Did this really happen?
I was still lying awake in my square room, tossing and turning restlessly. The events of earlier in the evening kept replaying in my head. I finally understood the phrase "wanting to stop time at that moment."
When Teacher Renu kissed me for the first time, I might have thought it was a mistake or that she was very happy to have helped an idiot student like me succeed in something, so she gave me a reward. But the second kiss, slow and lingering, was intentional.
Teacher Renu kissed me willingly.
"That's enough."
Teacher Renu quickly pushing me away. It wasn't forced, but it was decisive. I pulled away and took a deep breath, my heart almost jumping out of my chest. I could only sit there, not knowing what to do next.
"It's too late now. Jom, you finished the test on time and got everything right. Today went well."
"Yes, it went well.
Looking back, I bit my lip and kicked my legs in the air in frustration. What an idiot! At that moment, I should have said something more profound.
'It went well?'
'What does that mean?'
It was all right. There was always tomorrow. I would go see the beautiful teacher and talk about it seriously, although deep down I was scared. I was afraid it wouldn't end well if she remembered what had happened and felt bad. Everything takes time.
Speed is of the essence in this situation. Tomorrow morning, I will go see the teacher!
"I saw teacher Renu leaving the building early this morning."
I went to find the teacher, but got no response, so I went back downstairs, dejected. My mother, who didn't need to read minds, was able to guess why I was there so early. It was only seven in the morning. How did the teacher wake up earlier than me?
How did she manage to sleep? Because I hadn't slept at all.
"What was she wearing?"
"Do you think I'm Sherlock Holmes? I didn't notice. Maybe she went to the market."
"Is she really going to the market?"
"I don't know. I'm not free enough to notice."
"Did you know that the husband in room 322 sneaks out to see his mistress at the end of the alley?"
"I knew that. Oh..."
Mom pause and look at me knowingly.
"Don't look at me like that."
"I thought you said you weren't free."
I pretend to talk to my mother, but my mind was still preoccupied with the beautiful teacher leaving the apartment so early.
It's okay. She'll be back.
Why wouldn't she, right?
But it seemed that besides reading minds, I could also guess situations.
Because it was already night, and I, who was waiting for the lovely teacher to return, was getting anxious and couldn't do anything. The teacher had been gone since morning and hadn't come back yet!
"Mom, can you give me Teacher Renu's number?"
"What? You're always with her, but you don't have her number?"
"No, I didn't dare ask her number. Besides, we see each other every day. There's no need to have her number."
That's the real reason. I never dared ask for the cute teacher's phone number. And I regretted that once, when Teacher Renu called me, I forgot to save her number because I thought we would see each other anyway. We go to school together, come home together, and review math at night.
