Mr. Teacher, Love You
Pennant Efforts.

Pennant POV

When I got home from school, I didn't go straight home, because Didi, my classmate took me out to play futsal. I went with him and other friends.

When I got home I saw Rasti talking to someone I knew as the new teacher at our school. I just watched her from far away.

After Pak Yoga left I had wanted to go to Rasti, but Bu Yani held me back.

"Just come home to Panji?" her question greeted me.

I stopped my bike, and turned it off. Because my mother would nag if she knew I was being disrespectful to her people. My mother has been RT for ten elections, she wants me to be unkind and disrespectful to her people. He'll pick me up in public if I do that.

"Yes, Miss Yani. Abis playing futsal!" answer me briefly.

I saw Bu Yani, sweating a lot, I thought she was unwell.

"Bu Yani is healthy? how much dryness is so and mother's face is red?" ask me for pleasantries and I do care about this middle-aged mother.

"Huh nak Panji, the Amir tuh. Mah's mother was outraged by the Amir, making emotions continue. Cook he said the exam is still a long time, still seven days away and he is still busy playing the top up game, while said son Rasti exam tuh another week, he went to extra tutoring. I'm so upset with Amir, I'm out of anger with him, noh he's learning now!" obviously Bu Yani long if wide times as wide.

I was busy thinking about Rasti taking extra lessons, with whom and where did she take lessons? but wait! like there was something wrong with what Bu Yani said just now.

"Bu Yani said that Amir said the exam was still a week, right?" I asked Bu Yani and the middle-aged woman who was still holding the bell in her hand nodded.

"Keep Rasti, the exam's in a week?" ask me again and the same answer was also shown by Bu Yani.

"Well, the real problem is where is Mom? that was seven days!" obviously me.

And Bu Yani immediately gasped and a second later hit his own eel with his palm.

"Astaghfiullah! pity the Amir, already scolded, why can forget this! what try..."

Ms. Yani went inside and continued to grumble, I think she will apologize to Amir, her son.

Diseases of mothers, sometimes like to just think and interpret something. Maybe because they were too tired, they were at home and so much work. So teachers for their children, so chefs too, then household assistants, so administrative and financial department as well. I am so proud of my mother.

I forgot about Rasti taking extra lessons and going home. After dinner, I just remembered about Rasti taking extra lessons. I went straight to his house. It just so happened that there was a meatball of Udin mang passing by, so all I thought would buy Rasti to eat meatballs.

Actually it's not a problem that he took additional lessons, but I see the view of yoga pack on Rasti is very different. I was biting a sour lemon when I saw it. I don't like the way Pak Yoga looks at Rasti. After all, their age is very far away, and I heard rumors at school that the yoga pack is about to get married. I don't want Rasti just toyed with by Pak Yoga.

Why do I care about Rasti, of course because she was my first love. Although she never realized that and always rejected my declaration of love. I think he thinks I'm kidding, because we've been best friends since SD. But I'm serious about him.

I ordered two bowls of meatballs, but I asked the Udin mang not to pour the sauce before Rasti came. Her favorite meatballs were wearing a lot of vegetables, it would be unpleasant if the sauce was cold very she came.

I called Rasti.

"Oi." she replied on the other end of the phone.

"The habit of the child!" muttered. Then I put my phone back in front of my ear again.

"Oi, Oi, you think you're talking to the parking lot again?" my protest.

And after I uttered a protest I heard Rasti giggle.

"Eh, would you mind me?" Say me again.

"What the hell Panjul, why do you malem-malem call me, want to make sure I eat meatballs huh?"

And his words were true, I just gasped in shock at him.

"Kok you know, the hunt's down. Nih mang Udin and standby in front of your house, I'm also here. The hunt is down!" said me and I immediately disconnected the phone call so Rasti quickly came down and met me.

"It's still a long time, mamang want to go in front of this complex!" said mang Udin which was from earlier no other customers who bought the meat here.

It is usually the Udin mang in front of the complex, because there everyone will come looking for Udin mang meatballs.

I waited long enough, and I was happy when I saw Rasti coming while smiling at me.

"Woi Rasti, here!" I shouted while patting the plastic chair that had been prepared for him.

"Mang, his people have come here, hunted pour the sauce mang!" exclaim me and this time on the Udin mang after Rasti sat near me.

"For a long time anyway, I guess your fitting down the stairs you jatoh keep fainting!" say me just any.

"Your title, is so evil. Lu don't say that, want that word prayer, ntar if I fall really, how? you have no pity on me, this cute and kind-hearted girl?" she said that with a face that I thought was so adorable I went unconscious and raised my hand to shuffle her hair.

"Ih, don't get ruffled!" his protest.

"I'm sorry, next time I won't say if you fall down the stairs, but fall in love with me!"

"Well, fall in love with you. Oh wow!" sahut fast. I was actually a little disappointed with his answer. But I won't give up on him to make him believe me.

"It's non, den!" mang Udin handed me a bowl of meatballs and I quickly picked them up.

"Thank you mang!" rasti's exclaim made me look at him.

"Thank you it should be the same me, I'm the one who's buying you!" my protest.

"Yes, thank you. You know I'm the best!" he said with a smile and stirred his meat.

I should be happy, but my heart is sad to hear that.

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