Love The Young Master Arogan And Girl Hijab

First Meeting

New York City, United States

A top high school in New York, Horace International School (HIS). A veiled girl was walking down the corridor in a hurry.

Brakes

He bumps into a schoolgirl who is carrying a glass of coffee latte making the uniform that he and the girl are wearing wet.

"Where are your eyes, huh!!!." Shouted the student and pulled the hijab that girl was wearing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Her great-granddaughter while holding her hijab so as not to escape.

"Sorry you can't get my clothes back clean, you trash!!."

Plakkk

"Oh, it hurts a lot." Said the other man behind the girl.

"Michel is over." Said the man without stopping the actions of the schoolgirl who continued to give slaps to the girl in front of him.

"You're telling me Jhon?, where your eyes see my uniform is dirty, because of this shit." A student named Michel.

"If you continue your actions, the teachers will arrive there will be other problems later. You better change your clothes first or your smooth skin will be covered in ants." Jhon.

"Bas on the trash." Michel then left the girl who was still sitting on the floor.

The girl stood up while holding her throbbing cheeks. Then going towards the toilet he had to improve his appearance. If the teachers see there will be a big problem he will return to dealing with the girl named Michel the Queen bullying the school. Therefore he never complained or fought against him because it was the same as looking for more. Michel had a lot of people behind him ready to put up if the woman was hurt.

Aldara Afnan Zakiya the name of the girl who was standing in front of the mirror while looking at the corner of her lips that were bleeding.

The girl smiled "Tomorrow must be cured." He said and then stepped out.

******

"Young master."

Tok tok tok tok

"Sir, you have to go to school."

"You're bothering me Adam!!." Shouts the man from the room.

"My master wait another five minutes if you don't come out then I'll barge in." Her speech.

"I do not care."

"How's the kid?." Said the middle-aged man who still looked dashing and handsome.

"Young master hasn't opened his door yet sir." Her speech.

"Bas on a stupid young man." Um the middle-aged man.

"Ellard Graham Walton!!, count three you don't come out I'll burn the car you just ordered!." His shouting.

Not yet had the middle-aged man count the door was wide open.

"You're crazy Darren that car I haven't even touched yet." Ellard said with the face of his pillow.

"I do not care." Darren said as he walked away and shook his hand.

"Based on an old man!." Take Ellard and go back to his room.

"Go in thirty minutes, if I get a call from your school I'll kick you out of my mansion." Darren Shouts.

"Damn!!." Bump Ellard in the room.

Adam who was still standing in front of the room door only shook his head when he saw the father and son fighting with their mouths.

****

Ting

The elevator door opened Ellard stepped out while carrying the bag on her left back. Then put his ass on the dining table chair.

The waiter prepared a sandwich for his young master and a glass of juice.

"Son's smart son." Said Darren who had just arrived and sat his butt in the chair.

"Don't call me that, I look like a kid." Ellard said in between his meals.

"You're a kid, aren't you?if it's with me."

"Heh, I'm not the one you're too old for." Ellard stood up and walked out.

"Fucking kid." Darren Umpat.

.****

"Young master I've prepared the car." Adam Say.

"I want to take my bike." Prattling

"The big master won't let you take the bike for one week, sir."

"This is Adam. Otherwise I'll be late and I'll get a lecture from the rain fairy."

"No sir, this is the direct order of Lord Darren if you resist your punishment will be longer sir."

"Argh fucking Darren he asked me not to be late but what is this." Ellard walked up to the car and ruffled her hair.

Tin tin tin

Ellard reached the gate of her school Holding School (HS) The school gate was closed.

"Open the gate or I hit." Ellard shouted from inside the car with the glass opened while affirming his car made a lot of smoke surround the car.

Osis who was standing guard in front immediately opened the gate. He's not gonna be looking for anything to do with the Walton family's only son.

The large Walton family company led by Darren Levon Walton is engaged in gold and coal mining as well as hotels and shopping centers.

"Old." Ellard said briefly but made the hot sausage cold.

Brakes

Ellard kicked in the classroom without seeing who was teaching. He walked towards his seat.

Ellard threw her bag and sat with her head on the table.

Frankie, my friend Ellard patted Ellard's elbow.

"What a fuck." He said to Frank.

"You're making trouble." Frank said with a tense face.

"What!!." He said and looked ahead.

"It's good that Ellard Graham Walton is too late to be disrespectful." Said the teacher while shaking his waist.

Ellard spontaneously covered her face with her bag because there was a stub falling from the teacher's mouth. While Frank has evacuated himself to his side by expelling the original voters.

"How did you get in?, that Osis didn't give you punishment huh!!." More and more water came out of his mouth. If this isn't stopped, there'll be a puddle on his desk. He stood across the table.

Brakkk

The teacher in front of him to his surprise he also could not cover up if in fact he was also afraid of dealing with the sons of the Walton family. But himself a BK teacher here his image can be destroyed if he is afraid of his own student.

"You-you," he said.

"Your saliva is spouting everywhere, you're not married until now."

Everyone in the class laughed.

Ellard went out of the classroom, leaving her teacher holding back her emotions.

"SILENCE!!!." Snapped the teacher then stepped out with a crimson face holding back emotions as well as embarrassment.

****

Ellard was behind the school, lying under a tree.

"Woi bro." Call Frank.

"Crazy!!, the rain fairy is furious."

"What do I care" he replied as he reached into his pocket and took his cigarette.

Then burn it and suck every nicotine in it.

"Part of why it's too late to know the teacher of the rain fairy." Said Frank picking up Ellard's cigarette.

"My motorbike was seized Darren ." He said while exhaling his cigarette smoke.

"You're making trouble again."

Ellard just flicked his shoulders indifferently.

*****

"Woi kampung do my job all and don't get me wrong." Michel said while throwing a notebook at Aldara.

"I-iya later yeah Michel I'm still doing Felisa's job." Answer Dara.

"Well Feli you're fast moving too." Michel.

"Haha sure." Answer Feli.

"Gue doesn't care about my job all-ra-ng." Michael was full of pressure.

"But..."

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"Lo want to fight me?." Michel.

Jhon immediately pulled Dara's hijab until her head looked up at Jhon.

"Gue doesn't like you fighting my Michel. Understood?." Jhon asked under pressure.

"Don't be a sissy against a woman Jhon." Said Devan from his seat.

"Haha okay." The answer.

"Why even defend this trash Devan dear." Said Feli palpating the chest of Devan's field.

Brucks

Devan pushes Lisa's body until the owner falls on the floor.

"Ck. You said it was a sissy girl, you alone?." Jhon.

"Not applicable to women *****!." He said the circus and left the class.

Felisa looked around no one laughed at her because she was friends with the Queen bullying no one wanted to deal with her. Until his bead eyes saw Dara who was looking at him. Then Dara quickly severed her eye contact. But he managed to provoke Feli's emotions. Feli felt Dara's gaze as if mocking him.

Feli ran towards Dara and straight away,

Plakk

He slapped Dara's cheek, not satisfied he immediately gripped Dara's arm tightly until it made him grimace in pain.

"Happy Lo hah!!, Lo would take Devan from me?." Shouted Feli in front of Dara's face.

Dara shook her head slowly, "I-I didn't mean to take Devan, Feli." Said slowly.

Plakk

"Don't say Devan's name with Lo's mouth that trash." Feli said then went out of class.

Michel lowered his cynical smile, looked down at Dara and went outside.

Other students did not help or ask her condition at all because it would make them dragged into the Queen bullying problem.

Although this is an elite school and the rules are strict but they choose to be safe and not look for problems until graduation. Maybe if anyone pits Michel CS will be punished but after that they will reply in a subtle way who bullies him will not feel at home for long in HIS.

Astagfirullah patient Dara. Dara said in her heart.

Cringe Cringe

His school bell reads signifying that all the subjects of today have ended, they are all scattering out of their classes.

While Dara he went to the library to ride the Dzuhur prayer because the distance of the cost and the school is quite far.

*****

"Lo brash, dare Lo same me huh." Ellard.

Bugh

Bugh

"Brother be patient." Frank said holding Ellard's shoulder to avoid hitting the battered man again.

"Surge Lo." The pressure is full of emotion.

"YOU MEAN WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR BECAUSE I'M THE SAME HAH!!!."

"Sorry El g-gue didn't mean it."

"No means what?!!,"

Bugh

Bugh

Frank can't stop Ellard at a time like this or he'll be affected himself.

He could breathe a sigh of relief as the teachers came to separate them. More precisely separating the emotion-ridden Ellard.

***

Frank and Ellard were in BK's room they were sitting inside waiting for Ellard's guardian.

"Young master." Call someone from the door.

"You're old Ken." Ellard said and walked out.

Ellard picked up Frank's bike whose keys still hang there. Then put on his helmet and turned on his bike and went out of the school gate.

"Hey Ell!!. fucking arghh!!." Frank shouted when he heard the roar of his motorbike and saw Ellard carrying his motorbike.

"Where is the young master, sir?." Ask Ken when he gets to the parking lot.

"He went to get my uncle's bike. If my bike gets scuffed uncle Darren has to replace it, right?." Frank.

Ken quickly ran to his car and started the engine and the gas left Frank still standing there.

Ellard drove his bike at high speed he ignored the swearing of other riders.

He remembered the words of that damn man.

"So Ellard doesn't have a mother?"

"His mother was no longer there at birth"

"*It's just right that he's a delinquent, he doesn't get a mother's upbringing"

"Sutt don't say it like that, if Ellard finds out you can run out later*"

Given that his emotions can not be dammed anymore he added to the pace of his vehicle. When in the fork of the road he saw the car from the left and unfortunately the speed of the motor was above average.

Ckittt

The sound of brakes and motorcycle tires rubbing on the asphalt.

Brakkkk

*****

Dara came home from school on foot because he had to save money to survive in this metropolitan country. Even though he got a scholarship to school but everyday life still uses its own costs. She works part-time at a restaurant and is a waiter there.

As he walked a motor sport drove very fast. Dara stroked her chest when she saw the rider racing on the road.

He saw at the intersection of the road the motor was still speeding fast and from the left there was a car that drove just as fast.

Ckittt

Dara closed her eyes and closed her ears with both hands.

Brakkk

Astagfirullah accident. Dara said in her heart she still did not open her eyes.

Dara slowly opened her eyes, seeing the motor sport was dropped on the paved road and the car that the motorbike was avoiding had stopped immediately plugging the gas away from there.

"Eh hit-and-run. Help!!." Shouted Dara while running towards the man lying on the asphalt.

"Is this God still alive?." Dara.

"Awwwi?" Ringis the man.

When he saw the movement of the man Dara immediately sumringah.

"Alhamdulillah is alive."

"Warm!! dogs!! crazyy! fucking car!!." To Ellard.

"Astagfirullah al - adzim. Patience sir after the accident even talk bad." Dara.

Ellard tried to see the voice of the girl who spoke to him because his position was still wearing a helmet Ellard's movement was limited. He felt the pain in his hand made him unable to get up let alone one of his legs hit by the motor.

"Who are you?!." Ellard asked still in a position lying on the asphalt with a motor that overstretched his body.

"Aldara. I'll get help first."

"Then you want me to die here!!."

"Yes not sir."

"It's cepet auxiliary."

"How help? his master's bike is bigger than my body, I'm strong." Dara was confused.

"Help open the helmet." Said the man.

"Y-yes sir don't move."

"Jaudah, quick fool! it's slow."

"Udah wants to be helped even angry where to talk rude again." Grouse Dara but still help the man.

Behind his full face helmet Ellard smiled a little girl's voice is funny according to him and only such swearing makes the girl angry. Though it was the daily vocabulary of New Yorkers not all but all Ellard met according to him like that.

"It's so hard." Dara.

Finally the helmet clicked, Dara lifted the helmet slowly from Ellard's head.

Before the helmet was fully removed from Ellard's head a shiny black car stopped right next to the sport bike. Then came out a middle-aged man with an anxious look on his face.

"Young master." Said the man and ran towards him.

Dara's reflex stopped her activity, she immediately stood up and bowed her body greeting the old man.

"This man was Mr.'s accident." Her speech.

"It's okay, miss, thank you for helping her I know her and I'll take her."

"Fine then my lord excuse me." Pamit Dara's.

"Yes, I thank you again."

Dara bowed her body clumsy, miss? only this first time was he called by that call. A strange sound in his ears and and tickling in his heart made Dara laugh and then leave from there.

"Young master, are you okay? ." Asked the man anxiously while slowly lifting the motor sport..

Ellard wanted to shout to stop the girl but slowly her consciousness disappeared. His sight became dark he fainted.

Seriate...