Mr. Teacher, Love You
Luthfi

I still hesitate to actually go with Yoga Pak or not. I even think that my brain is not sane, how can I say everything to Pak Yoga earlier.

She even hugged me twice just now, I covered my face with both hands. I sat crouching behind the art room. The room is directly adjacent to the barrier between the school and the highway.

"Gue I think I'm really not sane if until I continue to walk outside the gate and find Pak Yoga, fix me bucin means. And I'll never do that!" I muttered and stood up and turned around.

I stepped back to my class, but then I stopped my steps to remember Pak Yoga who hugged me from behind and told me that he did not want to marry that model.

"Ouch!" I held my head back and squatted down.

I can't think clearly, I also want to know what the truth is. I would also like to see what evidence Pak Yoga will show.

In the midst of my confusion, I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I was surprised not to play, I fell to the floor in surprise.

"Huh, just ngagetin lu Luthfi!" I squealed with annoyance when I saw the owner of the hand that shocked me earlier was Luthfi.

I was really surprised because from earlier I did not see anyone in this place. He suddenly appeared from behind me. Who wouldn't be surprised by this.

"Yes, you really know Miss K already! the feeling was that there was no one here, nongol where are you?" ask her who seems to be tilting her head and looking at me deeply.

I shuddered in horror at it.

"Eh Luthfi, are you healthy?" ask me again because I think his behavior is strange.

This male student who is different class and different majors with me is indeed a human being with a great advantage and gift in him that he brought from birth. This luthfi is indigo, he's more sensitive than anyone in this school. He is even said to have the ability to communicate with invisible creatures. I believe it, but I don't really understand about it. But I never thought it was different.

"There's someone else waiting for you, he's really ngarep lu dateng. He believes you'll come, if you don't know him now, you'll lose him forever!" luthfi said in a strange tone and just passed me by.

He walked back and did not look back at all. I blinked my eyes slowly a few times while continuing to look at her back that was away from my sight.

"What did he say?" ask myself.

"Well, how does he know if Pak Yoga is waiting for me, he keeps saying what was, if I don't find him now, then I will...!"

I was so panicked, I could no longer continue what I wanted to say, I ran as fast as I could towards the gate that was still open, because it was still a break.

When I was outside the gate, I saw the Yoga Pak car in front of the stop, with a crowd I immediately ran towards the car. And could see Pak Yoga also coming out of the car, with a confused face he approached me.

I stopped when I was right in front of him. With a breath of breath I looked towards her face, it felt like I wanted to cry when I saw that face. Luthfi's words really bothered me. I can't stand it if I can't see it anymore.

"Sir, I want to ask.. hosh.. hosh.." I said stammeringly because my breathing was still irregular.

Pak Yoga seemed to notice.

"If only I hadn't come, huh.. what would you do?" ask her.

"I don't know, but maybe I'll go all the way...!"

I would no longer listen to his words, I chose to quickly open the passenger car door in front, and close it firmly.

If I don't see Pak Yoga, Pak Yoga will leave and I will never see him again. I had to shake my head many times to shake my memory of what Luthfi said.

Pak Yoga who just got into the car then asked me, because maybe according to him my behavior is a bit strange.

"Why you?" ask her slowly.

I shook my head quickly.

"No, oh yeah. Where are you taking me?" I asked to distract Yoga.

"To KUA!" answer her quickly.

I gasped, I widened my eyes in disbelief at what I heard.

"Father don't be kidding, I don't even have a KTP yet, again in the process of the same Abah Panji!" exclaim me with a fierce face and tone.

Pak Yoga instead chuckled, he did not directly talk but instead approached me.

"Eh, what do you want? proof first, new...!"

My words stopped because again I misunderstood, he did not want to mess with me, he just put a seatbelt for me.

"What new?" ask her after stepping away and holding the steering wheel.

I shook my head quickly.

"No, let's go!" then I turned my face away from Yoga.

'Oh, my big title. My mind immediately otewe to 17 years and above continue if deket same people!' my mind is cursing my stupidity again.

I keep turning my face away from Pak Yoga, I'm afraid that if I look at him I'm even wrong. He didn't say much either, all the way we were silent.

A few minutes later we arrived at a place, Pak Yoga directed his car to the parking area and I read a large board in front of the building.

"Religious Office, you really brought me here. Don't be weird, I said I asked for proof, not marriage with my father!" I exclaimed at length at Pak Yoga who looked still calm until he parked his car.

I open the car door quickly, I'm just gonna get out of here. I really feel at play. But Pak Yoga immediately caught my wrist.

"You need proof, I'll show you the evidence inside!" exclaiming her.

"meaning?" ask me.

"I'll show you, if you're registered to be married in less than ten days it's my sister with Sofie not me!" clearly her.

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