
"I knew that at this time I was starting to have to keep my distance from Rangga and Bramasta. Especially Rangga, because the young man felt that our relationship was more than teacher and student. Aih ... What, huh? Did I speak to you in four eyes?" ask Melinda to herself.
Melinda is in the teacher's room alone. The other teachers were in their classes to teach and some were in the cafeteria for breakfast, before they went in to fill the lesson time.
Melinda leaned her body backwards. He was confused when the right time to talk to Rangga.
Is it better in school or out of school? But Melinda was afraid that if she again invited Rangga to talk outside the school, there would be other reports that went to their principal, Mr. Sani.
"Eh ... Well, who's complaining about Rangga's problem that likes to drive me home, huh? Is it Bramasta?" murmured Melinda was curious.
However, no question was answered in Melinda's mind, someone came and greeted her so cheerfully.
"Good morning Ms. Melinda ..," said Restu who is a math teacher for all 12th grade at Pattimura High School.
After greeting Melinda, the man placed a package on Melinda's desk. The desk that Melinda uses is a desk that used to be in the homeroom class 12 E as well.
"Morning, Mr. Restu. What'sthis?" ask Melinda curious.
The problem is, the package that was placed by Restu just issued a cooking fragrance, which could make Melinda's empty stomach thrashing to be filled.
"It's shrimp fried sambal and bitter melon made by my wife, Mom. I brought it for Melinda's mom. I know that Melinda's mother is tightening her belt because she just moved to this city to work," said Restu, making Melinda a little embarrassed. "There's rice in it, too, ma'am. It can be eaten immediately."
Melinda swallows saliva. "Jeez Mr. Restu .. Actually you do not need to bother like this. I still have money to eat. Anyway ... if later the wife of the father suspected the same us how? Kan, I'm the bad ..," whispered Melinda as she pushed the package back towards Restu.
Melinda had to reject him despite the weight. Her stomach charges Melinda to taste the dish, but her common sense refuses to go raw.
"Loh, don't be rejected dong, ma'am. My wife's cooking was the most delicious .. And Melinda's mother didn't have to fear being caught by my wife. You see, I used to share food with other friends," I Restu, making Melinda have to try harder to hold herself.
Under Melinda's desk, the new teacher's left fist had clenched tightly. He was ready to give a sweet slap to the cheek of the man who said he had married.
"Sir, if I were Mr. Restu's wife, I would never make food for one of my husband's coworkers. Moreover, if the friend in question is a young woman and still single. Is it possible, you do not fully admit if the friend you mean is like me? Don't-don't ... I told him if the new teacher who became a friend of the Father was an old woman whose life was so sad. Is that right, sir?" search Melinda with a sharp look right towards her Restu's bead eyes.
Hearing the accusation, now it is Restu's turn who looks wrong. Apparently, what Melinda said was close to the truth, until the man was disturbed and began to fear.
Not Melinda guessed, Restu took back the lunch box that was on his desk roughly. Without saying a word or two, the man left Melinda with a vexed look on his face.
Perhaps this is the first time that Restu has received rejection from people he approached. In fact, Melinda did not want to look for enemies in her working day that was not long. However, this Restu seems to be the types of sycophants who always want to be friends with anyone first, then make trouble later.
Melinda does not want to be involved in other problems, because the existing problems have not been resolved properly and correctly. He still has to talk to Rangga, about Pak Sani's reprimand earlier. And it seems, this morning he will immediately invite Rangga to speak four eyes in a place he still thinks ....