School Prince, my Love Slave

School Prince, my Love Slave
"Please! Hit me,"


Note: Agra's point of view in Part "I'm not used to."


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The sky twilight as escorts students who flocked out of the school gate, either using transportation or who took the bus.


White cars with brands that only certain people have come out of the parking area. Agra drives a car with a branched mind everywhere.


He's been working on a plan to ambush Wily, but the time isn't right.


Kimy suddenly jumped in front of his car, Agra reflexively pressed the horn.


Agra felt his heart was located, Just now he was about to harm her. His hand moved automatically wanting to open the door, a second later He prevented it.


Adjusting her breath first, Agra raised her head so she could see Kimy more clearly.


"Surge!"


Her cry did not make the girl move an item at all, Agra held back a smile. Look at Kimy's bulging cheeks.


"I want to step aside, but the condition is you have to take me to the house?" Kimy displays his face, hoping that Agra will melt.


"So!"


Casually, the girl sat on the hood of her car. "Yes that means, I'm the same you'll be here in the morning."


Agra shook his head as a dirty thought slipped, contaminating his holy brain.


"Come in,"


"That's dong, that's the cake."


The sweet smile that Kimy always displayed while looking at her driving made Agra fail to focus.


Do not let Agra act out of bounds, because of Kimy's smile.


"Not to smile."


'Your smile is too sweet, ' continues in the heart.


Kimy immediately threw his face away, Agra who knew that the girl was hurt by her words also exhaled, sad.


Agra was eager to persuade her not to get angry anymore, just like when the Girl was jealous of Olivia.


His shoulders drooped, was this a punishment from God because He was often insolent with Farel? Or it's because he's less charitable.


Agra is no longer able to do it,


When she arrived at the Gate of Kimy House, Agra turned to Kimy who was still flinching.


"Get out,"


Kimy looked back at Agra, a gaze he had expected so much.


"Be careful.. Tell me if you're at home."


His tongue was too faint to say anything, his heart felt flowery and shattered simultaneously.


Agra pulled the lever of his car, darting at high speed. The gray pants were wet because they kept getting tears from the master.


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Arriving at the yard of the House He was surprised by the presence of Evelyn, his sister was carrying a suitcase and two backpacks, standing at the gate for how long.


"Why did you come here?" Agra whispered slightly, He was afraid that Sava would notice Evelyn's presence.


"G-gue doesn't have a destination, the only family I have is Lo. Hicks.."


Seeing the crying Evelyn, Agra took her into her arms.


"Std... You are strong."


"Agra? This who?!"


Sava's voice startled them, Agra quickly hoisted Evelyn behind him.


"T-cement me, Nda."


Evelyn, who was behind Agra's back, trying to escape from her brother's grip, timidly appeared behind Agra's body.


"Beautiful, it fits Farel."


"No. I'm not Temen Agra, I'm Papa Faras' son. "


Agra stared intently at Evelyn, why would she say something that would cause her to be instantly driven away?


Sava looks to be dazed, lucky he's holding on to the Gate's support.


"You.. Mas Faras' son,"


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Confusion strangled him, He was eager to contact the Girl. Agra continued to walk around looking at the phone screen.


Surprised by his phone suddenly beeping made Agra almost fall down, he hurriedly answered him.


"Hello,"


A smile rose on his lips, "Hm?"


"Are you home?"


Agra's lips almost torn if only the man did not stop his smile that all the time.


"Yes,"


"You forgot to call me, huh? I was waiting to know."


A moment later he realized that the brand phone was still connected. Agra looked back at her phone screen, but an incoming message stopped her new speech from reaching her throat.


+628756388912


I tapped your phone, Man.


Agra tightened his jaw.


"No one's important, I'm matiin."


"Eh! Don't first. That's, anu, ouch,"


"Tomorrow can I go with you?"


Agra exhaled, neutralizing his worry due to their chatter being intercepted.


"Repot, must turn around."


"Well, I'm right, don't need to."


"Udah? I'm matiin-"


"Why have you changed?"


"Everybody can change when he wants to,"


"You're bener. But, I hope it's not you who changed."


Tut's..


Agra's body fell to the floor, he was so tormented by this.


Agra moved from the floor, roughly opening the room that was placed at the most corner, this room was where Farel and Agra were hard-wired to learn various kinds of wrestling movements.


"Lo why the hell? Rich chicks who lost a mother."


"Please! Hit me,"


"Huh?"


Agra sat down in front of Farel. "Hit me, Rail. I beg you,"


Impulsive behavior that he showed again made Farel cluck, but if not obeyed then his sister would be more crazy.


Farel and Sava have often gone back and forth to bring Agra to Psychiatrist, but all of that is useless.


And the appearance of Kimy was able to be a medicine for him, maybe now he is having a big fight with the girl.


"Pick up at me!"


Bugh!


Bugh!


Agra fell to the floor, but he got back up.


"Again!"


Bugh!


Bugh!


Bugh!


"Again, I said!"


Bugh!


Agra fell back, this time his head hit the table.


"L-again!"


Agra sensed something was blocking his throat,


Uhuk!


Blood came out from between the fingers that were used to cover his heavily coughing mouth.


"Inget, Money. Tomorrow Lo school, later the former will not say Lo can be in the same law, Nda."


Agra chuckled, rubbing roughly the remaining blood that was still coming out of his mouth. "Kan Lo nonjok his belly, bego."


"Lo's part isn't healing anyway, Gra."


"This is the result because it makes the medicine sad."


Farel sighed, "Ck! buci-bucin."


His eyes that accidentally found the fist ring, aroused the desire to kill him. Agra wrapped around the boxing gloves to his fingers.


"Come, Rail."


End Farel. Who's upset, who's battered. Inevitably Farel climbed into the boxing ring, preparing to face the fact that his handsome face would soon be tarnished with a purple rash.


"Lo who attacked first,"


Farel thrust his fist into Agra's stomach, but the man managed to get in his way. It was Agra's turn that struck Farel's jaw.


Bugh!


Farel grimaced feeling his jaw like it was about to break.


"Can you pretend? Guess what face is this tamvan samsak?" As such.


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