The Married With Teacher
Burned Jealousy

After getting a message from the number given initial G in his contact, Ghea immediately unplugged from the canteen. And it was not out of Reza's suspicion. That the girl he once liked would meet her husband and teacher.

However, there was no pain in his heart anymore. And seeing Ghea happy, it was already able to treat her injuries.

Sighing, Ghea darted left right fearing that anyone would see him enter Mr. Gery's room. May it be safe. Then the girl turned the door handle and pushed it from the outside.

The first thing Ghea saw when her body entered the room was Mr. Gery who was sitting in his chair. The view focuses on a laptop screen stored on the table. And what amazed Ghea, antiradiation glasses that perched sweet in front of his eyes. Ghea who had wanted to get angry, not because she saw her husband who was getting more charming. Uh, Ghea has said not yet, anyway, that he's not willing to share Mr. Gery's good looks with others? And that feeling came to him again at this moment. I think Ghea wants to see Mr. Gery.

"Sit down!" Mr. Gery makes a sound. Tell the student and his wife to sit on the corner sofa in his room with an interested chin. But his gaze was still staring at the flat screen in front of him. Ish ... makes Ghea feel ignored.

Ghea clucked as she threw her buttocks on the sofa. His lips pursed plus his face. "Gue dicuekin's. Then why did he chat me, send me to his room? Bummer, ck!" Ghea murmured in the heart.

After Ghea sat for five minutes, Gery took off his glasses. Keep it on the side table of his laptop.

Pulling both hands into the air to stretch the nerves. Then he got up while grabbing the glass of drinking water stored there.

Both eyeballs of Ghea did not loosely observe every movement of Mr. Gery. From getting up, walk in with one hand holding a glass and another hand stuffed into the pocket of her black formal pants. Uh, would her husband Ghea's perfect add up?

"Well, is there lunch?" Mr. Gery sits next to Ghea. Lay one foot on the other while leaning his back on the back of the sofa. His face turned to look at Ghea's disheveled face.

Ja. Ghea was still the same handsome guy next to him. I want to use my lips. But Ghea couldn't get angry. Mr. Gery's charisma completely destroyed his defenses. "Yet" and finally Ghea answered. Not twice yet. Add it in the heart.

"Coconut yet? Wasn't it the beginning of the bell break straight to the cafeteria?" Because Mr. Gery saw it. Mr. Gery's forehead is linked. He was worried about his wife. But yes it is. Do you yourself, Mr. Gery who can not show his worry with excess?

"Lustlessness." Though at that time eating meatballs in the canteen Ghea abis two bowls because from his home had not breakfast. Plus the punishment from Mr. Ghani who auto make his stomach added rumbling.

"You want to buy batagor? Or what kind of food is that?" But he also caved Mr. Gery the same face grunts Ghea. Can't stand it, of course, the guy saw the face of Ghea who thought it was funny. Just her prestige. Jeez is so tall. It is rich in Himalayan mountains.

"Mas" called Ghea while turning his sitting position to tilt to face Mr. Gery whose back was still leaning.

"Hem."

"That kitchen has not been machined yet" he said, shaking Mr. Gery's arm.

This is what the question is, what is the answer. Not connecting with this Ghea.

It'sit's nothing. Because Ghea had just left for school, the kitchen was already rich ship broke. It has not been caught due to the sudden fire. Ghea just unplugged it to school because it was too late.

"Let's get a machine." Mr. Gery replied while reaching for his cellphone stored in his pants pocket. Checking the incoming message, Mr. Gery's forehead is linked. I don't know what message came in that made his facial expression slightly change. However, a second later his expression was immediately changed Gery again. Afraid that Ghea would notice.

"Who in the compound has a cleaner?" tanya Ghea chills. His face was clear. As if he was begging Mr. Gery to, 'please don't me who will be tired'.

"Nobody" he replied as both thumbs were typing the keyboard on his phone.

"Ck, continue to be machined the same who? Me?" Ah, Ghea won't.

"Yes." Yeah."

Very, very, really, the guy said it. Thinking of finishing the kitchen that has been turned upside down is like turning your hand?

Ghea's two reflexes widened with her wide-open jaw.

What did he say?

Da?

Ghea has to clean up that kitchen? That yourself? Omegatt. I swear to Thanos, Ghea couldn't!

Not hearing the response from him again, Mr. Gery who was originally playing with his phone turned his head.

Frowning both of his brows saw the facial expression of his little wife. "Why?"

Ghea took a deep breath and then he exhaled violently. "Sir papa. Just a shock."

"Shock why?"

Jesus, this oath Ghea felt played by Mr. Gery. The girl took her breath back. And exhaled with tightly closed eyes. "You-" when he opened his eyes, the guy sitting next to him was gone. Mr. Gery is now standing next to the books cabinet while attaching the phone to his ear. Looks like the guy's talking on a cellular connection.

That was Ghea's question.

Since when did Mr Gery stand? Why is it that Ghea is not feeling?

Ghea pursed her lips. Then the girl stood up from sitting while both hands folded on her stomach. Mending Ghea just came out. Than gini-rich mashed.

But when Ghea's hand wants to turn the handle, the other hand first holds it. "Where are you going?" It turns out that Mr. Gery saw Ghea wanted to get out. The guy turned off the phone and caught up with Ghea whose body was already standing at the door.

Ghea turned. "Get out," he replied indifferently.

Sebelly, seriously. From the entrance to the room was rich dicuekin mulu.

"Oh. Yes, yes," said Mr. Gery.

Oh, my God, I swear, Ghea was really nervous with her husband. What do you want to try?

"Iihhh, you, tuh, yeah. What do you want, anyway?" Ghea said like a man of agitation. Both of his hands clenched in front of his face. "Nyebelin," he said. Then turn the body and his hand back to hold the handle. Ghea came out of the room.

Uh. But shit a thousand shit. When Ghea opened the door, someone was standing in front of her with a look of judges emanating from her face.

"Mother Novi? What's in here?" Ghea asked half annoyed. His face also suddenly so judes more than the judges Bu Novi.

"I should have asked you that question ..., what are you doing in Mr. Gery's room?"

Hand me over. This is my man's room!

I would like Ghea to answer that. But-but

"Gue-"

"Sorry, ma'am, what interests are there?" ask Mr. Gery flat.

That's Mr. Gery playing on the sidelines, deh. Kan Ghea is a sprain. The girl clucked with her unfriendly look while glancing towards Mr. Gery.

Ms. Novi smiled. So sweet. If there are ants passing by, it must be ants directly so sweet that smile. But that seems to apply to Mr. Gery, deh. Ghea had never seen Bu Novi's smiling face before. Quite the contrary. Always sour.

"I'd like to take Mr. Gery to lunch. You haven't had lunch, have you?"

"So know!" It was Ghea who answered. Bodo time equals ethics. Ghea wanted to tear her face, Bu Novi. From morning on, Ghea was burning with jealousy. His heart felt like angus.

Hearing Ghea's curse, Gery turned his head. Seeing his wife's sour face with his lips folded inward. It felt like Mr. Gery wanted to laugh at Ghea who was burning with jealousy.

"I don't talk to you" Ms Novi said.

"Well, who's talking to Mom? I'm talking to the door." Ghea answered with her sinless face.

"Again" Ghea's sentence hangs.

"Ekhem .. sorry, Mom. I've had lunch." Mr. Gery answered that. Ghea wasn't wrong, was he? Can Ghea jump around? Bu Novi was rejected by Mr. Gery.

"But, when did Mr. Gery get out? I haven't seen you in the cafeteria since I finished teaching. You also went straight into my room."

Uh, that Judes teacher knows damn well, anyway? Spies times, huh?

Ah, Ghea is hotter. Add kems. Add everything.

"I'm having lunch." Sounded flat from the voice of Ghea's husband.

"Well, your mom's paying attention, huh? I wanted to see him" said Bu Novi with a shy smile.

I swear, really cool. Ghea wanted to pinch her lips.

"No!" There's a break from that sentence. "Not my Mom. But my wife." What a lie, I swear, that guy. Since when did Ghea make provisions for Mr. Gery. Cook almost in the kitchen of his own home.

Ghea mengulum a satisfied smile. Can't Ghea say 'thankurin' with Novi Ma'am? Haha Ghea wanted to laugh, originally.

Degh's!

TB

Sorry late aguyssss. Who asked for Crazy Up. Ramein. Wkaaa