That boy is my wife!
All Wrong Om Ferdi!

"Kok, Om Ferdi the hell is coming, Papi where?"  jiya asked shortly after arriving in front of me.

I saw the look in his eyes so sharp and looked at me very seriously. It actually displayed a very different figure from Jiya normally.

"Where do I know, the person who told you about your BK teacher earlier."

Si Jiya glared. While shaking her waist, she pointed at my face with her index finger. "Say, Om Ferdi who deliberately masang spy to ngawasin Jiya, ngaku no!"

Lah, even hir. I don't know how he came, how I came here. Even meeting Mr. Richard I canceled impromptu earlier.

"That's his hand don't have to point at it, it's not polite." I pushed Jiya's index finger slowly, from the front of my face.

Which immediately made the demon boy hissing dislike.

"If so, go home. Jiya doesn't need Om Ferdi's help here."

Dih, you're so loud, Dek? Anyway, I came here also make the same formality as the teacher who called.

"Eh, has Ferdi arrived yet? Let's sir, go into my room first" chirped someone who was going to make me and Jiya simultaneously turn their heads.

There was a woman with dimples standing by the door. She wore a light brown traditional batik suit, as well as a contrasting black span skirt. Her hair was carried simple like most teachers. It's just, what makes it different. The woman seemed to be only a few years away from me.

"The usual care is Kaleee ... Remember Om don't get the netes tuh saliva. Shame the same age, besides Om Ferdi is no longer puberty." Sinis Jiya while nudging my arm hard.

"Say you're jealous" I replied lightly.

The demon boy immediately stroked the surface of his stomach which was still wrapped in a uniform up and down. "Amit-amit baby, why the hell, should there be a species of Om Ferdi kayak? Live anyway."

I just breathe out slowly hearing it. After all, we've arrived at the doorstep of the BK room by now. No, it's not ethical if you're still fighting.

There were already a few people in the room. Only, the two guardians of the other disciples did not seem to be present yet.

I'm the only guardian in this place. As much as possible to maintain an attitude and impartial. Well, I have to be fair and not make hasty decisions, and look at matters not just from one point of view.

"Previously, introduce my name Bu Indri, sir. I'm one of BK's teachers and Jiya's homeroom teacher."

I just nodded my head in response. After all, this is not the first time people have invited me to meet in public.

"And I'm still single, so if the gaffer-"

Wait a minute, why is the situation this sudden. Suddenly I remembered Maya and Gisel who had recently started acting strangely in the office.

Did this woman named Indri want to do the same to me?

"Sorry Mom, I'm not here to chat with Mom. So, can you please explain how the chronology that made Jiya and her friend quarrel?" cut me fast which makes the woman named Indri surprised.

Bleeding slowly, I saw Indri had confirmed his sitting position before returning to speak.

"The real teenage question, they had a fight over one guy."

Whats? Because guys? Gini day, is it still the age? Hadeh, Jiya, Jiya when you have a more handsome, tall, and no sin to touch. That is it, rich again. But still glancing at keroco.

"Really, so?" my question as I glanced sharply at Jiya.

"So, why do you also call one guy to fight so. Like in this world already there is no stock of handsome men," continued me again who only reciprocated a heavy gust of breath belongs to Jiya.

"That's because Om Ferdi doesn't know!" jikak Jiya was fiery, then.

I saw the boy clenching his hands together because he was so upset.

"Just try if Om Ferdi ever fainted once just in love, surely Om will not talk about such things." Jiya continued her words again.

Since the incident in BK. Jiya and I left the room without saying much.

Although, we were seen walking hand in hand with each other. But, our minds are running around everywhere. This is one of the factors that makes me feel that our lives are really different.

Until, our steps were suddenly stopped by one figure. Namely, one of the kids I know had a fight with Jiya earlier.

"Hi Om, can I contact you?" the soft sap is typical of teenage children in general.

"By the way, please don't ask for his WA number?" he continued, glancing flirtatiously at me.

I was quite shocked by his sudden attitude. Can only be silent. Another with Jiya, I saw her immediately step forward in front of my body, then exclaim with her challenge.

"Woy ganjen! Your eyes ask me to plug well, long time. Basic cabe!" it was a loud scream that made my eyes slow.

Didn't expect to be in this situation. Which reminds me of the scenes of Momi's favorite soap operas, Andin and Aldebaran.

Hahaha ...

"After Ji, why didn't you say that you have Om handsome like a Korean guy like that? If from yesterday you said, I would have relain Rehan to you voluntarily."

Rehan's? Who is Rehan?

"Sasimo lo emang! Dare, near my Om again, abis lo same me!" reply Jiya upset.

Sadly, the boy dragged my wrists to tail, following his footsteps wherever he went. It didn't feel like I was in front of my car.

"It's all Om Ferdi's fault!" jiya shouted suddenly, stomping her feet to the ground. Like a little boy who was angry when his candy was taken by force.

"Kok, me?"

"Who told Om Ferdi to have such a handsome look" Jiya explained. I chuckled quietly unconsciously.

"Who said?

"Nadin and Sekar, when they both said that Om Ferdi looked like Yeonjun TXT. Though mah, if according to Jiya, Om Ferdi is like Suneo."

I glare. "Have a son Suneo! My time is equated with the same antagonist character, well even though he is the richest than others. Just stay ajalah, you should match Om the same class as Angga Aldi Yunanda or Rizki Nazar. That's real."

"Sweety!"

I saw Jiya pretending to spit. Then, the boy looked at me again with his usual sharp gaze.

"That's great, Jiya said so. Om mah, it's worth it to be Suneo. Point!" jiya said final, without being denied at all.