My Postive Guy

Mission

On the way to the house, Fay who focused on the road when the red light stopped and was next to the driver of a car that was none other than Cloe.

"Ck ... This guy." Inner Fay while staring again at the street when he already knew who the owner of the car.

"Hey Fay's... Lo's home?"

"....."

"Lo is always a budeg." Cloe shuts the windshield and the green light goes on, Fay overtakes Cloe at above average speed. But after traveling a distance close to his house he was given a task by Robert the Daddy.

Finally, Fay looked for a minimarket to change clothes, he could not possibly wear his uniform while on duty. When he finished, Fay searched the address he had given him. The address of the drug dealer who many of his men are now heading to the port to send his goods abroad illegally.

"Ck .. when can I be your normal rich kid." His speech as he saw his many children gathered while chatting with each other.

"Gue has to take care of this task."

Fay re-started his motorbike which will now fly to the port.

This time Fay will be a spy who disguises himself as a freight forwarder while checking occasionally the items they carry.

Deftly and quickly he found the item that was the target of the target. Fay who wears camera glasses also immediately photographed people in the harbor to be arrested and sent directly to his father.

But what power, just before taking the goods to die port, Fay was caught red-handed.

"Woyj ... Don't run lo!"

"Ck ... Shit."

Fay ran around occasionally looking back, and it turned out that their friend who was assigned to guard the front of the security had found Fay's figure and was ready to beat him up.

"Okeeyyy quiet Fay.lo tomorrow must be school, so you must fight or die." Inner Fay with quick eye movements counted the enemies he would face himself at this moment.

"Fuck you, turn my stuff around!"

"...."

Fay stared at the four people with a cold look as if he wanted to kill. The three of them immediately advanced with empty hands. Fay who is an expert in martial arts is so good just to avoid and teach them a lesson. The bag in his hand should be safe. This will be evidence of their crime.

Bughhhh .. bugghhhh  ...

Krakkk, ssrrettttt ... Bughhhh ....

"Aarrgghhh ...." The groan sounded heartbreaking as it turned out that the bone on his leg was broken due to Fay's attack.

Bughhhh .. bugghhh ....

Bughhhh ...

Braaakkkkk

"Tengil boy ... Die you!"

While pointing his gun at Fay, because his friends are now on falling sprawled on the streets with battered conditions.

Fay was silent for a moment then he ran, but what was the power as he passed the man earlier, his other friend had pulled the trigger to finish Fay off and the bullet shot right in Fay's left shoulder leaving him severely injured.

Fay ran towards his hidden parked motorcycle. Now he was back holding his bag and then went straight to the office to provide evidence.

At the police station, it was seen the policemen who began to busy carrying out their duties. That's because Fay has been providing data on people in the port.

"Mission complete!" His words while singling his scary grin.

"Faysa, nice name, but I think there's something strange about the boy, ranging from his voice, his way of walking to even his body shape."

"But if you think about it again, yes, there are girls who playfully go to school wearing pants?"

"Ah ... Why should I think of him anyway??"

Cloe is now sitting on the balcony of his room which is directly fixed on the yard of his house, he is rich but lonely.

That's what makes Cloe such a bad person. But another with her heart, Cloe has a sincere heart.

The ringing of the cell phone resuscitated Cloe from the thought that brought her on the figure of Faysa who was even on her face that was not seen in the slightest.

"Hallo?" he said in a friendly tone as usual.

"Hay brother."

"Who is this?" cloe replied a little annoyed that it turned out that her number was leaking on an obscure woman.

"Emmm .. emm .. I'm Elza, who this morning I asked the principal's room."

"Oh .. That's, what's up?"

"I want to know my sister ... Can you?"

"What does that mean?" Cloe rolled her eyeballs lazily, she was sure it would happen like this. Hufft ... Sucks.

"Yes the PDKT ... Can't you?"

"Sorry I can't!"

Cloe hung up the phone unilaterally. You aggressive girl. Cloe saw a fancy car parked in her yard.

The car was the mother's car. The woman he loves. Ahh .. but she is always busy with her work to always forget what should be her responsibility as a mother.

But that's not a problem as long as Cloe can still see his mother's shade.

"Hay, Mom." Hugged her mother by Cloe tightly as if looking for warmth.

"Hi Son, what's your new school?"

"Lumayan, Mom." Smiling at the mother.

This is what I always hoped for, hug my mommy who I love the most. Although tired or sore ambush his body, mommy always does not forget to smile.

The next day at school.

Cloe always comes with his bad boy style, but it fascinates all women. Ah, almost forgot, with Elza the fanatical fan who is now waiting for Cloe in the corridor in front of her class .

It turns out that one more week will be held performing arts and sports week between classes. Cloe who heard that was only ordinary because he was sure he would win the basketball that he was so uploaded.

The class is very boisterous with the voices of children who talk about the stage of art and sports week raga next week.

Morgan approached her, "Cloe ... Where are you going?"

"Basketball dong."

"Sip."

Morgan is quiet, but still has charisma that makes women klepek-clepek, and he also follows the same basketball race. Now Morgan was standing in front of the class with a paper in his hand.

"key ... Here there are already data on many students who participate in art competitions and other sports, which have not only martial arts and basketball less than one person."

"that's it, who wants it?" sahut one of the students.

"Fay ... You can what?" ask the mute Fay.

"...."

"God ... Not horrified, lo?" I don't know why, I always ride apitam if I talk to him.

Damn aaarrrrggghhh, he made my mood ugly this morning.

"...."

He saw that Rio was whispering with Faysa.

"Basketball said" Rio said.

"Okey if that, the martial lo ya

Rio, you're a taekwondo boy."

"Yes, that's it." Rio replied with resignation.

"I'm having a team with that kid now, I want to open up hoodie. I wonder how the hell his face until closed continue to wear hoodie." Inner Cloe

\- FAY POV

"Damn ... Why must now? Why when I get hurt?"

"Ahh shit ... But how else, than I was in the enemy of one class or join the martial fight. Even though I want to be martial, just because the martial must dress like a fighter he chose to retreat. I don't want to until I can be guarded tight with daddy's bodyguards."

Fay opened his voice.

"Gue put on a hoodie." Faysa's voice made everyone speechless. Morgan and Cloe looked at each other as if giving an unknown signal, only they understood.

"Gue will tell the principal, I'll tell you later." Morgan answered that finally made all his classmates breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hm ..."

Cloe is seen muttering because she is now issuing her swearing to Faysa.