BADGIRL BELOVED SON OF MAFIA
18/New Student?

Carlista walked out of Bu Fanny's room with her face slightly bent. His move was shaken with a slightly unfriendly look. His three friends were waiting for his arrival right in front of the room. Apparently, there are Marvel, Galang, Juna and Atharel as well.

The four handsome guys are with Carlista's three friends. I don't know what the four did. Carlista's gaze was immediately fixed on the two eagle eyes owned by Marvel which continued to pay attention to him intensely, but a little sharp.

"What else are you doing?"

In fact, the baritone voice that was quite domineering, was able to make the front hall of the foundation head room suddenly-silent. No one spoke after that.

Marvel walked with both hands in his pants pocket. With a flat look and an unbroken look, he stared and locked Carlista's eyes. "Why, hm?"

Carlista didn't answer Marvel's question. He was silent with the same vision.

"Don't be naughty anymore" said Marvel softly.

"I'm not wrong. But Vanesha was the first to notice the problem" Carlista said flatly, like the look in his eyes.

Marvel breathed slowly. "Hm, I know. No papa," he said gently and gently rubbed the top of Carlista's head, which precisely this time could not be rejected from him.

"Lo-tumben, no anger and no punishment for me? Usually, you always punish me. Run, mop it up, can't be in-"

Cup

Marvel had just briefly kissed Carlista's lips. And it was right in front of everyone who happened to be there. While Carlista had rejected both eyes, but Marvel instead looked very relaxed and as if nothing had happened.

Ck, suck.

"That's punishment for this time. If you want to be punished continuously with me, you just make it happen every time," said Marvel casually.

"Ehem! Ehem!"

"Ck, nyosor mulu!"

"Oh my bestie! Live action is very sweet,"

Three of the six single humans began to react. While Carlista had already clenched both of his hands and was staring hostilely at the handsome man who was before him at the moment. "Lo crazy?! I've told you many times the same for not mesumin I keep going!" the sarcasm.

"Gue doesn't know you! I never thought of being my girlfriend either! And stop for my kiss!!" Carlista was furious and spoke harshly right in front of Marvel's face. Because the man who was a little down to look at the beautiful face of the lover.

"Well, you're angry, hm?" ask Marvel with a slightly hoarse baritone voice and an increasingly domineering Marvel aura.

Carlista still put on a hostile face. Staring sharp and giddy with a roar of breath that is quite hunting. "Not yet! I'll never stop getting angry and even let out rude swears as long as you still disturb me and appear in front of me!"

"Sstt. Don't keep getting angry. Not tired, hm? Ntar premature aging. I want to," said Marvel intends to tease the girl in front of him at this time.

"Wildamah! Let you not want to be with me and you go leave me!"

Marvel shook his head faintly and smiled sweetly. Yeah, very sweet. In fact, his three friends Marvel just saw that smile back after a dozen years ago, they didn't see it. And in fact, the three friends of Carlista, also fascinated.

"Oh my bestie! Smiling Carlista, it's my heart that feels like it's going to get dislodged!" decak Jenna with dramatization.

"Crazy, a guy who was a Marvel cementawan, Carlista reject loh," exclaimed Melody chimed in.

"No. I'll want to be with you. You want to get fat even if I want to be the same as you," said Marvel sounding serious.

Carlista.

"You know whatever your form and your current state, I just want to be with you. Don't want to be with the others" Marvel said intensely. Next to Marvel's hand raised to menoel the tip of the nose

Carlist. "Only you, Baby" he said, then blinked one eye.

****! I could be baper, Carlista said in his heart while changing the look of his face to be ordinary.

"Here," said Carlista, then walked away from Marvel, followed by Metta, Jenna, and Melody.

"Prophey bro. There is still tomorrow" said Galang flatly, like the look on his face.

Marvel glanced at a glance and only snorted.

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Carlista had just finished his bathing routine. Get out of the bathroom and walk into the walk in closet to wear a home suit in the form of an oversize black shirt with shorts that sink behind his black shirt. Walk towards the dresser and look in the mirror for a while.

Pulling a chair and sitting himself on the bench. Justifying a little bit of his hair and then paying attention to the almost perfect sculpture of God. Beautiful, without the slightest gap. He also admitted that the face he had was really beautiful.

It's only fair to want to make Carlista his girlfriend. If her face was this pretty. Eleven twelve, same as Danielle Marsh. Yes, the prettiest member of NewJeans is, you know,

"Ck, my pants are a snatch. As it turns out, my face is as beautiful as this," Carlista murmured as she continued to watch her reflection.

"But, why should I be the one being chased by Marvel and Raskal? Jenna is also beautiful. Selebgram. Why do I want everything?!"

Carlista could only cluck lazily and then throw his breath rough.

I don't know where he had been all this time, he just realized that the face and beauty he had can captivate anyone's heart. In fact, not a few people who commented on his personal Instagram column said that he was very similar to one of the NewJeans members.

A person's beauty can sometimes be a boomerang for that person as well. Sometimes, the more beautiful she is, not a few dangers she will get from her secret admirers. Pretty dangerous, isn't it?

Ting!

One notification emerged from Carlista's foldable purple phone. Oh yes, he returned to buy a new cellphone after the phone with a black apple logo was destroyed scattered on the marble floor at that time. He's almost crazy and depressed because of Marvel's actions to him.

Coincidentally the phone was indeed on the dresser near the skincare that he used to wear at night and morning before he went to school. He grabbed the phone and opened it to check who had sent him messages at night.

Good night, honey. Don't forget the dinner. Take care of your health and do not stay up. Remember, if your eyes are like pandas, you're getting ugly, hehe. You are beautiful in my eyes. Whatever your form and circumstances

Have a nice dream. See you in the dream, Ita

"Ita.". "bluffy Carlista while staring at the screen of his mobile phone.

"Who the hell is that, Vel? I don't want to see you before" he murmured.

Putting the phone in its original place, he got out of the chair and switched to the bed by sitting on the edge of the mattress. Grabbing her mid-sized brown teddy bear that is on the nightstand.

The teddy bear gave someone who until now, he could not remember the name of the child. Because he got it from the family dinner about 11 years ago. There was a boy who met him and gave him the doll.

Carlista had actually met the boy twice. He met and talked for a while. But, because at that time, there was an attack on the hotel where the event took place, he forgot everything. Including a boy who gave him the doll.

He could only remember his face, but not his name. And as he looked at the face of a Marvel, he reminded him of someone he had met in his past. But can't faces change over time?

Likely, that reminds Carlista of the figure of a man of his age who he had met before. Because, the resemblance of the face can be a major factor for us to remember or remember something that we have experienced before.

"And this doll, I forgot who gave this doll to me,"

Carlista turned to lie down, put the brown teddy bear next to the pillow, then pulled the blanket and turned off the lights.

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Marvel this morning was walking down the fourth-floor corridor to the OSIS room. With haughty steps and flat eyes, making anyone who sees enough show a wide variety of expressions. Both hands are always in his pants pocket.

That habit that makes a Marvel increasingly valued women. A full handsome face with a firm and sturdy jaw. The sharp nose and thin lips that are natural red make it look more handsome and charming. Really, really,

Brukh!

Marvel accidentally hit a girl with glasses who was carrying a pile of books until the books fell scattered under the floor of the hallway near the classroom. It is seen if the girl in two pigtails with the minus sunglasses, is cleaning the books on the floor.

"Sorry" said Marvel flatly.

The girl was a little bit flinched. "Huh? Mmm, i-iya, no papa," he replied as he tidied up the books.

After Marvel said that, he left the girl without any intention of helping her. While the glasses girl could only look at the back of Marvel which slowly disappeared from her sight.

Now Marvel arrived at the room he was headed to. Grab a red map and open the map. He took a quick look and closed it again. Apparently, that's not the map he meant. He again grabbed the other red map and opened and read with details of the contents of the map.

"That's the map he gave to the OSIS room yesterday, Vel. And that, is his identity and also the origin of his school,"

Marvel without even looking, he knew whose voice it was. It was a flat voice belonging to Galang. And there are also Juna and Atharel who are on the left and right side of Galang. Both are standing with his flat eyes staring at Marvel who is focusing on reading the contents of the map.

The contents of the map are more or less like:

Name: Celine Arbella

Place, date of birth: Amsterdam, 12 December 2005

School of Origin: Amsterdam High School

Marvel smiled obliquely, barely visible. And right on the side of the bottom right corner, there is a photo of him. The same photo with the person he accidentally bumped into just now until the books the girl was carrying were scattered under the floor.

"Simpen carefully. I'll get the secretary to record the new kid." said Marvel no less flat and gave the map to Galang.

"Hm," Galang replied while receiving the red map.

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Carlista stopped his footsteps because there was someone who was blocking his path at this time. Right in front of his eyes, there was a person wearing the same AHS uniform as him. And those minus glasses perched on his nose.

He had only met the new disciple for the first time, and saw him in person. After yesterday he who accidentally saw Vanesha and his minions were bullying the glasses girl. Until finally he was called back by Bu Fanny.

"Thank you, yesterday-l-lo already nolongin me," said the girl with a slight bow.

Carlista fell silent as he folded his hands in front of his chest. Raised next to his eyebrows while watching the glasses girl. "Why lo? Afraid of me, you don't dare to look me in the face?" the sarcasm.

The girl slightly flinched and raised her gaze towards Carlista's face, though slightly frightened. "Mmm, s-sorry. G-gue just doesn't b-common talking to popular girls like lo,"

Carlista rolled his eyes lazily. "Gue's not a popular girl,"

"But you're the most beautiful and popular here,"

Carlista was silent for a moment. "When did you become the new kid here?" the question is just a stale base.

"Yesterday" replied the girl.

Carlista nodded his head slowly with both eyes glaring at the girl's name tag that read Celine Arbella. Then it went up to the girl's face.

"Lo-not Asian?" guess Carlista made Celine flinch and turn her eyes the other way.

"G-gue was born in the Netherlands. My grandfather was German. So, I'm still a-there's German blood, that's it," said Celine a little clumsy.

Carlista just thinned his lips.

The instant Celine passed away leaving the corridor passageway of the main building coinciding with her two eyes that had accidentally caught the sharp look of someone's eyes.

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