My Dear Teacher
From Teacher to Wife

"Mother don't want to pray for Damar and Damar's wife?" Ask Damar, after sungkem to his mother. Ms. Anis only returned a helping hand to Bu Dita, she did not speak at all, it seems that she has not received her daughter-in-law completely. Even though Damar had hoped for a lot of his mother, especially after what Bu Dita gave.

After the wedding ceremony, Mr. Wiguna invited everyone present at the meeting to stop by his house because they had prepared a simple meal as a form of gratitude for his nephew's wedding.

At first, Ms. Anis refused to come. But because Sigit and Lala continue to force, he was finally forced to come along.

The dishes served by Bu Wiguna are quite a lot. From snacks to heavy meals. They also invited RT administrators, mosque worshipers to neighbors left and right. Everyone enjoyed the treats from the host, including Bu Anis and his children.

After the meal, Damar took the initiative to go home. They had indeed talked about that they would live in the house that is currently occupied by Bu Dita, his father's heritage house. As the sole heir, the house became the absolute right of Bu Dita. Meanwhile, Ms. Anis and her children were brought home by the Pian family.

"We're going home now?" ask Ms. Dita.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Wiguna and his wife, Damar and Bu Dita went home on a motorbike Bu Dita. For the first time they came home dressed in simple bridal clothes. First time and they still look stiff. Still shy, keep your distance from each other. But sometimes Damar nosy, suddenly brushed the motor so that the teacher who had become his wife came closer to him. If so, Damar would laugh out loud, while Bu Dita blushed her face with embarrassment.

"Thank God we have arrived." Damar said, after the motor stopped on the porch of the house. "Let's get down."

"Huh, oh yeah." Replied Bu Dita who was still sitting on the back bench, she hurried down, but her husband was teasing.

"Cieee who has been a legal wife, now does not want to go far. Yesterday pas still a teacher approached ferociously for mercy." Damar chuckles.

"Please," Ms. Dita hurriedly glared before returning to be her husband's stuff. He went into the house, but until he reached the living room his steps stopped when staring at a large photo with a brown frame, there were the faces of his father and mother. Two people who loved him so much. If they were still alive would be happy to see him now married because since the age of twenty-two years, when he just graduated from college, his father had warned him to get married immediately. But her then-boyfriend, Aditya, was reluctant to ride the guarantee on the grounds that it was not yet established. Even when he was established and mature was still reluctant to marry Bu Dita.

Tears that had fallen because of haru remembering his parents were now turned into a smile when he saw the picture frame next to the picture of his father and mother. There are pictures of him with his students. The picture also has Damar. Ms. Dita smiled, though, now he remembered why at that time Damar fiercely expelled all the male students who stood beside him to stay away and was replaced by female students because of the jealousy of Damar who had liked him since first grade.

"O Allah is Damar" Ma'am Dita said. Until now he still felt like a dream. His soul mate was eleven years younger than him, he was his own disciple. The boy, who used to be seen as his own son, turned out to be his priest. Bu Dita understands how the attitude of her mother-in-law who has not approved, may feel strange, the female teacher married her student, she only until now sometimes feels strange. But he accepted God's destiny because soul mate, sustenance and death are His secrets that are all finished written in the Sea of Mahfudz.

"What are you thinking?" suddenly Damar was standing next to Bu Dita, their distance was very close, even they almost touched until Bu Dita had to step back a few steps. "Why? He said that Halal could be close. Speaking of halal, hmmmm, where's our room, baby?" Damar smiled, a smile that made Bu Dita goosebumps.

"Damar, what's wrong with you?" Bu Dita retreated again, but Damar did not give a distance, he also retreated until the former teacher touched the wall and could no longer move. "Damar .. slide over there!" Bu Dita had to scream, his face reddened, his body goosebumps.

"Call her husband Damar Damar Damar. Call me darling, dong!" pinta Damar with a smile.

"What the hell?" Bu Dita pretended to be angry to hide his grooves.

"Can I call Dita, please?"

"As far as you."

"Why call him you?"

"Lha, you are younger than me "

"What to call then?"

"May love, my husband, my love, my handsome man or ...."

"Diehhh lebay!"

"Liby no. It's natural. Her husband won handsome."

"Mmmm, okay. Su ... my husband." for a moment Dita was silent, then he laughed.

"Why laugh?"

"It's weird."

"Weird why?"

"It's not strange that the teacher married his student?"

"There's no ban, so it's not weird."

"Ahhhh it is."

"But keep calling my husband dear, yeah."

Dita did not answer. He was about to leave, but his hand was held by Damar. Dita tried to escape from the clutches of Damar, they pushed until finally fell to the floor.

"You're sick!" Dita pushed Damar. "You don't be rude."

"Not rude, you're the one who's avoiding."

"It's natural that I avoid. You keep approaching. I still need time to get used to this!" Tita pouting. Even though they are halal, Dita is still rigid. He was still timid, especially before Damar was his student, it still felt very awkward. While Damar just kept approaching without giving him a chance to get used to it.

The two men were arguing with each other. The same debate as before had happened while they were still teachers and students. When Damar debated Dita who was familiar with the male student. Even though Dita is so because of the demands of work as a guardian student who inevitably has to be close to all students of her class.

"Hahahaha," Damar laughed out loud. "Like de Javu ya." Said Damar again. "It's sweet to repeat back what we did before with the state is already halal, so if the gemes just pinch his cheeks." reflect Damar pinched the cheek of the former teacher until Dita glared in shock

"The room!" he's really embarrassed.

"You said don't keep calling Damar. Call dear dong." Damar again seduced his wife. He pretended to be angry, but continued to take the opportunity to be close to Dita to make the woman panic and try to stay away. Dita's attitude makes Damar really anxious, as a newlywed who previously always kept this distance like a game that made him addicted. He loves to seduce and seduce his wife. When the woman's cheeks blush, she will be more excited to make it wrong and more reddened like a ripe tomato.