My husband is my teacher

My husband is my teacher
Touched


"Where's the school?"


"SMA Ayyubiyah^"


"What's? One School. Husband Principal Wife student wah wah wah beyond estimate. But I didn't see you at school..."


Afriadi listened to them talk while snacking.


Minutes pass. They talked at length.


"It's late today aren't you coming home?" asked Afriadi in a somewhat repulsive tone.


"Excreate huh?" Viana stared lazily at Afriadi.


"Take it easy." Afriadi answered jutek.


"I'm a guest, time banished. Can't drive guests out."


"Whose house is this? As far as I want what? What's the matter with you? You're just a free guest and I'm kicking you out." Afriadi.


They were fighting each other with eye-painting, Latika could not interfere.


Viana did not cite just his mouth, annoyed with Afriadi, "OK I understand it's the night time spoiled bobo yayang yayang." Viana pouted, grumpy rising from her seat.


Afriadi did not say and did not take his friend out he saw his girlfriend go with Latika.


Before Viana enters her car she talks to Latika for a moment.


He grabbed Latika's hand tightly, "Latika, I just want you to know. Afriadi a good man, he won't let you down, I've known him for a long time. Now I know how you are.


Latika, I heard about your problem. I know you're hiding something, you stay away from Afriadi there's a reason. You have to do this, not. Don't be confused I'm a piskolok, from your eyes say


you love her so much that you're not doing this. Whatever your reasons, decisions, paths you take, I support you. Latika Spirit. But, you should also know what your status is now.


You're Afriadi's wife.


Your husband's.


So do your duty, don't leave it..."


Latika.


His eyes were round hearing Viana's confession that he was a psycho.


Yes, Viana graduated in Psychology.


"I'm home, it's too late when the house people come out to drive me. I'm here again tomorrow."


Viana took off her grip.


He left Afriadi's house.


Before he got in the car he waved his hand at Latika, shouting, "Excite ya."


Latika smiled back at the hand.


Viana's words were very deep for him, again the spirit Viana gave to Latika made Latika spirit and did not hesitate with what she decided.


Before long Viana left, a message came in on Latika's phone from the queen bee Kina.


Latika's eyes were perfectly round reading the contents of the message and photos sent by Viana.


The Latika's inner straight was weak. Too Queen Bee it, meamcam again.


That night Latika could not sleep well.


So is Afriadi restless, he has not slept too, roll there roll here like fritters again bath oil in a frying pan. That's what Viana said was buzzing in Afriadi's ears.


"Afriadi. I know how you are doing now? From what I see, Latika is really hiding something from you, from the look of her face already visible. Whatever it is you should appreciate and try to understand.


Maybe it's a trial or a way for you, so you can understand your wife's feelings, and her attitude after this incident. Take hikamah. Whatever it is you have to find out, what caused your wife to change so, you ask or something.


If he doesn't force it.


Haha..."


"Haiyiss..." Afriadi hissed wagging around his ears.


"If there really is something to hide, but what?"


That night Afriadi kept thinking. He had one incident at school, in the neighborhood and at home.


***


06:30 in the morning.


Latika was getting ready to go to school, when out of the room she saw the door of Afriadi's room open and she saw that Afriadi was confused to choose clothes, scattered his room with clothes up to the bed, the closet is finished.


Latika did not pay attention to go straight to school, so she did not see.


For a day Latika kept his mind with Afriadi who was confused to choose clothes, and he only realized that every morning at home there was no breakfast, so Afriadi did not eat breakfast every morning.


"Oh no what I do. I abandoned my own Summon."


"You've stayed away from her but don't abandon her remember Viana's words."


"What do I need to do now?"


"You have to do your duty..."


Latika spoke to herself lying in bed thinking about that.


He got up from his bed grabbing paper and pen at the study. Write a plan for tomorrow.


Latika went to bed immediately after planning for tomorrow.


***


04:35 at dawn.


Latika synchronizes the Afriadi clothes that she chose because lately Afriadi confused to choose clothes, so Latika himself chose directly.


At first he was confused to take Afriadi clothes from his room just want to enter think twice, pacing back and forth in front of Afriadi's room.


Thinking about going in that person is in the room.


Finally he went to the place usually Bik Ipah ironing Afriadi clothes there was a big closet, he opened it a closet and...


Waw, Latika was surprised to see many clothes wrapped in plastic neatly arranged. Latika looked at the color of the plastic-wrapped shirt.


After a few minutes he had chosen clothes for Afriadi.


after he finished ironing the morning azan dress and Latika immediately performed the Fajr Prayer.


After the end of the Fajr Prayer Latika went down to the kitchen cooking food for breakfast.


After all, Latika was getting ready to go to school.


This time Latika left early, she was embarrassed.


When Afriadi came down to iron the clothes, on the ironing table there was already a shirt that Latika rubbed earlier, complete with a notte once.


Afriadi read the notte.


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This shirt's been ironed.


Happy wearing.


I'm sorry if my clothes don't suit my taste.


Oh... Yep.


Breakfast was made.


Have dinner.


Latics



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There is love again under the name Latika.


Afriadi saw his hand clothes and clothes that had been ironed.


Afriadi was touched as if someone had knocked on the door of his heart. He smiled without thinking anymore he immediately put on the shirt. No more being too excited in the room.


After he finished he posed in front of the large glass, looking at his appearance. Turn right left goalar, put on a handsome face, begaya sok cool, pretentious, smart ass, artist pretent too much style clock is over. Almost that late.


Wait what happened to Afriadi.


He frowned, looking more closely at his figure on the glass, "There is less."


"Ah, yes..." He ran to his room...


Shortly thereafter


Afriadi came out down the stairs.


Taps... Taps... Taps...


His footsteps echoed in the ceiling of the house.


Whoa... Afriadi is very charismatic.


The clothes he wore with neat hair stellan is perfect, fit in his shoes like the Prince out of a fairyland to pick up the Princess.


He went to the dinner table and saw that the breakfast menu was on the table.


There's notte again.


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Happy cheering, sorry if it's not good.


Latics



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There is love again under the name Latika.


Afriadi smiled again immediately eating the breakfast Latika made. It's thick-nosed, delicious. While eating he smiled for a long time Latika did not do such service. Well, although every day served but very different services that he did feel distant and ordinary, but this one is a bit like that.


What makes it all, at school smiled shyly considering that he made a love sign under his name.