Love The Young Master Arogan And Girl Hijab

Quarrelling

Currently Dara and Ellard are in the canteen, Ellard is compressing Dara's bruised cheeks.

"illness?." Ellard asked me umpteenth time.

"No. I'm going to class." Yeah." Said Dara clenching her hands together.

"I said later means later." Ellard.

"But-."

"You want me to beat up the woman who made you like this?." Ellard stopped his activity. Staring sharply at Dara, she dislikes the most objectionable.

"No." Tweet slowly.

"Chica inteligente."

(Smart girl).

Dara understands the meaning of Spanish, she has lived two more years in this country. Some people in New York use it to interact.

"You why?." Ellard asked when she saw Dara just looking down.

"Who are you?." Ask Dara slowly. He was confused as to what exactly this man meant to approach him. He thought this morning this guy was just playing with him. But when he saw the man's concern in front of him made Dara confused and curious.

"From now on I'm your girlfriend. And you're mine." Ellard.

"Can't!!." Dara said firmly with conviction.

"Why?!, Huh?!, you don't want to be my girlfriend?. I want you and you have to be mine." Press Ellard while gripping Dara's hand tightly.

"I-I can't." Said Dara stammering while grimacing.

"Why?, do you have another man?."

Dara shook her head "T-no. My religion forbids me to have a boyfriend that would be sinful." Answer Dara.

"Religion?, Sin?." Ellard asked, releasing his hand.

"Yes, I, as a Muslim, am forbidden from dating, for it is an adultery, a great sin."

Ellard scrunched his forehead he was completely offended by the words of this girl. He did not understand at all what he was saying. Zina?, Sin?, Haram?.The words ring in his ears.

"Whatever it is zina or something. So how can you be mine?." Ellard asked seriously.

"Huh?." This man really why not understand what he said!!. Thought Dara.

"Yes!, how do I have you?. Can't it be if you're aloof to old?.

Dara laughs the man in front of her is very grumpy but also innocent. Ellard gasped to see the laughter of the girl in front of him was really sweet he thought.

"If you really want to have a woman, marry her." Answer Dara.

"Then let's get married." Ellard.

Dara choked on her own saliva as to how and in what way she explained to this man, she knew that Ellard did not understand at all what she was explaining earlier.

"Do you know what marriage means?." Ask Dara.

"certain. To have someone we love."

"Marriage is not just about love. But commitment, trust, responsibility and much more." Answer Dara.

"If you don't understand what marriage means, don't ask someone to be your partner." Dara.

"All right, I'm gonna figure out what marriage means." Ellard.

Dara shook her head that's not what she meant. But he chose silence this man would not understand what he was explaining. So as much as possible he should answer with a short and precise answer.

The two of them were both silent, actually from earlier the one who continued to babble was Ellard but now this man was silent as if he was thinking about something. Dara wants to go to her class but she doesn't dare tell Ellard because she remembers the men's threats.

Dara drank the juice that was on her desk when she looked into the man's hand. Ah he forgot that this guy in front of him hit the wall really hard.

"Your hand." Said Dara while pointing towards Ellard's finger.

Ellard woke up from her daydream and saw her hand.

"Leave it." Said indifferently.

"Can't, it could be an infection."

"Then you treat." Ellard said as he thrust his hand.

"But-but. We're not mahram, I can't touch you." Dara.

"Ahh what's that, mahram? I'm still thinking about your words why add more!!." Ellard was frustrated.

Dara laughed "The point is that a Muslim woman should never come into contact with a man other than her family."

"Then you can touch me when I'm your husband. Husbands are family, right?." Ask Ellard.

"Yes and the husband who is most entitled to his wife." Answer Dara.

"Ah that means you can't be close to another man." Tanya Ellard got a nod from Dara.

Like winning the lottery Ellard's heart blossomed upon hearing it. So after this he doesn't have to worry if anyone touches his girl. Because it will be rejected by the girl.

"Obati was your wound." Dara took the red medicine and the bandage handed it to Ellard.

"Actually who are you?. And why know me." Ask Dara while looking at the way Ellard wrapped around his wound and also slightly allowed it.

"Ellard." Ellard replied briefly but made the girl's movements stop as she wrapped around Ellard's hand.

"So you're Ellard?." Ask Dara.

"Yes. You know me?."

"I know you. Then I'm gonna ring the bell home from school in a minute." Said Dara standing up.

"You why?." Tanya Ellard held onto Dara's wrist.

"Sorry." Ellard said as Dara's hand slipped from her check. More precisely that girl who let go of forcefully.

"I can't get close to you or I'll get in trouble again." Dara.

"You mean?." Ask Ellard.

"Yes Michel forbade me from being close to you because you belong to her. If I had known from the beginning you were Ellard I wouldn't have followed you here. Sorry." Said Dara while bowing her body for a moment.

Ellard clenched his hands together, how dare the woman call him curled. Until death Ellard will not be willing with women**** that.

"LISTEN." Shouted Ellard.

Dara was shocked to hear Ellard's scream, he immediately looked down in fear.

"I have nothing to do with him!!." Press Ellard with a firm voice.

Dara immediately nodded quickly, she was afraid that this man could change his mood.

"I have no relationship with another woman. Just you, and I'm asking you never to stay away from me." Ellard lowered her voice when she saw that the girl was afraid of her.

Dara looked up at Ellard then lowered her head again and nodded her head.

"Can I come back." Her great-grandson softly while playing her finger.

Actually Ellard wanted to refuse because returning to class now was pointless or maybe her girl would get punished. But seeing the girl restless and frightened he allowed her to return to class.

****

Dara knocked on her classroom door as the teacher was about to end her studies. The teacher looked at Dara with her sharp eyes.

"Where have you been?. Stupido?. I thought you were an obedient and disciplined student, but you were worse than the next-class kid. You know the students in this class no one ever truant, but you scholarship students instead of studying properly even make bad examples!!." The teacher was at length.

"Sorry Mr." Said Dara slowly.

"Sorry, do you think mistakes can be solved with forgiveness?!. What if someone imitates your behavior. I will not tolerate students who do not obey the rules. You I legal run five times round the ball court after that clean all the toilets of the women in this school." Said the teacher.

The woman who saw it from her desk smiled satisfied she did not know where the trash girl had gone. But when he heard the punishment that the teacher had given him it was quite comforting to his heart.

"All right." Dara's words were cut off when she heard the sound of the door opening loudly.

Brakkkk

"WHAT THE FUCK!!." Shake the teacher at Ellard who just entered with his red face how dare this old man tell his girl to clean the toilet, he thinks there are only one or two toilets here!!, and what else does he hear brandal girl?. Remembering that made his emotions get to the crown.

All the disciples were instantly silent, daring that the teacher yelled at a billionaire's son, the teacher who just yelled at the man this morning was nowhere to be seen.

"You're the shit!!." Ellard said firmly.

"Dare you snatch teacher!!." Shouted the teacher.

"Cih who snapped who yelled who!." Said Ellard while spitting to the side.

"Ellard is not polite." Said Dara quietly while whispering.

"Be quiet, Dara, you sit down." Ellard.

Dara shook her head she should be here any time Ellard gets out of control. At least he has to do it later because after all this is his fault.

"Who are you, huh?!, and what are you here for!!."

"I'm here because you're punishing my girl." Ellard.

"Your girl heh?!, that's why you've done such a brazen act! he deserves his punishment for daring to skip my school hours, scholarship students seem to have to be diligent and self-aware because he can be accepted into this school thanks to his grades. If he's just making troublemakers and smearing the school's good name better get out." The teacher said cynically.

Brakkk

Ellard kicked the table next to him wanting to give this old man a bogeman. But considering that behind him was his girl and he knew the girl didn't like it he held her back.

"You-." The teacher's words were cut down by Ellard

"Yes because of my girl. And you said yourself that my girl went to school here because of a scholarship. Two years seems like enough for you to see his behavior just because he didn't come in once doesn't mean you can accuse him of being a brandal student and tarnish the good name of the school."

"You didn't even ask me why my girl was late for class you just gave her the punishment. Do you think that's fair to him!?." Ellard.

"Murid doesn't seem worthy of his opinion. He can-free."

Bugh

Ellard gave a raw bogem to the teacher, causing the old man to fall to his knees. He could not hold back his emotions anymore.

All the students who saw the hysterical firsthand they did not expect that Ellard would play hands with the teacher. They thought with the power he had would immediately solve the problem but it turned out Ellard also intervened directly.

Dara closed her mouth she was surprised by Ellard's actions even her legs like she could not move.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T DESERVE HUH!!."

"If you don't know why don't you just give someone a punishment!!." Ellard said, then walked up to Dara's bag and took her.

"Let's go home." Take it to Dara.

"You!!, I'll stir up your actions against the principal and your parents." The teacher tried to get up.

"I'm waiting for the invitation." He said casually then pulled Dara's wrist covered in cloth.

The woman and man who saw the incident instantly both flapped their hands. Didn't they hear my girl wrong?, that meant Aldara was already in Ellard's grasp.

*****

Ellard was still pulling Dara's wrist, Dara who consciously immediately threw her hand rough and, uh,

Plakk

Dara slapped Ellard's cheek with one of her hands that she covered with the cloth of her wrist.

Ellard holding his cheek was actually not as sick as it was only he was surprised by the actions of Dara who dared to slap him.

"You know your behavior has crossed the line!!." Shouted Dara. Ellard was fixated that her girl could get angry like this.

"I'm just defending you." Ellard.

"You know what you said stood up for me was gonna get me in trouble. I'm just a scholarship student and with your behavior, I will definitely be expelled. Two years of accounts survive in this school but if it ends up like this. It's all in vain, time , everyone's effort." Dara lirih.

"I met you a day I thought we could be friends but that day you broke me. If this is your main goal you succeed, soon I will be given a scholarship termination letter. I'm actually confused as to why the rich oppress ordinary people like me. I'm not bothering you guys I just want to study quietly here." Dara said softly as she wiped her tears and then grabbed her bag in Ellard's hand and walked away.

Just as he was leaving the school bell rang the students scattering out of class.

Ellard was still silently staring to digest all of Dara's words.

"Murghh."

Bugh

His shout while hitting the pillar beside him, he paid no heed to his fingers which started to bleed seeping on his bandages.

Seriate.....

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Guys violent scenes don't be imitated huh!!.I can't beat the old man.

And do not approach adultery, for indeed, adultery is a wicked deed. And a bad path." (QS. Al-iszra: 32).

"Dating but not weird!"

\=> Hehe, but we do not know how to think of others. The human has an anima *****.

Chatan

Discoverness

Handrail

Hugs

Kisses

Last (you know my mind.) wkwkwkw

Astagfirullah!!!!

We are women, we are like expensive diamonds that can only be shown their beauty to the right people.

We women have to choose the right priest. Like crossing the ocean we must get a wise captain who will take us on the right track

****shiratal mustaqim or straight path****.

For those of you who have never felt the courtship part keep your guys not not not selling but your soul mate again stuck..

And who have been dating but have broken up do not be sad, that means God still loves you. God wants you to be closer to him.

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