The Conqueror the Delinquent

01

The favorite private school that morning has begun to be crowded by residents who want to study. Although favorite schools do not mean all students are children of the rich.

There are also students who only rely on the ability to think for school there with free alias scholarships.

The bright and calm morning suddenly turned into a rowdy when entering the group of final grade children who are called the most powerful in school. Although in power does not mean they are the children of the foundation owners, but one of those who are the children of the richest people in the city.

Not only is it rich in material, body shape and face like a world model makes it much liked by the girls in the school. Not to mention his intelligence that deserves a thumbs up.

Yes, even though the young man was a badboy. Although a badboy does not make the young man have many lovers, he is very indifferent and does not care about the girls who always shout his name and adore him.

The group is often called a gang because they like to look for problems outside the school. If in school they always obey the rules, only the badboy who likes to skip class hours if he is lazy to learn or not mod.

He is Ilham Hanum Prakasa.

Got the nickname badboy but didn't feel himself badboy. Got the nickname of the head of the gang berandal also did not feel, Ilham felt himself ordinary and just ignored all the people who thought it was like that.

Now the school is crowded with boisterous voices of girls who show their admiration for the figure of Ilham the most wanted them. Not infrequently also the girls prepare something as a gift for Inspiration.

Even up in the locker of the young man was full of many gifts given by the girls who entered by themselves without the knowledge of Inspiration. Their only hope is one, Ilham wants to accept their gifts which must have been given their respective names.

The group of ten handsome young men passed by and received many compliments and gifts. Friends of Inspiration always receive gifts given to them, even they are also the ones who always take a gift for Inspiration because the one who is given a gift does not care even give it to his friends who just casually accept it.

Who wouldn't be happy to get a lot of free food. Other items that are considered luxurious that are a gift for Inspiration. Ilham's friends always collect luxury items and sell them because they do not want to wear them.

Arrive at the class and friends sit at the back. The three tables from the back were where they sat and took part up to the third row of doors. While the other two rear parts are empty and some are inhabited.

Ilham and his friends were in the superior class. Of course, all the friends in his class are smart people because not just anyone can id the superior class.

"Don't skip Ham, always truant if the first hour of Weni's lessons" said Diki who sat next to Ilham astonished.

Usually the laziest inspiration if the incoming bu Weni their math teacher who is very chatty and fierce.

"You sleep" said Ilham indifferently and then push his butt until the end of the chair.

A book becomes the cover of the handsome face that looks up. His hands were folded in his chest and he began his sleep session that morning. Though the clock still shows seven o'clock past fifteen minutes which means fifteen more hours of entry for the first lesson will begin.

Diki and other friends of Inspiration can only shake their heads to see the behavior of Inspiration. Though Inspiration never studied seriously but the value is always good and all the tasks given can always be completed well. I don't know what the boy ate until his brain was so thin, thought his friends.

The lesson hours finally began with Ms. Weni who taught in the first hour. His stocky body and ruthless face make him get the nickname killer teacher. It is not easy to deal with this one when discussing the subject of the lesson.

"Good morning to the children" said Ms. Weni after entering the classroom and putting the books and bags she was carrying on the table.

"Mom's morning." said all the students in the class.

Ms. Weni's gaze pointed at the entire corner of the class and found the scenery familiar to her. If it is not empty, the occupant of the chair is sleeping.

"Truly think me too trivial" muttered the woman who was no longer young.

Bu Weni walked with rollers in her hands towards the table where the sleeping person was. In his heart was already cheering happily because this time could definitely hit his student who could most make him this high blood with all his behavior.

But again the failure that is always in the woman because the person who is the target is always awake before he reaches the destination.

Ilham took the book on his face then sat up straight staring at the ferocious-looking Weni ma'am looking at him full of hostility.

"Good favors whichever one you deny Inspiration!" sindir bu Weni's.

"Nobody" said Ilham relaxed with his face when he rubbed his handsome face and restored his hair.

AAAKKHHH

The screams of the women in the class of Ilham were indeed more echoing to make Ms. Weni cover both ears.

What else is the cause of the scream if it is not for the behavior of Inspiration that restores his hair. In that case, it is only a normal movement in men if they feel the forehead near the wet hair.

But it even makes Ilham look handsome, that's what makes the women in his class scream. It's lucky to be in a class with a handsome guy they think.

"Shut up!" bu Weni snapped annoyed because her ears felt buzzing.

"It's still morning and you've been screaming at your will, moving into the woods there if you want to scream" he continued staring at the girls in the class.

"Make sure you stay awake during Ilham's mother's lesson hours, or you won't give value to you" Weni said.

Ilham just nodded as a response, already bosa listen to the threat from Weni ma'am that's it if he entered in every hour of lessons brought by the stocky woman.

Until Ilham poultice with vocabulary that will be spoken by Ms. Weni if she sees it in class.