Elementary School Teacher? Oh My Hot!
Give Me One Hugs

Banta got up quickly.

Carrying a knife and sickle equipped with thick Woll gloves hand protection from the side incisions of corn leaves are sharp and stiff because it has dried ready for harvest.

Banta brought all the equipment when they headed to Huma which passed through several rice fields. Who now spoiled his sharp eyes saw some paddy birds passing above his head. A small group with a lot of tweets.

From Behind Banta walks staggering the Mother.Cherly ! By carrying several pieces of woven sacks that were rolled round were held on his head which was coated with cloth.

Many times Banta's mother stumbled because of her slanted flip-flops.

Cherly complains about the cheap design of her sandals that are not right across her legs. Between the fingers of his thumb .

But the sandal strap is slanted to make it difficult to walk.

"Basic cheap slippers! The design is original so it makes consumers tormented," Sung-ut upset. While grinding the gravel of the road deliberately left a creaking sound leaving a sense of pain in the teeth of Banta.

Banta frowned at the babble of the Mother.But no doubt smiled sadly considering his father who was so rich without being able to be enjoyed by the Mother.

Actually not entirely true like that.

Where the Mother refused all the gifts and money transfers from Barra. And it's not Barra's name if it can persuade Cherly .Barra's father was most selfish in persuading many times.

Barra also chose silence in the face of the hardness of his wife's heart.

Cherly felt it was futile to continue living with Barra. He felt his sacrifice all along and his love for Barra was completely unappreciated.

Now on a small rocky path and dripped with the rest of the dew that almost evaporated by the morning sun. Which began to rise slowly through the skyline in the eastern horizon.

Banta looked at the mother who was still nagging now themed about the bridge across the village made of coconut trees began to porous and almost collapsed. Making some workers from the other side of the village too late to come helped him to be reprimanded by the corn that began to dry and ready to be harvested.

Banta just kept quiet.

The child was already accustomed to the Mother's Wings which were considered as her ear's breakfast routine.

Today is a holiday!

But that shit is not a holiday.

The cold-faced, almost 12-year-old boy almost laughed at his mother's grazing wit at him and thought it impossible.

"Hei Bharche! Try if you become a slur someday! The village is more advanced.

You can cut down a forest teak tree on the edge of the river to serve as a bridge! For people to be comfortable while crossing that troublesome river! I was so surprised! Since our arrival this village bridge has not been ready yet! It's a giant bridge that costs billions! I'm praying you'll be the next Lurah.

You can definitely lead this village wisely!"Said the mother at length. While occasionally fixing the location of a long drawstring veil that is curled on his head as a heat retaining.

"Mom will wait for half my age now, Or!Maybe more!" Answer Banta briefly.

Cherly was silent for a moment.

Then give an opinion again.

" Later if it's been spitting up! Don't be like your father! Basket-eye! No sukur sukurnya get a beautiful wife! Still young! The campus mascot eehhh. ngeyel! The old crotch stinks of the ground, "Said annoyed.

The taste of the word" The old straw smelled of earth" It became a legendary sentence that has always been spoken by the mother until now. In chaotic mode.

Banta quickened his long footsteps.

She didn't want to hear her mother's poem that didn't sound good at all.

But Banta Very fond of the Mother who now looks more contained even with dark skin because it is always exposed to sunlight.

"Mom misses Daddy?" Banta asked with a small grin on his lips. Looking towards the mother beside him.

Cherly was gobsmacked quickly shaking her head in annoyance.

"Bharche! Don't grin like that.You look like Sam! It's weird that guy never called us again. Who does he think he is! I miss your father? Huh that's right! I never even remember the last time I laughed without that shameful scandal." Cherly said again. Banta stopped and lowered his head to break some hard-robed shrubs that spread its thickets sharp and long thorny path and a fairly wide path.

His palm was bleeding from the thorns, spitting out quite a lot of blood. With a relaxed face he massaged the wound and chewed the leaves on the side of the road inserted his mouth and attached it to his wound which immediately closed the way the blood came out .

Cherly looks panicked. With wide eyes.

Banta smiled stiffly.

"Come on Mother! It's just a small wound. Do not express as if my palm was split by an axe" said Banta, tilting his face at the mother.

Cherly Stopped pecking with hunting breath.

"But I'm afraid to see you every time I see your blood so excited. I'm afraid you're becoming a psychopath like Sam! I don't know why the longer I see you look like Sam! You don't even want to be friends and hang out with a lot of people! You're also going to hit and hurt people around you just because they made a small mistake" Cherly looked at her son's face with a look of wasp.

Banta stopped his steps and gazed towards the green land that stretched infinite.

"Mother! Rise up! The sun is getting hot!" She said she reached out to her mother gently pulling Cherly's fingers very slowly as if she were afraid of the Mother being hurt.

"I have a lot of responsibility for myself and for you Mom!" He said softly but there was firmness in his voice.

Son's right.

Banta must be strong and firm . He needs a lot of strength to protect his loved ones.

They then walked towards the sun which began to warm up and slowly crept to burn the body filled with the spirit of life on the next day.

Nun in the distance heard the joking sound of the workers who began to arrive in the fields of those who were ready to be harvested.

Smile sumringah decorate Cherly's face in the middle of the current of sweat sobriety saw the yellow cornbread was exactly the light of Gold in the morning that peeked from behind Mayang Mayang that began to dry up.

Banta tightened his finger grip on the Mother. It was as if hinting at the true protection of a soulmate who had been residing in him for nine months. Will protect and risk his life for himself and his other children.

"Look at Son! There's hope here! The land and water are so familiar with the sweat of the farmers." Whisper Cherly happy.

"Paquita should be here" Banta bathed himself in the midst of the Mother's beautiful smile like the curving arch of Mayang Mayang Corn blowing in the wind Huma.

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Pink tulip flowers that thrive along the circle of the luxurious Dome Garden Roundabout circle around the pool barrier wall made of expensive white marble plated tiles in bright white.

The splashing fountain that expands beautifully is like a transparent umbrella that emits silvery light. With a puddle of clear water full of foam at the top of the 30-meter diameter.

Looked beautiful. Among the small yellowish Palm lined up neatly to the main gate of the house in the form of a circle.Full with red fruit arranged on a bunch of beautiful ornamental Mayang pinang bunches.

Decorate the yellow green color. And a very exotic pink. Brightly leavened in the courtyard of the Alexis House which is shaped a very magnificent round dome in Green Pupus with ornaments of plant growth. It looks cool and elegant.

The dome is more themed nature decorated Relief of peaceful animals namely butterflies and Flowers with a variety of dominant color combinations of soft green.

The little boy saw the small group of tall and graceful figures standing in front of the rows of men in black.

Walking in the way Galant put his left hand into the pocket of Denim pants that look very fine fibrous. And set foot on his way to the main door .

His face was wearing a white mask.

Showing the stem of the base of his nose that is sharp in the eye circle that is typical of Asia.

The long hair was tied a little back with a middle-cut bangs dangling beautifully.

The shiny, jet hair looked stunning against the backdrop of the greenery neatly lined up from the large pot of porcelain on the matching coloured Dome veranda.

Alexis!

Born so perfectly with a slender jaw but looking firm and firm.

Decorated white skin clean and soft.

Paquita walked while looking down at her tiny, barefooted legs.

Above black marble floor with dark color coil.

The long hair passed through his shoulders straight like black silk ready to be dyed in honey.

Soft face lines in maroon colored pajamas.Short sleeves and long loose pants.

Holding a small strawberry-shaped pillow in red.

Clutching that cute pillow was his second.

The man's long footsteps halted slowly on top of the smooth black leather shoes.

Staring at the little girl with a pair of eyes over the white mask.Sharp without blinking.

"Why don't you wear your room slippers, Pa!" That gentle reprimand came from his nanny who entered that vast space. With rush.

And then looked down in reverence when he saw the Master standing right in front of Paquita.

Heading towards the little girl who was dragging in fear there was almost no long dialoq since their first meeting.

And suddenly the tall body moves and goes in its distinctive style past the little girl who is still down.

The small group continued to walk through a long, wide corridor into the inner Hall through the first floor's turnstiles and into a closed room that served as an escalator for the homeowner and his personal bodyguard. They head straight for the fourth floor where it serves as Alexis' secret meeting room and business center strategy.

But this time it wasn't the room that Alexis was aiming for. Except to go to his resting room.

In a relaxed style he spoke through his holographic watch.

"Leo! Bring Paquita to my room now!" He said slowly but could be heard by the bodyguard who now stopped following him up to five meters from the door of the large room.Alexis Removed the black stellan to leave a thin shirt made of pure white and attached it to the shoulder step into his very large private room. Like a giant condomium filled with various sophisticated equipment in large sizes.

Alexis sat in a large swivel chair while staring at the ceiling above him which formed a clear blue cloud.

The sound of those small footsteps rang out loud in his watchful ears. Staring at the large door that was left open. Alexis was choked with a cold face but implied a deep longing.

"Paquitas! Comehere! Give me a hug" he said half-whispering between his flushed lips.