You Are What I Want
102. Storm again...

" What do you mean by haram?" bhumi asked not to like it.

" I don't want your former student's embrace." Shavara hurriedly replied, seeing Bhumi's cynical face, she was afraid of herself.

Bhumi was pensive for a moment, and was slightly surprised "You saw him?"

" You guys in the corridor must be visible, where quiet fit, will again study time."

" You didn't forget that you told me to be nice to him?" a slanted smile graced Bhumi's lips as she rubbed off on Shavara with an idea Bhumi thought was absurd.

Shavara gawked in disbelief, "Seriously you're wrong with me, I'm telling you to be nice, but don't use a hug at school either. You shameless shit. Tell me you're doing it. hmmmphh.."

Bhumi kissed Shavara's lips, even when her lips were softly pulverized she kept trying to babble.

"Hammhp.ka.mu.lt...mang...eehhh....ishh..."

But for Bhumi, Shavara's lips are like replying to her pagutan despite being uncomfortable because of their unsynchronized lip movements.

" Right reply" said Bhumi, taking off his civm.

" I have no intention of retaliating." Shavara Gregetan.

It could be her husband modus in the middle of a situation that she thinks is strange.

The next second Shavara's eyes were squeaking suspiciously at Bhumi who was looking at her gently.

" I know you don't like your students, or maybe now you're starting to like them."

Tak...

Bhumi touched Shavara's dramatic groggy forehead.

" I'm sorry, if that makes you jealous, even though I don't mean anything but to tell her that I don't like her at all, no interest." Bhumi stroked the part of Shavara's forehead that he had been flicking about earlier.

" What's that supposed to be?"

" I don't know how to keep him away, I'm really depressed about this."

Bhumi framed Shavara's face, looking at her deeply.

" I used to feel harassed for what he did, if it was only me he attacked I would have stayed where he graduated soon. but now that you're the one he's targeting I can't be so alone. I'm your husband, my job is to keep you safe and secure."

Shavara holds Bhumi's hand which caresses her jaw." Sorry, I have put you in a difficult situation, I will no longer make you related to your student. He's that thick."sung Arleta.

Bhumi chuckled, he kissed Shavara's forehead." when not long ago you faced him directly, give it up. How am I supposed to be in 10th grade."

" You, you are the most patient." - Shavara.

" I'm sure I'm looking forward to falling in love and meeting you for 27 years. Avoid all temptations and pursue my crazy women. Patience is not true."

" Sibir bingit gik tih. it's the fault of you who are voters."

" Not a voter, but I knew God wouldn't let me be single for the rest of my life with wounds that kept looming over me."

Bhumi's serious face changed the atmosphere of the originally relaxed room to serious." I don't know how hurt your wound is, so I won't act pretentious.but please there's me, can you heal that wound?"

" Well, the wound is healed, and it's because of you. Thank you for coming to me."

Bhumi eroded the distance to hug Shavara, who refused.

" I still don't want you to hug."

Bhumi let out a long sigh, "How shall I go? 11-look flower bath?"

" Minimum change of clothes. Anyway I don't want to put down pelakor seeds." Shavara insisted.

" Yes, yes, but civm first."

" Don't want to, later if you hug too."

" A little doang not be twisting the tongue let alone tugging at each other **** lip only." Bhumi is a bit bowed.

" Ish, mouth."

Hmmmphc....

Shavara immediately replied *******bhumi as soon as the handsome physics teacher sipped her lips. The eyes of the two slowly saturate enjoying the sensation of pagutan lips that turned out to compete with each other suck.

Shavara's hand on Bhumi's chest squeezed the shirt fabric withstanding the ever-expanding rate of passion.

Ahhh.hah.hah...

His second breath stinged, "It's always amazing. your mencivm always ignites my g4irah." raucous Bhumi raspy.

A red tinge dyed Shavara's cheeks that did not know how to behave.

Bhumi chuckled, he peeked at Shavara's cheek before upholding himself." always embarrassed, even though I've been very often I praise you. knegemesin until you want to make you lemes."

" A.a..." Shavara pounded Bhumi's laughing chest while removing the buttons of her shirt.

Bhumi took out a shirt from his pants and threw it at his chair. Stay black t-shirt fitting body attached to his body that proportional muscular hard without fat.

Bhumi picked up a navy shirt from his bookcase drawer that turned out to contain a change of clothes.

" Will you bring clothes here often?" Shavara approached the drawer checking the pile of clothes that were mostly t-shirts and jeans.

" Hmm, I often miss the time before school because many students want additional lessons.

" Usually shower at school, new to the restaurant continues to muter check angkringan. home already clean, so stay asleep."

" Before marriage, what time do you usually go home?" Shavara tidied up some irregular clothes.

" Eleven or twelve malems."

" What time is it at home most?"

" It's 10 at night."

" Slowest?"

" Hour 2. Usually weekend resto rame, as well as angkringan. I have not been able to escape both. Maybe in the future you will see me often late home."

" It's okay. Oh yes, I've created a simple bookkeeping and financial management module that you used to order so that your students can easily understand."

" Where are we going to spend Sunday night in Angkringan?"

" Can." Shavara moved to sit in the front seat of Bhumi's desk.

Bhumi leaned over in front holding the arm of the chair that Shavara was sitting on, "I got a call from the secretary, probably about the corridor."

Shavara gave him a smile, he nodded." Hmm, should I wait for you?"

Bhumi shook his head." Chances are now I'll be firm. If the school can't get Arleta out of this school, I'll quit."

Shavara was stunned, just for a moment." There's no other way?"

Bhumi shook his head." I was afraid of letting go of violence with him, everything about you involved my emotions, on the other hand I was his teacher."

" but he's young."

" Dear, teenagers are unstable, but they have the thoughts and feelings to shake off all their madness. We can't use reason and a teenager understands her attitude that's far from that of a normal teenager."

Bhumi stepped around his desk, opening the bottom drawer that was originally locked.

Take a flash and put it on Shavara's desk.

" I've never told anyone to look at this flash drive. You are my wife, I hope by looking at the contents of the flash you understand why I can no longer tolerate Arleta or Siena."

Drrt....

Bhumi stood up, he took a small long envelope from the top drawer of his desk then stuffed it into his backpack before walking to crouch in front of Shavara.

" I was waiting for the director. Do you want to go straight home or do it first?"

" Campus. There's one matkul tonight."

" Aren't tired of taking internships and college?"

" No, classes have started infrequently, just value improvements. It's a dizzy thesis."

" Slow how is it? We're married, so don't rush into it. I pity to see you."

" It's relaxing too, keeping it all flowing is not gratuitous."

Back Bhumi's phone vibrated, "Yeah, I'm going first. You went to college with Mira, right?" Shavara nodded in response.

" Home with me, I'll wait at the restaurant." again, Shavara just nodded.

" Before you go out please all potocpy-in sheets about 11th graders." point it to the yellow map.

Bhumi kissed Shavara's forehead before coming out of his room which immediately got an odd look from the fellow teachers.

Siena crumpled the pen she held, but she dared not rebuke when she realized something was different from Bhumi.

" Your class is over, Gun?" there was Thunder sitting on the single sofa while pressing the boiled cassava.

" The Lord must not have heard the bell break the sound from five minutes ago."

" Oh yeah?" Bhumi looked at his watch.

" Mister God, the head has been waiting there since earlier in his room" exclaimed the secretary of the secretary who just entered the room.

" Okay, I'm going there now."

" The Lord is called the chief?" ask another teacher.

" Yes, Mom."

" It must have been about the corridor earlier." said another.

Agam's finger came back dancing on his phone after hearing the news. He sent a message to someone who had been working with him specifically on Gods.

" I'm sorry, sir. Going through." Shavara stood behind Bhumi blocking the way through to the door.

" Ah, yes. Please." Bhumi gave room for Shavara to pass by.

Different yes same someone who continues to pursue recklessly even though thousands of times rejected make it uncomfortable." Ms. Ratna clapped her hands hyperbolefully.

" Who is it, Mom?" sahut skinny teacher while glancing at Siena's desk.

" Some, please be self-conscious because he's a teacher. Please don't be an actor."

Siena's face flushed red, she knew the innuendo was on her. Everyone knew he liked Gods, because indeed he conditioned them as if they were close more than just fellow teachers whose results were not very successful.

" You guys just keep getting along with each other, I love the julid-pulled." Bhumi's circus walked towards the door. But after three steps, his legs stopped because of Siena's words.

" Dewa sir, the clothes are changed yes, even though you are married but this is a school sir, it is not ethical to make out in an environment that is supposed to educate the nation's generation."

" It's not like this is my first time changing clothes at school, so far no one has commented negatively on me."

" But you've been in the room with an intern for a long time, it's going to cause us discomfort."

" Who is uncomfortable? I am ordinary." said Thunder

" I am too."

" It just looks sweet in my opinion."

" Just not in front of my singles, sir."

" Hadeuhh.live again tired of seeing a girl jealous because the guy was married."

Siena's face turned red, not a single teacher supporting her.

" Mister of the Gods..."

" Ah, yes. Excuse me. Let's go to the principal's room."

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" Anjirrr is.pak Dewa was called to the secretary's office." yelled Yudi startling his fellow coolies who were enjoying their meal.

" Woy, I used to talk about it." nagged the other guy at the table.

" Hp check, new nyolot."

Those in the cafeteria like commando opened the school's Twitter.

Hot news this time;

" GARA OBSESSION PUPIL, MR. DEWA IS BEING TRIED BY THE HEADMASTER, WHILE THE STUDENT RELAXED IN THE TIKTOK SCROLL CLASS. WHEN THAT INVOLVED THE RICH MAN'S CHILD, THE TEACHER OF THE ORDINARY SOCIAL BECAME HIS TUMBUN!!!

Below there is a picture of the back that allegedly Pak Dewa side by side with a photo of Arleta sitting casually playing a mobile phone.

React students in class 12 IPA 1 who are in the canteen out simultaneously from the canteen, while those who are still in the class stormed to the next class, his class arleta.

Brakhs....

They were aghast, and immediately covered while carrying tables and chairs away spread out to all sides of the classroom allowing the 12th class IPA 1 team led by Megan to the Arleta table. The master who had not realized the situation because he was closed on the table with his ears covered with headphones.

Braggkkh...

" Wake up, lont3."

Megan kicked hard at Arleta's desk until Arleta fell to the floor, she grimaced, her forehead bruised, her nose bleeding, but no one cared about it. He was shocked to see many people.

Using the tissue he took hastily from inside his bag he covered the blood.

" A.what's up?" his head is so dizzy.

The other student pulled Arleta's collar, forced her to stand." Because Lo walas we smeared his name again

He banged his forehead against Arleta's forehead.

" Aws.sa.sickness..."

Everyone grimaced in pain, clear blue bruises looked.

" Bodo very, let Lo's brain shift normally."

" What's my fault?" lirih Arleta, her head is now throbbing pain.

" Don't do a lot of bacots, just execution." cried another.

" Woy, Mr. Dewa was fired." the incident prompted the students to open the school's social media again.

" THERE'S A SCENARIO FOR FIRING OUR BELOVED PHYSICS TEACHER ALL BEHIND HIS SUMMONING."

Very provocative, and very brave admin base school.

There was an immediate uproar, protests and swearing, almost all of the students were outside the classroom. Storm due to the latest news.

Aditya takes over Arleta's collar from his friend." If Mr. God ends his career, Lo's life will end like Lo's crippled cousin. Don't forget I'm a Nasution, whereas Lo, a wasted son."

Aditya drags Arleta's confused body mixed in shock, on the doorstep of the class, he intercepts Raga.

" Let me take him, Lo good boy."

 " But you're an IPS kid?" chirps Ajis.

 " What's the matter? From him I know that shitty math. Racist Lo. Watch out."

Raga gets rid of them, she and her friends forcefully pull Arleta who is stuttering around trying to balance Raga's big steps under the scorn of the students lined up in the corridor.

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" I refuse to talk about what happened in the corridor without Arleta being the other main perpetrator" Bhumi told the school's principal and deputy, as well as I BP and two teachers as witnesses one of them Agam in the head office.

Mr. Kepsek breathed hard, he squinted his temple. The base of the school is crowded, but the object of conversation is as stubborn as fashion

" Mister God, please cooperate. Father who makes the situation more uncontrollable on social media by doing physical touch.

As a teacher, you should know that it cannot be compromised. You could have been fired from here."

Hearing the word fire, the teacher who was present looked asked the secretary, and Bhumi's gaze sharpened.

" I regret that it happened, but I remind you of the infamous scandal, because my insecurities about Arleta's actions and behavior unfortunately proposed to resign, but was rejected by the school.

I think here the school is wrong target to be a scapegoat, if I have to go out, I make sure Arleta also has to be expelled!"

The club chief and deputy panicked, they were not unwilling to let Arleta out, but could not. Because Arlet is the son of one of the biggest donors in this school.

" God sir, you...."

There was a sound of incitement in front of the secretary's office followed by a blow and encouragement and prevention from teachers outside the door.

" What's outside?" ask deputy.

" Let me check." Just now Agam stood up, the door had been forcefully opened.

" Head man, if you fire the god sir, we demand a committee meeting." exclaimed Devgan.

" Hey, it's not about the big one." Elak kepsek's.

" If not, why would God's impact be deactivated?" the other sahut.

" Some of the father was wrong target, should be issued that Arleta is not a god sir."

" Surely, he besides teasing the god pack, also the bully bone."

" So, choose love."

the string of orations is dizzying, Mr. kesek.

" Where did you get that hoax? You guys don't make a fuss. Back to class."

" We will stay here until there is a clear decision" Leo said.

" Yes.we will be here." cried the others together.

Mr. Kepsek pinched his temple, "why is this getting wider everywhere." inwardly.

" Didn't you dare take Arleta out because she's the son of a donor?" nuril lantang said.

Nuril's words turned the commotion back on. The mood is getting worse over that possibility.

" I am also a donor child, do I have to ask my father to stop the aid because the school is not strict?" said Raga.

" I'll also ask Papa to stop helping."

" I am too."

" I am too."

" STOP.stop.." the secretary tries to prevent more severe action.

" You misunderstand, that's not why.it's purely our own consideration that doesn't want his lifetime to have a bad record in his life." the secretary's alibi.

" Why do you think that far, anyway he himself does not care" said Ajis.

" That's right." said the other.

" Now, you go back to your respective classes, we'll be the ones who finish them. Mr. Agam, please call Arleta."

" Riska needs to bother, sir. It's kindly we've brought him." one of Raga's friends pushes Arleta in front of them.

Reaching the eyes of the teachers turned to look at the terrible state of Arleta.

" Oh my god.let alone this.." erang kepsek warehouse.

Along the corridor from the third floor to the second room with Adi on the first floor, most of the students threw him hear the rest of the drink, some were poking, kicking, hitting, and even spitting. most of them retaliated against the bullying he had done.

Dizziness, cuts, disheveled hair, uniform frowns that change color. Don't forget the swelling on his face.

" I think the sooner there is a solution, the better" Bhumi said casually.

" Let's just start the meeting." exclaimed the representative....

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