Damn teacher

Meanwhile in the city park, a beautiful girl with long straight hair who had been leaning on the shoulder of a handsome young man was stylish like a Korean artist. Now it looks like she's sitting upright holding a cell phone in her hand.

"Faizal, it's late at night, let's take me home," said the beautiful girl after glancing at the cellphone screen while grabbing the hand of the young man beside him who still looked lazy.

"Soon, dear. I still want to be alone with you," replied the charming handsome young man while his strong hands stroked the hair of the girl next to him with tenderness.

"Tomorrow again, you still have 3 weeks at home. We can meet every day," replied the girl pleading, and blinked her beautiful clear bead, hoping that her new boyfriend would soon comply with her request to go home.

Inside the shop, Anggara Kurniawan's two spies immediately said goodbye to their teacher's son to continue their mission. Harry, who was staring into the garden and realized that the two people who were in love with him had already stood up and looked like they were about to leave the garden, finally ordered the two men who had been chatting with him to hurry up and leave.

Not long after, the two men on duty to watch over their master's daughter were already in the car and ready to launch at any moment to follow the target.

When the couple walked towards the luxury car parked to the right of the shop, the girl had a chance to look at Harry who was still sitting casually inside.

'Damn it! That bastard teacher, what is he doing here. Maybe he's spying on me,' murmured the beautiful girl, walking over and leaning her head on the burly shoulder of the man she loved.

Meanwhile Harry, who was still sitting relaxed inside, after finishing his drink, intended to immediately leave the shop and return to his adoptive brother's mansion. When he got up from his seat, his eyes met with Mila's gaze who was looking at him. Harry just smiled faintly as he waved his hand, while the girl was even more annoyed at him.

While the beautiful girl was feeling extremely irritated, the teacher actually walked hurriedly ahead of the steps of the two lovebirds who were in love. An adult man with a handsome face immediately got into the car and immediately drove out of the shop at high speed.

Faizal who realized his beautiful girl suddenly pouted with her face bent, immediately confirmed the situation and asked what had happened. But the girl refused to explain.

"Yes, now I will take you home," said a handsome young man with an athletic body, holding his lover's tiny hand again. The young man immediately opened the door and invited his beautiful girl to enter immediately.

Furthermore, the luxury car driven by the son of the country's top official slid out of the city park parking area. Meanwhile, the beautiful girl with long hair sitting next to the driver remained silent without any chatter at all.

This made the young man who was concentrating on driving even more confused for him. He was asked time and time again, why do you keep quiet and smile? But the girl was still speechless. Until finally the two young people arrived at the gate of a luxurious mansion.

The guard who saw a car stopped in front of the gate immediately approached and ascertained who the guests were who had come so late at night. After learning that there was a young lady inside, he immediately ran and opened the gate. Only a few moments after the luxury car entered, then it was back in sight and was about to leave the Anggara Kurniawan mansion.

While in the mansion, a beautiful girl with a gloomy face who had just been brought home by her lover had arrived at the family room. After seeing that her father and mother were no longer in the spacious room with all the classy furniture, the girl continued on her way.

A slender girl with long flowing hair is now climbing the stairs with a little wobbly to the top floor to quickly arrive and enter the room.

Arriving at the room, Mila immediately threw herself onto the bed, releasing all fatigue and trying to neutralize her thoughts while staring blankly at the ceiling. It was very difficult for the girl to forget the incident in the city park when she saw Harry, the teacher she hated so much.

The more he tried to dispel the shadow of the teacher when waving him hand with a faint smile on him lips, but the shadow was more visible and difficult to forget.

'Fuck! Why do I keep thinking about that damn teacher' Mila muttered in her heart. Not wanting to continue to be lost in unclear thoughts, the only daughter of the Anggara and Yurike couple immediately got up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

Coming out of the bathroom with only a thick towel wrapped, the beautiful girl who already looked a little refreshed immediately took a nightgown and immediately put on the pink shirt. She had just finished fixing her hair and was about to get up from the chair at the dressing table.

Her eyes caught the scarf that was still hanging behind the door. The object that was distributed by the new teacher was when there was a theater performance at school.

"Oh, my God. It's him again? It's him again? What's wrong with my brain, why am I thinking about that damn teacher?" the girl grumbled to herself as she walked towards the door where it was hanging. He grabbed the scarf then put it on and walked to the mirror.

"Quite pretty." Mila immediately remembered the sentence that the young teacher said the first time she saw herself wearing the scarf. It is undeniable that she is already beautiful, even though she is not wearing the scarf that her new teacher gave her.

'Actually, Mr Harry is quite handsome too. Big tall stature, athletic body, he is also good, smart and talented, all admit it. Then, why don't I like it,' she thought to herself as she removed the scarf he had been wearing earlier and left it lying on the back of the dressing chair.

The beautiful girl, the only daughter of Yurike Kurniawan, was already starting to feel sleepiness in her eyes. She walked over to the bed and immediately lay down on the soft mattress, grabbing the blankets and bolsters that were already available.

When she started to close her eyes, she again remembered the figure of the teacher she had hated so much. She also remembered the words of his best friend, Dilla.

"Be careful, Beb. Don't hate Mr. Harry too much, you'll like and fall in love with him, you know." Back when she was angry and cursed at the teacher, her best friend reminded her.

'Tch! There's no way I'd like, let alone fall in love with that damn teacher,' whispered Mila's heart, which was increasingly thinking about the figure of a young and handsome teacher.

'However, what is my reason for hating him? After all, he was never hostile to me, in fact he was always kind and considerate to me.' The girl's mind continues to rage, a war between emotion and empathy. Until the body that was covered by the blanket slowly calmed down without any movement. Indicates that his soul has drifted far into dreamland, fast asleep.

To be continued...