Mr. Tajir Teacher VS Bar-Bar Girl
The Limping Candice

Restless, Luciana's heart was not calm. Instead of sitting down, he preferred to walk to and fro in the empty area of one of the rooms in the house, while Tony was already curled up on the bed. Leaving Candice in a wounded state honestly made Luciana unwell. He was still worried about the princess. Moreover, when he remembered the character of Candice who was stupid in some ways. Of course, the girl won't take care of her own injuries.

"Oh, Mom, I'm really not calm. Candice is badly hurt, I have to go home" Luciana told Tony.

In that instant, Tony immediately rushed down from the bed. He gradually hugged Lusiana's waist from behind after successfully approaching her mistress. And really, he wouldn't let Luciana leave him behind just for the sake of the mischievous Candice.

"That's it, just this once you let him. Let him also think and introspect. Without you, what could he be" whispered Tony right in Luciana's ear. "At the same time he's grown up, he can definitely take care of his injuries, Lusi. Let Candice know, too, that she shouldn't involve herself in both of our affairs. He just needs to study and school well, not take care of the parents' problems. Yeah, right?"

"But, Mas, that kid is often a fool you know, Mas. He will not treat his wounds. After all, you also have to go home to your wife, right?" luiana Sahut.

"Wind." Tony tightened his arms around Luciana. "I will stay here with you who are upset. Anyway, you know, right, if I had split the bed with my wife too? Never mind, calm yourself down here with me. We also need to be tougher on Candice."

"But, Mom, I'm still worried."

"Just trust me, I have three children. And I seem to have more experience educating children than you."

Luciana is helpless. He turned his body and drowned his face in Tony's arms. So warm. This guy always makes her feel protected. Even now, thanks to Tony, he can open a little small business by selling clothes. Tony gave him the capital for it.

Tony, now, seemed to be grinning. Feeling victorious over Luciana, of course, won against the brutality of Candice who always opposed her existence.

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Luckily, last night the mechanics drove Hans' car shortly after Hans arrived at his residence. So that at this time, Hans could go back to school without feeling any difficulty. Just as usual, he went the same route. Music was heard from the dashboard radio. His sweet lips also often follow the verse lyrics sung by the vocalist of one of the famous bands in this country.

But .. like dejavu, Hans again found the same person as before. Candice walks on the sidewalk in a limp state. At first Hans thought he was just mislead, but after confirming again from his rearview mirror, he noticed that the limp-legged girl was indeed Candice.

In that instant, Hans stopped his car at the side of the road. Curious about why Candice was walking on foot with a seemingly injured leg, Hans decided to get off. He must see the condition of Candice with a closer distance.

"Candice? What the fuck?! You why?" How shocked Hans was to find that Candice's right hand and leg were visibly injured. And the wound was not bandaged at all. Candice's footsteps were limping, there seemed to be a sprained leg bone.

Candice sighed. "Does Master keep an eye on me until we meet like this?" he said after stopping his steps before Hans.

"No. If I keep an eye on you, I won't ask you why, Candice! We're one way. It is only natural to meet here. And you walk, that's why, maybe you choose to leave in the morning. What's up, Candice?"

"Ah, there's nothing. Just fell off the bike, not because of a brawl. Take it easy, sir! My friends are also retired because of my father!"

"Fall off the bike?"

"Yeah! You're not deaf, are you? Hadeh."

"Oh this kid!" Hans flicked Candice's forehead because the girl remained judes and disrespectful. "Let's come with me to the car, I help find a clinic first so that your wounds can be handled. It's still wet in the wound. Don't you take care of it, do you?"

"No way."

"The distance to school is still a long way off, Candice. Looks like you don't want to ride an angkot."

"I don't want to, but I don't have any money. My money is making motorcycle repairs to Mr. Guru's tires."

it's been working on me, and it's been working, right?" Hans sighed and then ruffled his waist. "Get in my car, or am I carrying you, Candice? I'm sure you can't fight me in this state of pain."

"Didnit! Why force it anyway?!"

"It's a free ride! We have a deal anyway, right?"

"Ck."

Candice is forced to walk toward Hans' car. And Hans helped her open the door. But the man didn't touch her at all. Maybe Hans did not want to be misunderstood by others, or even disgusted at Candice who looks as bad as today. Had not been given the task of keeping an eye on Candice or had she not been a teacher, Candice was sure Hans would not have been this good to her.

Hans rushed into his car. Then he drove his car to find a clinic that was open for twenty-four hours. Because for pharmacies that open on days so early will be more difficult Hans to find.

"Where did you fall? Did you drive me home?" chirp Hans broke the silence.

"No, sir. Not at that time" he answered.

Hans glanced at the condition of Candice sitting beside him. The wound is quite severe. Why didn't Luciana give first aid? Is it because Candice refused? Or did Luciana not know about it at all? I don't know. Hans still didn't dare to ask that, because he was sure Candice wouldn't be honest.

"Sir, does Master know how to die without being in pain?" chirp Candice suddenly who was beyond Hans's mind. "He said a death row inmate would be shot by ten people in his heart within ten meters, then after he fell he was shot in the head. He said try not to be too torturous. Well, is it true that the convict won't be too tormented?"

Candice looked at Hans. Expecting an answer from Hans who still seemed shocked thanks to his question.

Hans stopped his car when the red light was on. "You .. how can you know that much detail? You're interested in the real law, aren't you?" he said, trying not to question whether Candice is interested in being a death row because it is not the spirit of life in this world.

Candice shakes. "No. I just just know. I often googling, because I often want to make trouble. Let if arrested by the police, my sentence is not severe, so I often see the articles of prosecution. Life in prison is not free!"

"But, Candice, your memory is quite sharp as well. Better, after graduation you just majored in law."

"Why even discuss that?! Master should focus on my question dong! Anyway, I'm not interested in college. I don't want to go to college with that illegal money from Old Bangka Shit."

"Two Bangka who do you mean, Candice?"

"Ugh, come on, sir!"

"I'm serious, Dik!"

"I'm serious too, sir! Besides I don't have any money, my grades are also ugly."

"You've already agreed to tutoring with me, I'm sure I can make your grades go up. I am very supportive if you can go to law school. I'll help you find a scholarship later."

Candice fell silent, choosing to ignore as Hans continued to encourage her to keep exploring all the knowledge about the field of law. The teacher was indeed too chatty, noisy, and very fond of interfering.

When Hans found a clinic, his long talk stopped. Hans helps Candice to get to the clinic.

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