PRETTY TEACHER WHO JUTEK
Chapter 37 Bungling Mr. Eko.
Pak Eko and Asti finally get to Pak Eko's car in the parking lot. Mr. Eko eagerly opened the car door for the girl who was with him and allowed the girl to get into his car. Mr. Eko turned on his car engine and began to step on the gas to get out of the parking area, Asti who was already sitting in Pak Eko's car with a not so happy mood.
Different from Tomi, Mr. Eko if driving his car more impatient. But if you look at his appearance, the man should definitely drive his car with more care and patience. Without Asti realizing he was comparing the man who was with him with Tomi, the man he missed.
“We have lunch first yes Dik Asti. My stomach is hungry!” said the man.
As before, Asti was not good to refuse this man's invitation. So this time he also gave up and accepted Mr. Eko's invitation.
“But after that, we go straight home?” said. “I told Mom I was going home fast, I didn't want her to wait for my return with worry”
“OK Dik”
Mr. Eko seems to be more happy to be able to invite Asti to go to eat with him. From the car to the restaurant, the man constantly watched Asti to the smallest thing until the girl felt uncomfortable.
“What do you eat Dik?” ask Mr. Eko while giving a food menu to Asti.
“I order food, white rice, pepper-rica squid and vegetable capcay only. Keep drinking tea bottles with ice cubes, that's it” Asti replied firmly and quickly.
Mr. Eko is increasingly impressed with Asti, he has imagined if this girl wants to be his life companion, then he will feel happy and happy, having a firm partner like this. Some time later the food they ordered had arrived, then they began to taste each of the foods they had ordered. Mr. Eko who ate was still paying attention to Asti.
“You add what else Dik Asti his food? Cuisine delicious? If not just order another one."
“This is delicious Mas, let's continue eating Asti” immediately replied that the man did not speak at length anymore.
Relieved at Asti's heart when the event full of ceremonies was over. Like having gone through a long boring trip and want to quickly get to the destination. But if compared again, Mr. Eko is not like Tomi who likes reckless, still lucky he thought. Asti asks to go home directly, Mr. Eko complies without saying much, although his heart still wants to be with the girl even longer.
At that time the traffic was very crowded, the streets were crowded. The hot and stuffy air out there is a pressing feeling by filling the family cars, large buses and also large trucks that carry various types of slipping goods from left or right, leaving his smoke stifling the chest. Mr. Eko is looking for a way that can immediately release them from the fatigue of the road from the sidelines of other vehicles with his skills that seem to have been tested.
But the name unlucky is difficult to avoid if it is so fate. Although Mr. Eko drove his car steadily and calculatingly, but when there was a taxi driver who suddenly appeared from the left direction recklessly and immediately slipped it, Mr. Eko almost lost control due to his shock. Fortunately the reaction went well even though it was almost too late.
By stepping on the brakes, he managed to stop his car. So it is not up to slam the steering wheel because it saw a car that suddenly appeared on the side of the body of the car. But as a result, the car behind him who was shocked to see Pak Eko's car stopped suddenly, also braked suddenly with the sound of squeaking tires that were forced to stop hard.
The girl's face looked pale, her hands were tightly grasping the hand grip and both her legs were trembling.
“I've imagined this car crumbling and I'm somehow pinched what... I beg to be more careful driving” said the girl with eyes looking forward to the road, once Mr. Eko resumed their journey. This time Mr. Eko drove his car more carefully.
Mr. Eko took a deep breath.
“Shock Yes Dik Asti?” tanyakanya.
“Not surprised yet Mas,” Asti replied with a chest that is still pounding. “My heart's like it's coming out!”
“Pity...” Pak Eko muttered while glancing at Asti again. Then his hand stretched out and grabbed Asti's hand which he immediately grasped, “I'm sorry I scared you earlier!”
“It's not your fault, Mas. One of the taxi drivers!” Asti replied with a thought and a gaze fixed on his hand held by Mr. Eko.
How to get his hand out of Mr. Eko's grip by not offending him? And why, the man's handrails make him very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
“My face until sweating..” Asti said again. “Is there tissue in this car, Mas? Huh, I really felt shocked earlier!”
“There in the drawer, Dik Asti!” sahut Pak Eko's. “I forgot to return it again when cleaning this car. Take that!
With a feeling of relief, Asti released his hand from Mr. Eko's hand grip. The opportunity was very good because after that he pretended to be busy wiping his face, his hand immediately opened the bag and saw the cellphone, then put his hand back in his lap which was far from the reach of Mr. Eko's hand.
Behind the sense of relief because it can release his hand from the hand of Mr. Eko, Asti felt sued by his own heart. Why at the same event where his hand was held by Tomi's hand some time ago, he did not feel uncomfortable or feel bad. Why did the incident shake his heart to pound?
Asti's mind doesn't just stop there. The first thing that happened when he was with Tomi before the man went out of the city, came to his mind again. And the inner questions that often arise that he still finds it hard to believe himself why when Tomi kisses him he not only does not reject it but even replies with the same affectionate and equally warm.
Sometimes Asti feels like despair. The facts that he experienced with Tomi and the difference if he was near Pak Eko, showed the symptoms that increasingly appear, that in fact he could not refuse Tomi's declaration of love towards him. Even he is aware of it or not and liked it or not, Asti has reciprocated the statement of love Tomi has spoken not only by frankly to him, but also through his intimate actions. Because if not, is it possible that Asti just wanted to be kissed by a man?
Seriate…