Mr. Teacher, Love You
Playing Games Together

Because it was too cool to eat the cuisine of Bu RT, I even forgot that I was going to go to the house of Pak Yoga. After remembering I immediately put a bowl of tekwan hot, savory asem, spicy and really delicious tree on the table.

"Kanjul, I go first huh. Say the same Miss RT thanks for her diligence, this oath is very good!" say me to Panji.

I immediately stood up, but Panji pulled my hand until I sat back down.

"Where are you going?" ask her.

"Ate gue?" her question again offered to take me.

"Lu aja still puyeng Panjul, have you rest. I want there to be a need to pause, I was given the same taxi fare as Tirta!" it was clear to me that Panji would not ask again and let me go straight away.

But apparently not really, he still did not let go of my hand.

"Lu have to leave me, my head is still this frown!" his weakness.

I was silent, probably because Panji was dizzy so Bu RT made such food to relieve a little dizziness. I was so confused, it didn't feel good for Panji either. But I'm really worried about Yoga sir.

"Sir, sorry I have to go first. But ntar my malem will be here to see you again. I brought some hands!" I said trying to persuade Panji to let go of my hand.

"Yes, promise?" ask him to make sure.

I nodded my head quickly.

"My promise!" I said and finally Panji let go of my hand.

"Thank you, Miss RT, very good!" I said before I left the Panji house.

I was so relieved to get out of Panji's house. Immediately I walked quickly to the front of the complex in search of a taxi.

After getting a taxi, I boarded it and mentioned the address of Pak Yoga to the taxi driver.

I was still trying to calm down during the trip. But some time later, me and the taxi I was riding in was near Pak Yoga's house. I saw three cars lined up in front of the gate of Yoga Pak house. One of them is a car owned by Pak Yoga, but the other two I don't know. I've never seen him before.

After paying I got out of the cab. I hesitated a little, but I kept walking inside the gate.

When I was near the wide open door, I heard like someone was fighting inside. But when I noticed, there were two voices, a woman and also a man. But I'm sure that man's voice is not the voice of Yoga sir. But I knew the woman's voice, just as I had heard it.

Just now I was about to listen closer but someone pulled my hand and startled me, I almost shouted, if only he did not smother my mouth with his hand.

My eyes were wide open, because the one who smothered my mouth and pulled my hand was a Yoga pack.

He took off my hand and put his index finger in front of his own lips. Like a signal to keep me from making a sound. I nodded slowly. He took his stuff out of my mouth and took me to his car garage where the door was only slightly open.

"Why come here?" he asked half a whisper.

I want to laugh, this is his home. Why even want to talk instead have to hide and whisper like this.

"I'm worried, you didn't pick up my call!" answer me for what it is.

Pak Yoga invited me to sit on the floor of his garage. Although the garage of this place is also very clean and neat. Pak Yoga really likes cleanliness and neatness.

We sat and leaned against the garage wall.

I smiled and looked towards him.

"I've even got here, I've been so good!" my answer made him chuckle softly.

But from the moment I first contacted her, it had even been almost an hour ago. Was he the person inside it had been fighting for that long. I became curious.

"Sister, they are...!"

"Sister Joseph and Sofie, they've been like that since!" answer Pak Yoga even interrupted my unfinished question I said.

Pak Yoga took a breath.

"I feel sorry for Joseph's brother, he stayed here because he just wanted to calm down, but his wife caught up with him and invited him to a fight. I choose to stay here...!"

"Since then?" ask me to interrupt Mr. Yoga.

I felt sorry for Yoga, I couldn't imagine an hour alone in the garage.

"Aren't you having lunch?" ask me Yoga sir.

And Pak Yoga nodded slowly.

"Here, he came when we, me and brother Joseph were having lunch!" obviously Pak Yoga is not at all excited.

I feel sad to see him like that.

"Why doesn't Yoga just go?" ask me.

"My car keys are inside and my wallet is also in the room, ck. I don't want to appear in front of the woman, I could have been carried away by her emotions!" obviously me.

I know Pak Yoga is still very upset by the actions of his sister-in-law, not to mention the wounds caused by the betrayal he did lost from the heart of Oak Yoga. Now he's making trouble by saying the wrong thing to Aunt Asti. Which made Aunt Asti oppose my relationship with Pak Yoga.

I think Pak Yoga is right, it's better for such women to be avoided.

But then I thought of a way that I and Pak Yoga would not get bored in this garage. I pulled out my phone and took Oak Yoga to play, a tile game where there was a ball jumping on it according to the song.

I also took the handset from inside my bag and put it on the right ear of the Yoga pack and one on my right ear.

"For what?" ask her.

"Who aren't we bored here!" answer me.

"Despite doing nothing, as long as I'm with you I'll never get bored!" the words of Pak Yoga make my heart pound.

I was sure I blushed at this moment, but I quickly turned my gaze towards the phone screen. I showed you how to play and Pak Yoga also looked enthusiastic. We started to play alternately, I deliberately did not show my skills because I did not want to pack Yoga bored waiting for his turn, because only 20 percent of Yoga pack will definitely be game over.

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