The Married With Teacher
For Taking Batagor

Half an hour earlier.

After Ghea passed into the school building. And Chacha got off the wheel. Feeling sure to be bored waiting for the boss mom in the car until the school breaks up, Chacha finally decided to go to the tent shop Mang Asep who was told Ghea. Curious also will feel the batagor that Chacha saw very crowded by school children and motorists who deliberately passed and bought the batagor.

Chacha walked leisurely through the many pairs of eyes that were pointing at him. His different appearance attracted the attention of each pair of eyes. Long hair in a ponytail. A deep black leather jacket and long black jeans, do not forget the sunglasses he wore while walking before then both hands he cantongi into the pocket of his jacket. Very interesting, isn't it? The characteristic of a bodyguard is really attached to Chacha. Not many of the boys who still stay in the parking lot weed himself. However, Chacha did not budge. Bodo. In his heart he shuddered in horror. It's true what Ghea said to her before the girl passed.

“Batagornya, Neng?” Chacha arrived at the batagor tent shop. Mang Asep turned to him, his hands were busy putting some pieces of batagor into plastic. Maybe someone else's order is certainly not to eat on the spot.

“Iya, Sir. One serving, yes!” said Chacha took off the sunglasses that perched pretty on her nose.

A moment when Mang Asep fell silent astonished at Chacha's slightly deadly appearance. Cold-hearted yet with her beautiful face. Not only Mang Asep who looks like that, pairs of eyes in the stall was also surprised to see who the girls who look different but waw.

Mang Asep stuffed some batagor packs into black plastic before he turned his head and replied, “i-iya, Neng.” Little nervous. “Eat here, Neng or wrapped?”

“Here aja.”

Mang Asep nodded. “Sok or sit down first, Neng!”

Just as Chacha landed his butt in the plastic chair, a huge voice echoed. “What are you doing here?” tanyakanya. Chacha's reflex turned his face to the source of the sound, auto standing approaching.

“Ngapain here?” He asked back with his expressionless face.

“Eating batagor.” Chacha answered.

Mr. Gery just nodded faintly. Then he ordered batagor to Mang Asep then told him to deliver to the room.

“Beres, Sir. But it's a little late, yes, sir. I want to serve first,” said Mang Asep along with the pull at both corners of his friendly lips.

Back nod. “I wait,” sahutnya then passed after a moment to turn to Chacha who was replied to a polite head nod from the girl.

Feeling good about eating batagor, Chacha paid after. Mang Asep received the green sheet money from the beautiful hand, then when going to return the change, Chacha refused. “Take aja, Sir!” he said pushing Mang Asep's palm.

“Eh, really, nih, Neng?” Chacha nodded. “Thank you, deh, Neng then.”

“Mang, where have I hunted? Long time ago Mang Asep.” Serobot a guy who had been waiting for an order that Mang asep had not made also grumbled impatiently.

‘Sabar atuh! You came here lately. I made it too lately. This I want to anterin order Mr. handsome teacher first,” said Mang Asep reply to the protest from the guy earlier.

“Elah .. Mang, can you enter aja not? Hunting bell in, nih.”

“Can't! Master handsome mah I have to serve with on time. That's a big deal about him.”

“Dikasih what is the Mamang until it has to be on time all? Whose part, anyway, Mr handsome teacher?”

“That, Mr. handsome teacher who likes to bring a motor that is the color of ijo tuh,” said Mang Asep poured spices on batagor.

“Oh .. That's Mr. Gery. Stick me everywhere, Mang. My first game, Mang! Some of the killer teacher is not here too, do you want Mang Asep anterin where is the plate? Wrap it up for me first napa, Mang!” the guy continued to grumble impatiently, even though he came later than other customers. Served even ask first. The child of today.

“Yeah, I can't wait for you mah. Five minutes. I brought this to the room Mr. handsome teacher."

“Lu style, Mang. I know the room where.”

“Tau or me mah. Kan has often Mr. the handsome teacher messages batagor in anterin rich now.” Mang Asep took a fork and spoon from a long table and placed it on a plate.

“Mang, if nganterin was long ago. This is me already from earlier but not yet made.” One of the mothers who stood wearing a protest dress. “Padahat I was deliberately also early in the morning do not make breakfast because my husband and son want breakfast batagor.”

I guess it was the mothers.

“Just a minute, yeah, ma'am. Five minutes to do.” Mang Asep replied that it was not good.

Then followed by the protection of other customers. Mang Asep is scratching his head dizzy. Then someone who was still there, watching. Then offer to help.

customers who have been waiting for.” Chacha Mang Asep thought it was over but in fact the girl was still there.

“Eh, no need, Neng. Biar Mamang. Neng Mah will definitely not know where the room is.

“Later I tanya-”

“Iya, Mang, let the beautiful Neng is just antherin. Then it was also like this Neng knew the teacher earlier. Or his wife time, yes, Neng?” chirping the mothers who protested as good as udel said Chacha was the wife of Mr. Gery.

“Eh .. “

“Iya. Anterin, Ma'am! Poor Mang Asep overwhelmed,” said others chimed in and believed that Chacha was the wife of the handsome teacher.

“No papa, Neng, if Neng is antherin? Poor also this who want to buy already in the queue waiting for long.”

What was Chacha would undo his intentions even so do not have the heart to Mang Asep. He's taking his eyes off. Indeed so many are willing to queue to buy batagor Mang Asep. “Yes, Sir. My papa is not anterin aja.” Pasrah Chacha's. With an unpleasant heart said his wife Mr. Gery. But how else, do they also not know.

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“Ciusss lo? Mr Gery can't take him to school? Then the bin anterin batagor to the room Mr Gery?” One of the girls' students screamed. He shook his hands as if he was overheating. “Omaygat omaygat omaygat .. My chest.”

“Why lo, pea?” Tama asked a little frantically seeing her girl friend was limp, stomping her buttocks to the seat next to Ghea's chair with the origin.

Luckily it landed right and didn't end up kissing the floor.

“Gosh I'm hot, cuyyy. My heart broke into these five. So Mr Gery, my dream teacher, the handsome rich Opa kai really already married? Not willing to swear.” kelakarnya with his awward facial expression.

Then Tama pointed her index finger at the woman's temple. “Eeeuuhhh, I guess lo kenape. Very swear lebe.”

“Etdah, if you don't believe it too, sono lo peek into Mr. Gery's room. It was still there!”

While they horrendous Pak gery and Chacha who thought Pak Gery's wife, Ghea who stood in his place breathed a sigh of relief. Ghea thought they knew he was Mr. Gery's wife. Feeling safe, he sat back in his chair quietly.

But briefly.

If they knew Chacha was Gery's wife, then Yura? How did she know Ghea was married? Although Yura did not say, but whispered Yang's words out of Yura's mouth as if she already knew everything. Yura also would not say that if it was just a joke. Aye right? Then does Yura also know if the husband of Ghea is Pak Gery?

Lothawat!

“Eeehhhh you where are you going?”

Ghea refocused herself on her classmates when Tama asked her older girl friend.

“Gue wants to go to his room, Mr. Gery. Niggintip. Curious about the girl who became the bin Mr. Gery. As beautiful as what, he could captivate my brother Kai kawe?” he said that made Ghea curl her lips.

Bodo is very much the same Chacha who is considered his wife Pak Gery. That way he'll be safe. Although there was still one question that stuck in his heart. Yura.

“Don't tuh chick pellet Abang Kai kawe again.” chirps the girl lebay before then their attention is fixed on the sound of a loud deheman on the doorstep.

EKHEMMMMMM

TB

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Seizies

The amateur writer who is hungry because he misses the snacking batagor