School Prince, my Love Slave

School Prince, my Love Slave
Memories of the past


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"Don't win him over."


"Why Ciya?"


"She's naughty, Mama and her Dad just ran away."


"Yes, yeah. Kasian really doesn't have Mama with Papa, hahaha.."


The person who was the object of their conversation stood right before them, the girl bowed, her hands clenched tightly.


"You're noisy!" The girl suddenly stared intently at the children who were mocking her.


"Kimy doesn't need Mama with Papa! Kimy just needs Aunty Camelia."


"You never know what it's like to be in your arms, right?"


"You've never been bought a doll, have you?"


"That's so hot.."


"Haha.."


Kimy looked down again, no longer able to reply to their words because everything they said was true. He never felt any of that, his face alone Kimy never saw in person.


"Kim.. Kimy.."


Kimy sat down from his sleep, his chest up and down due to the surge of emotions he felt.


"You're having nightmares?" Camelia thrust a glass of water in front of Kimy.


Kimy accepted it, drank it to the toilet. The dizzy feeling that hit his head made his hand stretch out massaging his own temple.


"We're going to the hospital, okay? Aunty's worried you're okay."


"Not for Aunty, I'm just a little soybean. Rest will also be better later." Kimy's pale lips smiled thinly trying not to make Camelia worry about him.


"Yes, but today you have permission. Don't go to school, you have to rest anyway."


"What a pain I have, until bed rest everything."


"Should massage!"


Kimy puffed his cheeks hearing it.


"Aunty wants to make soup for you first." Camelia said as she stepped out of Kimy's room.


"The carrot's a lot of Aunty!"


"Yes, yes, rabbit man!"


Camelia's reply made Kimy giggle amused. Over time her laughter turned into tears, Kimy covered her face with a pillow so that her cries could be submerged.


When he was a child, he always thought that Papa and Mama did not want him from birth.


Little Kimy envious to see his friends in the bribe by the hand that is always called Mama, little Kimy envied seeing his friends in the delivery to school with the man who is always called Papa.


The door was suddenly knocked from outside. Kimy immediately sat down, silent for a moment to wipe the trail of his tears and regulate his breathing. After feeling better he went down the bed, walking towards the door.


As soon as the door handle was turned, as fragrant as the scent of roses pierced his nose, dozens of rose stalks made by the bouquet filled his sight.


"Gosh," Kimy stroked his chest to neutralize his surprise.


"Eh? Sorry, you're surprised?"


Kimy is eager to throw a new set of pans bought Camelia right into the handsome face of Agra, he may still ask the obvious already known answer.


As Agra stepped into his room past the owner, the man placed the bouquet of flowers on the Study Table after which he returned to Kimy.


Still Agra, instead of standing there in front of him, the man hugged Kimy tightly until the Girl was slightly lifted from her place.


Kimy hit Agra on the shoulder as a sign of his protest, "Why aren't you the one who bowed? Why the sudden hugging anyway?"


"Emang can't hug his own girlfriend."


Agra lowered his body so that Kimy's legs could retrace to his furry carpet, but their embrace was still not released.


"Agra off! There'll be Aunty,"


"No way!" Reject raw.


"Deliver!"


"No way!"


"No want! Kimy.." Agra shook her head firmly.


Kimy was like he was facing a toddler, so he questioned where Agra the cold man was untouched?


"Ups! Sorry, Aunty's a bother, huh?" Camelia said with a careless smile on her lips,


"It's eaten up huh, Kim. So that the spit is healed."


He placed a bowl of Soup and a glass of Carrot Juice on the nightstand and then passed out of Kimy's room, before Camelia had made a heart shape with her thumb and index finger to tempt her nephew.


Agra took off their embrace, He can now see Kimy's face that had been bent like a shirt that had not been ironed.


"You sick? We're going to the hospital, okay? Or is the doctor here?"


"No need to be more. I'm just soy sauce," Kimy glanced at the alarm clock that was on his nightstand. "Yes, you're leaving, five minutes late." Further.


"No! I want to skip it, there is no you. How about kangen?"


Kimy shuddered amusedly, my goodness! It seems like the level to the bucinan Agra has already leveled up.


"As much as you." Kimy passed from Agra, approaching his Soup and Juice. Now the most important thing is his stomach.


Agra glanced at the contents of the Soup bowl, "They're all carrots."


"Yes, delicious!"


Agra smile. "What's so bad, whose girlfriend is it?"


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Agra gently stroked Kimy's brown hair, while the girl who he said was sick was cool to watch Doraemon on Agra Mobile.


"You have a rich husband Suneo. So rich! Surely if so his wife already does not need work anymore, his work at home doang but his streets to Paris."


His hands stopped doing his activities as soon as he heard the origin of Kimy's speech. Agra snatched his phone from the girl's grasp.


"Eh?! It's not done yet" Kimy tried to get back Agra's phone. But men are keeping him away.


"No way,"


Kimy moved his lips, annoyed with this man in front of him. Just now when Kimy wanted to see with his own phone, he instead thrust his phone.


"Oh, yes." Kimy just remembered that he had a cell phone, The girl went from a hairy carpet to her bed.


Seeing that Agra did not want to lose, quietly approached Kimy from behind and snatched back his phone.


Kimy chuckled, "Well, just go home, keep disturbing!"


"Nolumbus.. Snatch," Agra poked Kimy's nose.


"What the hell?!"


Agra returned the phone, "But, don't look at Doraemon."


"Now that is it?


"Look at the double."


"Who's the twin?"


"Dora's."


"Ih Agra..."


Agra raised one of his eyebrows as if he did not know where his fault was. Kimy puffed his cheeks up.


He wants to stop Dora on Agra's phone. Throughout the cartoon Kimy continued to pursed his lips, his depressed mind did not stop cursing Agra.


"Say Map!"


Camelia who noticed their absurd actions smiled, She looked up.


Surely his sister over there is very happy to see their beautiful daughter already has a protector. Camelia believed fully in Agra, She could see how much love was given to her father.


Her job also slightly reduced over time, Camelia so impatient to see Kimy wear a wedding dress, then she held a cute baby who called her 'Grandmother'


Ah, he became aware that he was no longer young.


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