The charm of the Teacher Mother
Not Wrong in Send WA?

Melinda is now in her own bedroom. His rented one friend—Prinri—haven't come home yet when it's half eleven in the evening.

Yeah, Melinda doesn't live alone in that rented house. Princess was his friend when Junior High. However, the woman had already left to wander and the woman was also the first to live in this rented.

Melinda met him while on a tour looking for Patimura High School, the first day she arrived in the city. The princess was so meritorious, because she happened to know the location of the High School that Melinda was looking for and immediately drove her there. Putri also offered her residence which happened to be near the High School.

Melinda lay on a soft bed.

His gaze was centered on the ceiling of the room which was pure white. He imagined again, how this afternoon he went home with Bram. And how the boy showed his affection for Melinda.

“Don't tell me the kid actually has the same feeling as me. Can't! Teachers and students could not possibly have a relationship that far. What if a school knows? My reputation is at stake!” inner Melinda is worried.

Melinda is not only worried about her reputation.

To be honest, Melinda has a side job as an online novel writer. And things like this, only in the novels he had read. The ending is never good!

“Gruesome ... she is still very young .. how can you have any thoughts of making me a wife?” great-grandson Melinda.

Melinda's fear is not without reason. Last afternoon, Bram said Melinda was the type she had been looking for. Mature but looks cute. Beautiful and independent. Melinda lets the boy look at her like that, but is immediately shocked when Bram says he wants to marry Melinda one day.

Crazy kid. That's all Melinda had in mind this afternoon. Fortunately, Bram is not the type to impose his will. The boy begged Melinda not to stay away from him. He said that if Melinda doesn't accept him as a lover, at least they can be friends.

Melinda is also unlikely to be hostile to Bram and continues to stay away from the child at school. So, it seems like making friends is a pretty good middle ground for now.

Dddrrrt …

A tremor on Melinda's HP made the woman turn away.

Melinda took her HP and saw who sent the message. The princess was the first person he thought of.

“Not sleeping?” the message came from an unknown number.

Melinda frowned. He guessed that maybe the message came from Bram, but did not want kegeeran. Anyhow just know the wrong message came in.

“This is me, Rangga.”

The second message made Melinda speechless. Did he not see wrong? The message was from Rangga, not Bramasta let alone Princess.

Melinda got up from her sleep and looked back at the HP screen carefully.

“Rangga? How, tumben? What does this mean?” melinda began to be confused.

As she recalled, in the classroom the boy just kept quiet and did as Melinda told him to do as quickly as possible. Like the kid was reluctant to get stuck with him for too long. Then, when he offered to drive home last afternoon, Rangga was also ordinary when Melinda refused.

All that only means one thing, Rangga did all that just for pleasantries. Formality at school. But why send a message like this?

Melinda replied to the message.

“Did you send a wrong message, Ga? Who do you want to send that message to?” melinda asked with a stomach that was starting to feel hungry.

Melinda released her HP and immediately held onto the stomach that was starting to rumble. Melinda chose not to eat dinner. He still felt so full after lunch.

But now the hunger was just beginning to wander his empty stomach.

“Ya pardon ... hunger ..” Melinda complains at this time.

“Good ... Where is my pudding that still has two bowls?” melinda was disappointed.

While holding his hunger, he held his stomach and continued to step away toward the outside of the house. Usually at this hour there are still one or two fried rice carts passing by.

"Usually twelve o'clock at night is also still passing .... where, huh?" melinda asked with a look that looked to the right and to the left alternately.

Not long after, a sound of a plate being hit was heard. It only signifies one thing, there will be a fried rice worker who will soon pass the road in front of Melinda's contract.

"Aaah .. that's it. I survived ...," muttered the impatient Melinda.

Dddrrr ...

A further vibration on Melinda's phone shifted the woman's focus. Melinda opened the message she just got in. The message came from the same number as the last message he received.

"I sent it right to Melinda's mother. Can't I just ask?" It sounds so formal. Melinda was afraid of typos.

Melinda sat herself in the long chair in front of her contract. He began to reply to the message, but thought for a moment. About what should he say?

"Oh, I know."

"For your WA answer: I haven't slept, Ga. Now again starving and waiting for brother fried rice to pass. After eating, I go to bed. You alone, why haven't you slept? Aren't you tired after a day of study and advanced eskul swimming?" Melinda made sure there was no typo in the WA message she was going to send.

Once sure, the message was sent immediately.

Coinciding with that, Melinda's long-awaited fried rice brother finally arrived in front of the contract. The man stopped his wagon as he saw Melinda waving her hand.

"The fried rice is still there, Bang?"

"Still, Neng! How many plates?"

"One day, Bang. Don't worry, yeah ...," said Melinda impatiently.

"Nrank ...." The fried rice brother immediately started the action. He heated the pan and began to put different types of spices into the pan. The smell of sauteed spices successfully made Melinda even more hungry. After the season is ready, the fried rice brother had inserted white rice in accordance with the dose. And not long after that fried rice orders Melinda already so.

Finally, the fried rice brother was sprinkling fried onions, crackers, and did not forget to put one fried egg of beef eyes on top of Melinda rice.

"This is the order, Neng!" The fried rice brother offered a plate of fried rice that was ready.

Melinda received it and gave the man a note of Rp20,000. Before the brother left, he gave change and a bonus of a pack of crackers to Melinda.

"Thank you, Bang!"

The brother smiled and nodded at Melinda. Without lingering there, the nasi goreng brother pushed back his wagon in search of other customers.

Melinda brought her plate of fried rice into the house and intended to directly devour it until it ran out. But before that, Melinda opened one WA that had entered since.

"Alright, Mom. Good night."

Reading the response message from Rangga, made Melinda frown. Without replying to the message, Melinda put down her HP and focused on the fried rice that was waiting.

"Bodo. I'm hungry ...."