My husband is my teacher
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Kamarudin felt strange with Afriadi, he felt Afriadi did not listen to his words, after all these months Afriadi looked strange.

"Sir... Sir... Mr..." Many times Mr. Kamarudin called Afriadi.

But, Afriadi pensively thought of something. He did not listen to the call.

Kamarudin.

"Sir..." Kamarudin patted Afriadi on the shoulder.

Afriadi's daydream was cut off, staring at Kamarudin next to him.

"What did you think?"

Afriadi.

Kamarudin kept his hand away from Afriadi's shoulder, "Em... Sorry sir.

I just want to ask. You have a problem, right?"

"What looks clear?" Afriadi looked at his face.

Kamarudin sat on Afriadi's table, watching the cold monster wipe his face, "Ah... Sorry sir.

I just want to know what problem you have?. How do I know I can help you."

Afriadi glanced at Kamarudin, who in the lyrics gulped, worried that Afriadi would explode.

"Ahaha... Sorry sir. Don't need to answer. I'm too-"

"It's okay."

Inner Kamarudin made him quickly leave from there before something bad happened to him.

"Ah... I'm going first."

Mr. Kamarudin hurried off.

Just a few steps Afriadi prevented it.

"Wait." His small tone of voice stopped Kamarudin's steps.

"I want to ask." Afriadi raised his head, "Why can someone stay away from you?"

Suddenly Kamarudin immediately turned to see Afriadi with a dumb look blinked his eyes several times, his head fell full of question marks, his soul hunting curious.

He daydreamed for a while, conscious and immediately replied, "Eee... If in my opinion. Maybe because he is not good. Hahaha..." Kamarudin laughed bitterly.

"Keep."

"Unintentional."

"Keep."

"Less sensitive."

"Keep."

"Anger."

"Eum..."

Afriadi glanced, Kamarudin gulped.

"Egh..."

"Continue"

"Ah... That's it."

"Ep... I see." Afriadi thought for a moment.

"So, you've got a problem with women, huh?" Kamarudin approaching.

Afriadi.

"Oh... Is that woman away?"

Afriadi.

"Emmm... You know something." Kamarudin leaned against Afriadi's desk, lowered his head, put his fingers together.

"Know what?"

"The woman likes to be noticed the most." Kamarudin raised his head, "Maybe you should pay attention to him. If he stays away, just approach him. Communication do not break as hard as you want to talk about the origin of communication do not break up. Spend a lot of time together, but do not forget the time for worship, hehe..."

Afriadi looked at Kamarudin.

"Ke-"

Afriadi's words were cut off by the sound of a bell, indicating the transfer of the lesson hours.

"Alhamdulillah, the bell has sounded." Kamarudin was grateful to hear the bell ringing.

"Ep... Sir, the bell has rung, I have teaching hours, I'm sorry sir. If there's any more time we'll talk again."

Kamarudin.

Afriadi stood up from his seat to pick up a book, walked out of the office, arriving at the door. Afriadi.

"Say there's a clock. What are we waiting for again?"

Afriadi continued his steps, disappearing behind the door, only the sound of his footsteps could be heard.

Kamarudin rushed after Afriadi from behind.

***

Afriadi entered teaching in Class 12 IPA A.

Latika stood in front of the class, her hand holding a marker, she was told Afriadi to do the problem. Caught sleeping in study hours.

Latika was slow to think, her head full of question marks. Actually he knows how to solve the MTK problem, but he hesitates.

He heard a voice urging him to hurry and calling him attention. Latika's heart is irritated they do not think what is difficult to stand in front of there, told the contents of the matter that drain the brain.

Afriadi saw Latika who was trying to work on the matter. The battery said,

"Watchful, pay attention to him, communication do not break."

His classmates behind were busy talking about it.

"Well..."

Afriadi stood up from his seat, standing next to the Right Latika, "Can Latika?"

"God, can sir."

"What part are you having trouble with?"

"This is Sir." Latika pointed to the notebooks.

Afriadi looked down at the notebook in his left hand.

"Hussis... Latics... Latina..." Hana called out slowly, she sat on the number three bench in the middle. His plan was to show him how.

Salasiah and Nana, who were sitting in front of Hana, also called slowly. Hadi only noticed the three of them did not interfere.

I feel someone calling him

Latika looked at who was calling her. Tampa realized his right hand that held the sepidol was moved, until crossing Afriadi's cheek.

Suddenly one class was surprised to see Latika's actions, their eyes perfectly rounded until the cute Hadi came glaring.

Latika was stunned to see the face of her friend, question marks filled Latika's brain.

Hana pointed, "That's..."

Latika turned her head to the side looking at Afriadi more handsome with a scribble on her cheek.

"Well..." Latika was shocked to get a lazy look from Afriadi.

Tak...

The marker in Latika's hand slipped off, falling to the floor.

Latika quickly picked up the handkerchief in her pocket, cleaning up the scribble of sepidol.

Notya clean even more black Afriadi face runs out and it becomes a birthmark.

Latika grinned, one class laughed looking at Afriadi's face, Latika broke into laughter.

Afriadi stared intently at Latika, smiling thinly holding her black cheek, rushing out of the room pulling Latika's hand telling her to come with him

Their long heads saw Latika and Afriadi passing by the window, they all suspected that Latika would be punished again.

So did the other Classes and the Teacher Office they passed by, all extending their heads to see the two of them passing by.

"Where are you taking me? Will I be punished again?"

Afriadi's steps came to a halt, turning his body around to see Latika, "Responsider." Afriadi pointed at his black cheek.

Latika.

Well there is another intention, Afriadi not only asked Latika to clean her cheeks but she wanted to be close to Latika.

Afriadi brought Latika to his office.

Latika was told to sit in the guest chair.

Latika sat down, Afriadi closed the office door so that no one would see, understand there are people.

"What do you want?" asked Latika in the ghost of fear.

Afriadi sat next to him close to his face, Latika's heart skipped a beat dak duk ser.

"Clean."

Latika took a look, her mind had run to and fro unexpectedly, her hand picked up some tissue on the table and went to wash the tissue with water, back sitting next to Afriadi slowly he cleaned up the scribble marks, Latika brought her face closer Afriadi glanced at him.

Degubs... Their hearts are beating fast. Their eyes looked at each other like there was a visible electric shock.

Latika's red face met as well as Afriadi's cheeks met.

Latika moved away, "A little black. Is there any facial cleansing soap?"

"Nothing." Afriadi shook his head, touching the marks of the markers.

"Forced. Use it this way, "guma Latika slowly.

Afriadi did not understand, his eyebrows raised next to him.

What way did Latika put out?

"Ouch... Don't be so hard, sick."

"Hold."

Latika rubbed Afriadi's cheeks with a handkerchief that she soaked.

"Slowly."

"Can't, it has to be strong."

After a few minutes, the former marker is gone. But...

Afriadi's cheeks are red next door.

One class saw her cheeks asking each other, she went back to teaching.

While Latika went to the toilet understand there is a need for women.

His classmates thought that Latika was punished again.