Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)

Chapter 22 ~ Departure School

Faylan's condition began to improve after soaking with warm water, he was also able to walk even though he still felt a little pain due to friction that occurred when stepping.

At the moment Faylan was sitting in the front seat of her dressing table. The aura of her beauty is increasingly radiated after passing a long night with her husband. Without makeup, Faylan looked so naturally beautiful with her hair draped because it was still half wet.

Geck, tok, tok!

The door of the room was knocked on by someone.

"Definitely Aunt Fani," Inner Faylan immediately rose from her seat, then walked cautiously. His guess is not wrong. When the door opened, Aunt Fani appeared with a tray containing an omelette, herbal drinks and a special ointment.

"It's sarapa ... Loh, why are you wearing your school uniform?" aunt Fani asked in amazement.

"Today's a test, Bik. Faylan must be present," replied Faylan to take the tray.

"Young master can be angry if he knows this," replied Aunt Fani to keep her tray away from Faylan. He brought it himself, and then he put it on the table next to the bed.

"Don't tell him, Bik."

"But what if something happens to the lady?"

"No way, Faylan can take care of himself" Faylan assured.

"Look at the way the lady walks" continued Aunt Fani still did not give her permission.

"Later too late, Bik," to Faylan.

"Then do not forget to eat breakfast miss, also use this ointment to relieve the pain," said aunt Fani in the end gave up.

"Thank you very much, Bik" said Faylan sincerely.

"Together, Miss. Then excuse me."

After the departure of Aunt Fani, Faylan enjoyed her breakfast quickly. After that he used the ointment that Aunt Fani gave him. Faylan was happy because the ointment worked so well. The cold and soothing sensation made him no longer feel sore.

While pedaling his bike, Faylan paused for a moment because he felt someone was following him. After making sure there was no one, Faylan went back on the road until he arrived at school.

As usual, the disciples were made even more astonished as the more days Faylan looked more and more beautiful and dazzling.

Arriving at the class, Faylan sat in his chair quietly. Faylan found it strange that the disciples who bullied him often just watched from a distance without doing anything to him. Although astonished, but Faylan did not want to take a headache. He just focused on learning as he always does.

It didn't feel like the bell home from school was ringing. Faylan was happy because there was not a single student who bothered him, both when he came, when studying to go home. Because there are exams and practice subjects, Faylan came home at dusk already decorate the sky.

"Aragh!"

Vaguely heard the sound of someone shouting, Faylan pressed the brakes and turned to the source of the voice. But he saw no one behind him. Faylan continued his journey through the quiet streets before it became darker. However, the call from Allison made him stop reflex and raised the call.

"Where!?" allison's bass makes Faylan goosebumps.

"12 times to break the rules, I won't let you go" he said.

"12 times breaking?" Faylan doesn't understand.

"Yes. Tell me, where are you?"

"Right now, I'm already on the road ma ... Aarrgh!"

Tutt's!

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