My students Canduku
Chapter 15
Begging his bastard friend was too unclean for Chandra to do, but this time, he did. For Mishall, who since yesterday feels like a threat to him.
From yesterday afternoon, until this morning, Arfan's answer remained just as disappointing.
"Please, Bro. He's a pinter, really. Easy learning. Surely I, he will not be hiring special customers lo. Plis .. taro him as a special servant of VVIP guests, let him busy, and do not need to interact with many people carelessly. Please, Fan. Little things like this can't help me?" Chandra is really frustrated, if the female threat is not preoccupied with normal work, because there will be two consequences: Mishall returns to his old job, or ... Mishall will interfere with his relationship with Shila.
Chandra can't take any other risks.
"Gue can't, Chandra. Lo ... You should have seen how he was yesterday! Not very professional to go outside of work hours. All of my workers are required professionals, or would be a bad example for other workers if I am soft with your students. I'm sorry, this time I can't help. You see, it's about my efforts that can destroy his reputation just because .. student 'special' lo it." Once again, a disappointing answer was given by Arfan. "Lagain, you why must be so complicated about the work of everything? Lo even though he just report to the principal, later they take care of Mishall, because he is still a minor. You shouldn't interfere. He was just a date last night, Chandra. Lo ... Lo why even baper same schoolgirls themselves?"
"No, that's not it." Chandra rubbed his face in frustration. "Gue didn't think he was special, let alone the baper-baper of all sorts of cakes that you were accusing. I ... swear! Seriously! This is purely helping him .. same as I thought I was doing to Shila first. I'm ... I really just feel sorry for her." Decak lazy Chandra out, when he did not get any sympathy from his interlocutors via a telephone connection today. "Lo can't do that? So he tried first, as a VVIP waitress? One week, experiment. If he really fails, just .. if you want to fire, please."
"The problem is gini, yes, Chandra. I'm clear again." The man across the line was similarly frustrated. "All my workers .. not just anyone. They were just trainees first, I just hired, and everyone was chosen. So Mishall a worker without training, I have been considered unfair, especially after he made trouble, I immediately rose his status. You guess what, how do other servants who start from zero, continue to be rivaled by Mishall with his ease? You're a teacher, you should understand my situation."
"Arfan .. for my sake ...." Chandra weld again. His eyes suddenly narrowed when he realized a woman in a purple dress was approaching his room.
Chandra did not need to see twice, as his haughty aura could already be clearly read.
"OKAY. I'm off the phone." Chandra told, and without waiting for a reply, immediately fulfilled what he said.
Shila came, with her smile when she had just opened the door.
"Call from whom?" shila asked, as she approached, and put the canteen over the nightstand. Filling fruit baskets, with new ones. Busy yourself with the arrangement, while waiting for answers from Chandra.
"Arphan. He also knows my situation. Sticky, but I forbid." Chandra said, as he put his phone on the nightstand with all the calm he gathered.
"Oh .. the noisy one, huh?" Shila pulled the corner of her lips, after she swapped all the fruit on the nightstand.
Shila is a human type who easily forgets someone's name, except important—and almost nothing. It is easy to remember someone through their character. Although he had only met Chandra's friends once, he was able to give titles to each of them.
"There should be no need to come." Shila placed her pouch containing fruit overnight near the nightstand's feet, for her to throw away later. "She's just adding noise pollution here."
Chandra responded with a mild ruffiness, which slowly faded away, as Shila allowed him to put a palm on the woman's cheek. Shila even felt like enjoying it, slowly cursing, as Chandra rubbed it with her thumb.
"I love you .... You believe?" chandra asked in her whispering voice.
The frown on Shila's forehead signified dislike, and instantly, Chandra seemed to want to turn the clock to a few seconds before. He was too influenced by Mishall's speech, to have to ask this sensitive question. Now, what if Shila ...?
However, it didn't happen. Shila fixed her seat, then held Chandra's hand on her face, keeping the hand from moving away.
"I believe .. for now. But I can't ignore it if you're a man. Vulnerable. When aja ... you can be attracted to any woman .. and from now on, I'm ready, lose it until it happens." Shila ended her explanation with a gentle smile. In fact, he had just posed a threat implicitly.
The readiness that this woman meant ..only her strange thoughts and God knew.
Chandra, rigidly gave a nod to his patter. As Shila busied herself with fruit-cutting, Chandra's gaze shifted towards the door. Heated strongly, so that Mishall was busy doing nothing, so as not to appear here as long as he was sick.
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Chandra's wish was granted. He had never met Mishall in 10 days of recovery. Now, as he was helped by Shila sitting on the living room sofa, the man exhaled with relief.
But, on the other hand. Will the unstable woman be able to survive on the straight path as long as Chandra is absent?
Chandra was clearly doubtful of his own question. Because, Arfan himself does not want to help. While the woman certainly needs new items, luxury— to be exhibited to her friends. Almost impossible, Mishall did not return to his old world.
That's what makes Chandra's breath turn heavy when he hela, then exhale.
"Still sick?" shila asked, as she came from the kitchen carrying a white bowl and a glass filled with water.
The slurry was handed over to Chandra, because Shila placed her palm on Chandra's stomach. Check, but he only found a white bandage there.
"No, Honey. Just thinking about schoolwork." Chandra began to feed the porridge into his mouth. "If you don't go in for too long, troubled students will be as good as they are."
"But your situation?"
"I can be careful, though. Besides, taking anti-pain medication, can help reduce the pain. So .. no problem."
"Darling ...." Chandra weakens the sound, but keeps it clear. "They don't necessarily understand how my teaching method is, to those troubled students. What if they even destroy the trust that I try to build with other students? For troubled people, they need someone to make .. understand them, so they can lead them. I can't trust any other teacher."
Shila nodded stiffly twice. He thins his lips, while frowning. As if thinking. Chandra hurriedly, changing his position facing Shila, even had to put the bowl on the table so that nothing could stand in their way. He framed Shila's face with his palm, making the woman unable to escape looking the other way.
"Don't you believe me?" ask Chandra.
"B—no. I actually ... understand very well, only you can be trusted with those troubled people." Shila smiled faintly. "Because I'm also one of the troubled women, only you can fix me. But ... your circumstances?"
"It's not papa." Again, Chandra assured. He advances the body, which makes Shila inevitably have to lay half of his body on the long sofa. "Do you want me to prove it?"
Shila nodded twice, and immediately greeted when Chandra**** her lips. It even gave a tight hug, when its chest was overwritten by a huge body on it.
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While walking, Chandra still had to hold her stomach, but she kept pushing herself despite the pain that kept her steps. He is listening more today, watching some students, in order to find his special student.
Despite trying to convince Shila yesterday, the wife still forbids Chandra from doing anything heavy. He could have easily asked Lastri for help, to provide oversight. Therefore, the vice principal paid more attention to him, than the other students.
Chandra is not indifferent—as usual. He remained silent, watching the surroundings. This time, standing on the edge of the third floor barrier of the school building, in order to pay attention to the field. He stayed in place, listening to one of the women with his back hair, the stranger reviewed the new gadget in his hand. A smartwatch, no matter what brand.
That makes Chandra have to massage his own forehead. Thinking, that his efforts yesterday might have been in vain.
"Sir Chandra has a headache? Duh, let's take a break, sir. Mr. Chandra should be sitting well, in the room. The important thing is, right, the contents of the attendance. Let's get a salary." Lastri who came over with his panic, suddenly silent—thought. "But, Mr. Chandra doesn't need a salary, anyway." He giggled amusedly. "No idea. How is there a man as good as Chandra? Though still sick, still ... aja, think these troubled children."
Maybe Lastri realized that Chandra was not frowning, so he felt calm. He also glanced down, and his eyes were also fixed on Mishall, who was sitting on the sidelines, surrounded by several other girls.
"That's a big step, you know, Mr. Chandra is with Ms. Shila. Equally perfect in the physical. Mr. Chandra's a good advantage, Ms. Shila's a treasure advantage." Lastri continued his words, then shook his head with astonishment. "Sir Chandra doesn't need to, think of them. Just focus on Miss Shila, the main one. These people still have parents, can still be taught by their families. While Ms. Shila only has Mr. Chandra."
Throughout Lastri's explanation, none of them were heard by Chandra, as he instead focused on Mishall's neck when the woman's long hair was draped entirely to his right shoulder. He gulped once, when he found a bruise there. Too obvious. He immediately cleared his throat, until the women down there glanced at him. Chandra beckoned by rubbing his neck, which Mishall read aloud.
"I'll excuse you, ma'am. Take a break."
"Please. Please, Sir."
Chandra smiled faintly. Before stepping, he carried both of his hands into his pocket, hiding the fists that were strengthening there.
See, how easily that underage woman affected Chandra's emotions with ease.
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