that the students who passed by were looking the same way.

A reasonable hope. Because Asti through his premonition knows that behind his back there are some students who tease Tomi.

And the temptation is clearly related to him. Because not a few students from several majors at the university know how Tomi always seeks his attention with the frequent hogging the talk in his lecture room.

All the way to his house Asti did not want to say anything. Now he is far from the reach of the campus where he teaches. So he no longer refrains from behaving as a lecturer should.

It is very important that he is near Tomi without anyone else present. Want to be silent, want to be angry it's up to him.

But unfortunately, Asti did not take into account that with her silence, the presence of Tomi sitting by her side became more felt .

The scent of a soft fragrance was either from the deodorant either from the perfume, either from the hair or from the after shaver, either, touching the nose and feel refreshed.Yang make Asti's mind drift out of nowhere with this masculine fragrant aroma.

In fact, make the heartbeat more driven. .(dug, dug, dug Asti heart sound), what feeling this sich, Asti regretted.

He doesn't pay much attention. Clearly, the scent was a masculine scent that reminded him more that he was next to a handsome, handsome man and who, for some reason, paid special attention to him. Whatever that special trait, it has clearly made Asti feel start to fog. And he half died hating her, for it was the first time this had happened to him.

Trouble was, he did not know what to do to overcome it!''

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"Asti!''

Asti who was assessing one of the pile of written works of his students immediately stopped his busy life for the sake of he heard his name mentioned. The voice that called out to her belonged to her aunt Lastri.

"Asti!''

once again Bi Lastri's voice called out to him. His tone sounded urgent.

Asti closed his fulpen while sighing deeply. He felt annoyed that his busyness was disturbed.

With ogah-ogahan footsteps, Asti came out of his room and immediately to the front.

Seeing Asti appear, bi Lastri immediately said what had been stored in his heart.

''There's a flower delivery for you"

Bi, Lastri, at once remind me that today is your birthday!'' he said he kissed both cheeks one by one.

'' Happy birthday to Asti". It will be afternoon. Your birthday is still half a day !''

''Thank you very much !''

Asti smile.. "You can't buy a gift for me, the money can only kog!''

''Basic duitan eyes!''

Asti laughing...

"Let's see there's a delivery of flowers for you. I signed the reception. You've been out of the room for a long time!''

Reminded of the delivery of flowers for her, Asti returned her attention to the original direction.

On the corner table, he saw a bouquet of flowers consisting entirely of a white rose array. The flowers are large and still fresh, as if just picked up.

"It's so pretty."

I don't know who sent her the flowers.

''From Mom and Dad ya Bi''?

ask her while approaching the white rose.

''No, from your admirer perhaps, I have never heard that name you mentioned in this house!''

'' What's the name of the flower sender, Bi?"

tanyanya.

''Hartomo!''

Asti stunned. Where did the man know today was his birthday, he thought.

Lastri, who knew that the ponakan still did not want to tie her heart to someone special, looked at the beautiful face near her with great attention.

Therefore, he also had time to witness the change of his facial water.

"Who's Tomi Hartomo, Asti?" tanyanya.

"A student of mine!"Sahut Asti tried to be reasonable,,

"Well!.full attention to your disciple Asti!.."Bi Lastri made his comment in a meaningful voice.

Asti threw his face somewhere else, worried that his cheeks looked red. Because, the aunt's comments had made her cheeks feel somewhat warm.

"Custom anyway? We also often give something as a memory and a sign of gratitude to Master!.."

"But not with roses!"

"What if it's a rose, Auntie?"

"Offering the epitome of love and white a sign of sincerity and purity of heart, Aunt smiled.

"That must be just a coincidence. The sender, my student lo Bik is not a fellow lecturer!.. "Disprove Asti…

"Specialty student.."

"Hush!.Asti tries not to be blushed at the tease by the aunt.

"Don't make it up!.(.Though in the heart of Asti is already flowering wkwkwkwk).

"It's a reality lo Asti I'm not making up!."Bi Lastri said, still with that teasing smile. He knows it's your birthday.

"Your other students know that too? I guess not!.. "

Asti's cheeks felt warm again and like earlier he quickly threw his gaze in the other direction so that his aunt did not see the change in her facial water.

"Maybe he found out about it from the secretariat by chance, my identity cards are stored there!.." Just come on.

But suddenly he remembered when he photocopied his resident card in the secretariat room. Tomi must have seen the card when the secretariat employee danced it on the table!..So the answer to Bi Lastri was not far from reality, he thought.

"Whatever it is Asti, I have a strong assumption that your students admire you." said Bi Lastri again.

"Don't forget about auntie!..In fact, it is possible that he is among those who have problems such as the Oedipus complex!"

Bi Lastri spoke without heeding Asti's rebuttal.

"Hussshi.. Just ignore this aunt!.."

"That might be lo Asti.

How old is that young man? 20 Years, or 21 years?.."

Asti pursed her lips

Surely aunty will be more cheerful if she finds out that the student who sent the flower is already 30 years old!

"Hey, how do you keep quiet, Asti?"

Bi Lastri shook his head and glanced at the pounder attentively.

"What am I supposed to say, auntie?" Asti started to grumble.

"I didn't ask for flowers. And I don't know what motive my students have to send me roses like this.

I don't care what your aunt thinks, okay?"

"Cock offended?.."

"I'm not offended, just bothered by opinions and questions that have nothing to do with me.

For me a student sending flowers or other items to one of his lecturers, is something natural to happen!.. "

Asti Sahut. "So aunty does not need to be busy alone with the various kinds of aunts guesses.."

"But the white rose and with that special greeting card?"

Bi lastri pointed towards the arrangement of puti roses that did look beautiful in the corner of the rungan. The red color of the window curtain is really a contrasting background and forms a charming blend.

"What special words?"

"Read the greeting card first, and then you comment on my words earlier!." Bi Lastri said.

Asti leaned over and picked up the card in an envelope tucked between the white roses.

Astri smiled faintly looking at him.

"I'm sorry, I read it first!.."

Bi Lastri.

Asti remained silent and opened the greeting card in his hand to read it.

“Happy Birthday."

You love white roses. The flower that was clasped in your hand when the first time I saw You.(the heartbeat of Asti beats not because hehe🥰.).

"Well, what do you think of Asti?"

Bi Lastri who patiently waited until Asti finished reading the congratulatory card interrupted Asti's mind which suddenly became muddled by the words from Tomi.

Asti tried half-deadly to hold back her feelings hearing her aunt's question. Because what Tomi wrote on her greeting card really makes her confused. It seemed that the man had overstepped the boundaries of the relationship between a lecturer and his student.

And if you want to be honest Asti must admit that Tomi's congratulations caused a twinkling light that emerged from the bottom of his heart. (Unfortunately star flickering wkwk🤩)

In fact, the sentence written by Tomi was not too special and not too personal. But he was sure that whatever it was, Tomi seemed to imply that he paid very special attention to him. His memory of the white rose he was holding at the time seemed to be firmly recorded in the man's head.

And without too much remembrance of the limitations that existed between him as a student and Asti as his lecturer, the man deliberately and of course with straightforwardness, revealed it in black over white. On the birthday greeting card anyway. As if to say that the words and words in his writing are something really special.

"Heiii….. How do you keep quiet, Asti?"

Bi Lastri's impatient-sounding voice entered Asti's ears and immediately shook off the thought that had confused him earlier.

"What did you say?"

Asti turned his body.

"Well, you look fucked!"

Bi Lastri grinned widely. To the point of not hearing my words!..

"I'm still thinking about my job in aunt's room!"

Asti tried again to get his attitude back to normal. At least, do not let her cheeks become red by the aunt's temptation.

"You're bothering me with such trivial things. I dare make sure that you are not thinking about your work.

But think of the sender of the flower!.."

Asti moved her body so that she could look into her aunt's eyes. He should be able to control himself well at the moment. Because if not, the house will think about who sent the white rose. Though he did not want the name Tomi mentioned in this house.

He wants to restore his peace of life as it was when the man had not known him. He also wants to be rational as usual. Even if I think about it, he said with a serious attitude so that Bi Lastri would listen to his words seriously. That's because I had to think of a way to get my student named Tomi to be more proportionate.

"For it may be, he as you thought he was having some sort of Oedipus complex condition. If so, as a lecturer I will have to do something so that such a situation does not drag on!"

Bi Lastri began to take things seriously, just as Asti had hoped for in order to hear such words.

"Hopefully you can handle it, Asti" Bi Lastri said.

"For pity if such a troubled child is left alone. Maybe he'll have a wife who's his mother's age!"

Asti nodded his head, holding back that he did not smile himself when imagining how Bi Lastri's face if he knew the student sending the roses was not a teenager but a handsome adult man, very handsome and interesting.

"Ahh.good times also will not be so far away, auntie!.. Said so. It's just some kind of seasonal disease. Get used to a student feel amazed at his teacher who is considered versatile and all-knowing.

"Later such a feeling will disappear by itself along with his mental development. So thats it. I'm going back to my room first!"

After speaking like that, Asti moved stepping away. But when he was in his room, it was very difficult for him to return to his job again. Her memory drifted back to Tomi's figure.