The My Kindergarten Teacher
I'm Not Julid

Dewa smiled as the pair of feminine arms hugged his waist tightly because he deliberately drove his Vespanya with a little speed let alone Sunday, the streets in Jakarta were rather empty.

"Sir God, why ride a Vespa?" ask Alina.

"Why Jeng Alina? Don't like to ride a Vespa or want to take a car?" balakan Gods.

"It's not so sir, usually the rich ride moge like Harley Davidson or BMW or Ducati..."

"You want to ride that bike ? Honestly I don't really like moge that much." God replied.

"Why sir?"

"I'm less sad if I'm hugged by my waist the same as you Jeng. If you ride a moge, noisy, chat is not good... The romance is less."

Alina looked at the judges towards the Gods. More and more people !

"Jeng Alina, can you ask me something?" asked the god his tone turned serious.

"Ask what sir?"

"That's a total failure what's your boyfriend?"

Alina shook her head which of course the Gods did not see.

"Your boyfriend?" ask the gods again.

"Not sir."

"Keep what ?"

"Gatot is oom from my former protege sir. We met when Gatot picked up Clara, his niece. Since then, I have loved to take me to lunch. Yeah, I think of him as a friend only, nothing more even though I know he has a crush on me."

"Have you been shot the same Gatot ?"

"It's sir."

"Why not be accepted?"

"I'm not interested in him. You know if you like someone like it like there is a butterfly in the stomach, deg-degan... How so. And I didn't feel it to Gatot so I didn't feel anything. I just like to be treated, but more than that, I can't."

"But not all men accept rejection... How long has Gatot been chasing you?"

"Nearly two years, sir... "

"Eh buset !" chirps God. "It seems to be going by its name, Failing Total..."

"God sir is julid ?"

"I'm not Julid, Jeng...."

"Lha keep what ?"

"Thankgory."

Alina hit the back of the God of anxiety. "Sir, is it true that the father is the CEO of Bank Arta Jaya?"

"Why indeed?"

"Father does not reflect as CEO."

"Lha my time I kudu seriously continue tho Jeng. The whole knows no. Where is Ragil, assistant and secretary of death. She's the one who made me, her boss, a rode job !" the God's curse made Alina giggle. "I'm originally like Jeng. Maybe because I'm friendly, grapeyak be a lot of girls who auto tack."

"And the Lord is proud?"

"Well used to be proud of Jeng, but ever since there was something that made my turning point ... I was determined to leave all that behind. Seriously. There is a void in my heart. What the hell are you looking for Wa ? While all your cousins are the same age are married and living happily... They've found the thing that covers the emptiness of the heart, are you when Wa? That's what's been ringing in my brain for the last six seven months..."

"So Lord is now in the process of doing better?" ask Alina.

"Yes Jeng. After all, you know my mama would rather do scapel pranks than smear her son's head because his wayward son asks for forgiveness" replied Dewa mendrama.

"There was. My mother is the most beautiful in the world, doctor Safira Pratomo Hadiyanto. You have to meet my mama, she's a super clumsy woman but super serious in the operating room."

"Clummy? Sloppy, sir God?" ask Alina.

"It's been meningan anyway but first my papa said, during the courtship era, chaotic. Believe it or not, while on vacation from Singapore to Jakarta, because my mother used to study there, her scapel was detected at Soetta airport in her Hermes bag... And my mama was arrested at the airport. "the deity.

Alina was surprised that as a member of a famous family, she could be detained as well. "Keep how?"

"My mom didn't dare tell me her family was here so my dad came to vouch for my mom ... Even though that time has not been dating, there is only a separate story that makes them match..." (Read Hoshi, My Tiger)

"Astaghfirullah's... The family of the God sir is also chaotic." kekeh Alina.

"You are ingrained by Jeng's flesh." God's smile.

Alina listened seriously to the words of the God. "Eh sir Dewa... How can I hear your voice in the helmet? No need to scream..."

"Lha you just realized? That's Jeng Alina's advanced helmet... There's already a microphone and speakers there so we can have a nice chat without having to compete with Tarzan..."

Alina gawking. "Wow ... I should have said slow to sound..."

"Eh Jeng Alina, what is Daud bringing?" ask God. "Want to go to my Oma's great-granddaughter's cake shop."

"Which cake shop is sir?" As far as Alina knows there is an old cake shop that is famous for its taste that never changes despite decades. "Don't tell me Maleeqa's bakery and bakery..." (Read Eagle For Rain )

"Yup. That's the bakery. I used to have my own Oma great-grandfather but have been put in the family company in the PRC Group. You know what?"

"Coconut cake is delicious. Anyang likes only Saturday yesterday I brought it and this I brought pandan cake from a neighboring home business. It's delicious too."

"Almost bothered. I also want to buy it for Daud and Parjo sir." The god turned his Vespanya into the row of shophouses. The three shophouses belonged to the McCloud family, who still opened the Rain Reeves McCloud heritage pastry and bakery, now under the supervision of Juliet and Amaranggana Giandra.

Dewa and Alina came down from the well-parked Vespa and entered the store.

"Lho mas Dewa.." said Nana, the great-grandson of Sinta, Rain's first employee. All employees of the cake shop got the same shares after Rain moved to London with Eagle. And the shares were passed down to their grandchildren. Of all the employees, Nana was the one who inherited the talent of her great grandmother in the field of pastry so she was appointed as the manager of the cake and bakery.

"Magi mbak Nana's. Is there a cupcake?" ask God kindly.

"There was. Is that the same as Alina Tho?" Nana smiled seeing her customers coming.

"Nana knows that same miss Alina?" The god looked towards Alina.

"Know Mas Dewa, wong mbak Alina subscription here because almost every Sunday always order coconut cake for her eyes. God, how many cupcakes do you want?"

"Ten of them."

"OK ready." Nana is helped by her employees putting Rain's signature cupcake in the box.

"A lot of shops aren't you Nana? I haven't been here long." The gods see visitors who come quite crowded on this Sunday.

"Alhamdulilah the Lord. It's the cupcake." Nana gives a paper bag containing a cupcake box and Dewa hands over his Platinum card. Despite having a black card, God prefers to wear platinum.

"Thanks to Nana." God and Alina were very happy.

"Greetings to Madame Safira mas."

"Okay."

Dewa and Alina came out of the bakery and went to the house of Daud.

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