Young Teacher's
What's he want!

Apaaaa memanggilllll, ohh noaaak I don't want to see that handsome teacher anymore embarrassed it feels. But I don't want to go near my mother. I walked slowly while looking down at me.

And it turns out that mom told me to take a drink for that handsome teacher. Thank goodness I thought something else. I hurried to get him some water, I poured water into the glass slowly. My heart still can't be normal, the feeling of dagdigdug is very felt. After I finished pouring the water I put it on the tray and went back to the front to give the water, I kept a glass of water on the table and *preengggg* the tray I brought about the table when I turned around, to cause his water to spill in the guru's wrath.

I immediately apologized.

“Sorry sir, I really did not accidentally” said I was shaking, stupid why I got hit to the table.

The teacher looked at me and turned his eyes to my mother.

“Good ma'am, if so I permission say yes, thank you” he said.

“Iya be careful yes sir, sorry my son is indeed sloppy” said My mother.

Then the handsome teacher just smiled and rushed to his motorbike and drove until it disappeared from my sight.

In my heart grumbled, so very sure the teacher, given a smile just look, said sorry just look. So arrogant.

“Bu, who was it?” ask me to mom.

“That was Mr. Novan, he was a new teacher at school, his mother also worked at the same school” replied My mother.

What!!! he was the son of one of the teachers there. I'm getting curious.

“Who's Bu?” Ask again.

“Ituloh who became your guardian when you were SMA” replied Mother.

“Buuu? Seriuusss?” I asked very surprised.

“It was the time when Mom lied, already yes I want to go in again” then Mom rushed to leave me.

I murmured in my heart “Ohh noakkk, so he was the son of my old lady Lisma walikelas. Lisma's mother was very kind to me, different from her son. I did not clearly see his face, because all this time he always wears a mask. But waituu!!! If he is the son of Ibu Lisma, meaningiiiiiii. “.

I rushed to bring a cellphone in the room and I checked my social media.

You accept friend requests “Novan”.

Two weeks back before I did PLP, I got a friend request from “Novan”. I thought it was nobody, I had never seen his profile so I accepted his friend request.

“This Novan, who said Mother also Novan, seems like I should ask mother”.

“Ibuuuuu!!!” I screamed running towards my mother.

“Why are you surprised Lia” said my mother while stroking her chest.

“Mother I want to ask, the father who was here Novan right? if this is the Father who was not?” I said while showing the photo on Facebook.

“Well yes, this was lia” my mother said.

“Truly ma'am? Mommy didn't see wrong?” my many.

“Iya Lia, I know exactly Mr. Novan, well not good to be called Father, he is still very young delicious called Kak Novan, why is it Lia?” ask Mom.

“Eng.. enggak Bu, yesterday Kak Novan add fb, I guess not he is the one, yaudah ma'am, Lia to the room first ya” I went straight to the room.

Mixed taste, pleasure and sprains. I'm glad he just happened to know my Facebook. Overall he's acting so cool basic human. Lia continued her home activities.

Time shows at 20:30 WIB.

After I prepared the teaching materials for tomorrow, I took the time to open my social media instagram. I was looking for the name of Novan, after being searched, it turns out that the brother had his Instagram account. It feels like I want to follow his account, but wait a minute later I am still upset about his attitude.

After stalking for about 30 minutes, I finally closed my phone and rushed to sleep.

Next day.

*Tyingg tyingg*.

1 whatsapp message from Reno.

Well still this chuckle boy wants to pick me up, I murmured in my heart.

I returned the message.

Me: with Ren, I'm with Ayu.

Reno: yaudah, see you at school huh.

I just read a message from Reno and rushed out of my room to go to school.

“Mom, I leave first Yes Assalamualaikum” I said while greeting my Mother Father and my sisters.

“Hearts yes Waalaikumsalam” says My Mom.

As usual I always go with Ayu, because Ayu is my neighbor. We are both majors, so always together if everywhere.

Ayu tells her that Reno sent her a message, she told Ayu not to come with me so that Reno could pick me up. There is just that, when it is clear I do not want to depend on any man. As long as I can do it myself, I prefer to do it myself.

After a long conversation with Ayu finally arrived at the school where I carried out PLP activities. We went inside to explore the corridor and stopped right where our friends were gathered, which was the picket room.

Suddenly…

“Lia, can replace me teaching no? today I want a half-day permit. Want to drop off my mom.” Clearly Erika.

“By you, in what class and what time?” my many.

“In class XI IPS 3 yes, thanks a lot Lia, I now enter the class first, bye everything” Erika left the picket room.

“Lia did not cape teach anymore in Erika's class?” ask Reno.

“Engga really, not enough to add experience” I replied.

“Mau Reno?” ask Reno again.

“Engga Reno, I can alone kasian you have to wait”, I refused Reno.

Reno was silent.

“Reno, send me to class again yu” take Wanda

“Engga ah I want to be in the picket room with Lia” he replied refusing.

I scrunched my forehead a sign of disapproval. Fortunately Ayu was sensitive to my movements.

“I'm the same Lia aja here, you two go to class aja ya” said Ayu.

“Ayoooo Renoo, and all” said Wanda while pulling Reno away from the picket room. Reno just resigned.

“Yuu thanks a lot hehe”.

“Iya equally, I know your expression if you do not agree” said Ayu while opening the book.

After a long wait for the second entrance hour. Finally the bell rang, the sign of the second lesson.

“Ayu, I live first yes now want to enter his class Erika, dadah” I said while rushing to leave Ayu.

I was standing in XI class IPS 3. All the students were sitting in class. Then I entered the classroom. However there was something strange about their expressions as I sat down at the teacher's desk. I think it's only natural that I'm here to replace Erika. Under the table is a black bag, who does it belong to, I think it's an unused bag. I then ignored him. Next give a cue to KM or the student leader to conduct the class.

The class became silent. Door tightly closed. But arrived…

*crack*

The sound of the door opening from outside.

My heart's pounding because I saw that Mr. Novan was coming in, uh no, Brother Novan.

Steady but relaxed steps followed by her hair that moves accordingly following her footsteps make my eyes unable to blink for a second. Then he approached the teacher's desk. I was very surprised there. I thought what he wanted!.