VENGEANCE OF ILLEGITIMATE CHILDREN

Annoy

Brug…

Lucifer threw his bag at the table. Sit down and open his phone, not caring about the gaze as strong as the students in the classroom.

"Hey, isn't this the guy that had a problem with Ethan Maherson, right?"

"Yes, he's the guy. I don't know why this kid can deal with Maherson's son. And even with how dare he fight it. Is he not afraid that the Mahersons are making other problems with him,"

"Leave it. I want to see this excitement. I'm sure this poor man will be scared and beg for mercy when he finds out about the family,"

Whispers continued to be heard in Lucifer's ear. But Lucifer doesn't care. He focused on his phone. Such a thing is not necessary to think about, because he thinks it is not important.

Drrt…

Drrt…

Lucifer's phone vibrates the sign of an incoming call.

"Old man."

"Why did he call me? Is there something going on?"

Lucifer swiped the green button and connected calls.

"YOU'VE FORGOTTEN THIS OLD MAN BADJINGAN!" Maki the man at the end of the call made Lucifer keep his phone away afraid his eardrum was broken.

"Stop yelling, I'm afraid after this you'll die,"

"Basin' a fucking kid!" It's up to Lucifer. But not really upset. Just as a sign of their intimacy. 

Even though their ages are much different. But they fit each other. Often they argue about small things but it makes them comfortable with each other. It is like a family that complements each other.

The old man called Lucifer was a man who had no family. The man when young was not interested in the name of the relationship. He likes to play with a lot of women, but doesn't want to commit. Just play, or it could be called a female explorer. 

When he was old, he felt lonely. And the loneliness was lost when he met Lucifer in a park. They met and talked for a long time and eventually became friends.

The old man told me a lot about his youth, told me about the number of women he dated. He also told me how to easily get a woman deep into her bed. But all of that didn't interest Lucifer and it irritated the old man.

Thinking about what attracted Lucifer, he finally told him about his expertise in hacker science. And sure enough, Lucifer was immediately interested.

Lucifer has since asked to be taught how to hack. And the old man painstakingly gave all the knowledge he understood about hacking to Lucifer. 

Lucifer, whose brain is indeed intelligent, is able to absorb everything he learns. But everything has not been used because he thinks it is not necessary. If the time comes, he will use it.

"What's calling me?"

"Can't I call you,"

"I'm in school. Today was the first day I came in. So don't bother,"

Tut's…

The call was cut off, making the old man exasperate.

"Fucking asshole! Just watch out for you!"

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Time indicates hours of rest but Lucifer is not even interested in going out. He covered his face with a book and closed his eyes, sleepy from last night's early morning home. 

But the time you want to use to sleep is suddenly interrupted by someone who comes by pounding the table strongly.

Brakes…

"Wake up you poor boy! I know you're not sleeping!"

Lucifer lazily responded, instead relaxing and keeping his face closed while closing his eyes. 

Seeing himself being ignored, the young man clenched his hands, furious. The young man named Roy took Lucifer's book and threw it on the floor. 

But not wanting to look defeated and afraid, Roy smiled grinning right in front of Lucifer who was still showing a flat and cold attitude.

"I heard that you entered this school because of the path of achievement, it means that you are a poor person. But do you not know, in this school actually only accept the rich and not the poor like you? Therefore I as the leader of this class will not allow you to be here. You poor people don't deserve to be in class with us,"

Lucifer who heard the yawn, and after that sleep, covered his face with his hands.

Roy and the others who saw the gaping in disbelief. How could a poor man like this ignore Roy Januarta, son of a property businessman. What a great humiliation.

Brakes…

"Hey, poor boy! How dare you ignore me!" He was upset with a face flushed with emotion.

Again Roy was ignored and eventually made him unable to stand it. Roy raised his fist to hit Kucifer in the head to be right and scared of him. 

Just as the hand was about to touch the head, Lucifer quickly held Roy's fist, and pressed down firmly.

"Take me off!" 

Roy tries to pull his hand but can't. Try again but still can't. And finally raised one more hand to hit Lucifer so that Lucifer would take off his hand. 

Lucifer dodged making Roy's hand miss and was unable to hit his face. And it used Lucifer well, took off Roy's hand and punched Roy in the face, making Roy immediately nosebleed. 

All the disciples who saw the incident closed their mouths with their hands in shock, not believing Roy to be beaten by a poor boy.

"That's….! What are you doing?" Roy touched his bloody nose. He did not expect to be treated like that by a poor child.

Lucifer is innocent. He resumed his delayed sleep due to Roy recessing 

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Back at school, Lucifer heads to the parking lot to pick up his bike. But when he got there Lucifer did not see his jambrong motor at all. Lucifer looked around, afraid of misremembering himself parking the motor. 

But long enough to remember, he was not wrong. It is true that prayer put the motor there. But this time the bike really didn't exist.

"Where's my bike?" Mumbled looking.

There was laughter coming from behind. Lucifer who heard turned his head, looking at who they were. Roy, Ethan and some other rich kids.

They stood across their chests staring down at Lucifer.

"Are you looking for your butut bike?"

"Have you guys hidden my bike?" 

"Of course not. Why I hid it. That kind of blind motor makes my hands allergic if I touch and hide it."

Lucifer's eyes squinted, not believing in what he said. Lucifer believes that some of them are hiding his bike.

Their grin was still fluffy, and it was obvious they were the makers of the act.

"I remind you all. I don't have enough patience if you guys play around with me,"

"Youh, he's angry bro,"

Hahahaha. His patience has run out.

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Seriate