Mr. Teacher, Love You
Changes in Yoga Attitude

After arguing about what color we would use for our clipping, finally the blue color became the middle way. Since we had not much time before the bell rang, we decided to stop the debate and start to finish what was our goal in this place.

"Why haven't you been to class yet?" ask Mr. Tatang. OB's gonna clean this room.

"In order to make a clipping pack, the bell pack has not yet sounded sir!" marco answered quickly, but I almost opened my mouth to answer Mr. Tatang's question.

Marco is indeed very quick to respond, it is natural that every fast race is right, he, Yusita and Dodo are always candidates who will represent our class.

"It was the bell, a few minutes ago!" obviously Mr. Tatang.

"What's right, sir?" I asked in disbelief until I dropped a large scissor in front of me.

"Augh!" I screamed because the scissors fell at my feet.

Marco immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at my feet.

"Well, Papa Ras?" ask Marco who I think looks like he's panicking.

I quickly shook my head.

"No papa! this hunt is over!" I said while cleaning the equipment we used.

"Thank you Mr. Tatang, excuse me!" marco said before pulling me out of the copy room.

"Don't pull my hand!" my protest while stomping my hand firmly to escape Marco's grasp.

"Sorry, sorry your old abis!" elah reasoned.

"Kalbulus you, hunt come on!" ketus me while running ahead of Marco.

The first hour of the lesson today was the PPKN lesson, and Pak Yoga was already in the classroom when I was about to enter the class.

'Thank you, Mr. Yoga, he won't punish me because I'm late, right?' ask me in my heart.

I'm sure he won't get punished, he's my girlfriend, he loves me so much, he won't bear to punish me.

I knocked on the classroom door and approached Pak Yoga slowly.

"Sorry sir, I was late, I went to the library and did not hear the bell in it turned out to have been...!"

"Sit down, after my lesson hour and second lesson, you go to the teacher's room. Copy one chapter, my lesson!" firm Pak Yoga made me widen my eyes.

"Sa... one chapter sir?" ask me to make sure.

'This is why Pak Yoga even gave a sentence of one chapter like this, he was all giman anyway?' ask me not to believe that Pak Yoga even punished me.

"Yes, if you protest, it will be two chapters!" emphatically.

I nodded quickly.

"Good sir!" I said and quickly walked to my chair.

"Eh, where are you from? the feeling of the time I came down from angkot, I saw you already came from the same morning brother Tirta!" ask the Goddess.

I was still lazy to answer but Nina suddenly looked back.

"Alright, Wi. I told you he was the same as Marco!" chirps Nina.

"Seriously, are you really the same Marco?" ask the curious Goddess.

I glared my eyes at Nina.

"No need to gossip! nothing, not really!" i firmly.

"Come on, bo'ong him!" nina said again.

"That's behind if you still want to talk, please get out!" snapped pak Yoga.

I gasped, actually what had happened until Pak Yoga seemed so angry with me.

Tok tok tok tok

"Where are you?" ask Yoga firmly.

"From the toilet sir!" answer Marco

"Yes already, sit down! next time don't be late again!" say Yoga relaxed.

He then went back to explaining his lesson. Nina turned back.

"Aren't you both late, abis mojok where early in the morning gini?" nina asked with a face that mocked me.

"Gue tampol you yes, no I mojok!" refute me.

"Rasti!" call me Yoga sir.

"You can calm down, no, if you still want to talk. Please stand in front and explain, I will be quiet and listen from your seat!" exciting pak Yoga.

And because of what the Yoga man said, all the eyes of the students in this class were all looking at me, all eyes on me.

"Ma. sorry sir. I'll shut up!" I said nervously while lowering my head.

After I said that, Pak Yoga again explained the lesson.

'This is why anyway? it's not unusual for Yoga to say that!' my mind is restless.

A few hours later, the first lesson was over. After greeting Pak Yoga did not look at me at all, but usually he always smiled at me before coming out of the classroom. But this is not at all. And also during the lesson, he did not walk towards my desk at all, when usually he would confirm whether I could receive the lesson, the subject matter well, understood or not. He must have asked, and there was also a question and answer session. Although I never answered correctly, usually he always asked my opinion.But he really did not want to talk to me.

Prok prok prok

My daydream stopped because of the sound of someone clapping their hands. And that was the clapping from David. Me and everyone in the class looked at him standing in front of the class.

"Weh, we must ask for peje sohan! treat us all to the cafeteria, there's a new one made up of friends!" abugn.

I listened, I also wondered who was in this class.

I also heard some other students talking to each other, seemingly as curious as I was.

"Eh, who is it?" asked Yusita who was already standing and holding my shoulder from the side.

I just shake my head, because I don't know.

"Who's that?" tanya Dodo looked curious.

"Who else, our class president bro, Marco is the same Rasti!" exclaim David.

I immediately gawked, as the other friends stared at me and congratulated me.

"Eh, you misunderstood me! there's no...!" I'm still trying to explain when everyone talks recklessly.

Someone congratulated me, someone was so happy. And there are also those who ask for a meal in the cafeteria.

"You guys are wrong, it must be Nina, right?" ask David.

"Who said Marco told me. Semalem he's taking you to your house?" ask David to me.

I stared straight at Marco. But by the time I got to her, Miss Risky, the math teacher, was already in the classroom.

"Good morning, kids!" her greeting.

"Good morning ma'am!" say we're in unison.

I was still looking towards Marco who also caught a glimpse of me.

'What does Marco really mean?' ask me in my heart.

Is it because of this, Pak Yoga's attitude changed to me. What was on Marco's mind? why is he spreading the news so untrue? What is going on with Marco?

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Seriate...