My Guardian Angel (The Dust of Love)
Chapters 57. My Teacher is Ex Gangster

The night is very quiet here. Archilles Lucca holds his tired eyes almost closed over the book The Principle of Basic Economics. It turns out it is easier to be a Bodyguard than educators, especially for students in search of identity.

Upon arrival at this place, for three weeks he adjusted and then the time came to be appointed as one of the teachers responsible for the second level students whose contents really make the educators dizzy.

Get on top of the book without removing the glasses. He was in a simple bedroom in the monastery of Saint Antonio and the school where he taught was five minutes from his new residence.

Everything is calm and peaceful here. There was no commotion except for the clanking of the piano, the ringing of the clock replacement bells as well as the clanging of the bells marking the time of prayer. His body soul literally missed the figure of the girl he left behind in the mansion. The long-haired bright brown girl shone golden and a pretty look that could make her heart die.

Akh, there is absolutely no smooth path for them any time soon. So, he was just totally surrendered to God.

The ringing bells were slowly shaken. Archilles thinks he's been sleeping for a while, why should he wake up?

"What's this?" Archilles Lucca went to the window because it seemed quite noisy outside, peering out from behind the window circle. The sun is quite bright. How long did he sleep? Cringing. The view of the Eiffel Tower stands majestically in the distance. Lush trees lined up neatly shaded the streets while the Seine River flowed quietly through the city of Paris.

Archilles quickly recognized this place as one of the hotels, where he had once stayed twice while working on something in Paris late last year.

Archilles Lucca turned towards the bed and found Miss Arumi there lying on it under the blanket wearing a knitting white sweater soundly asleep hugging her suit. The Archilles examined his own clothes, his full suit and earphones still attached to his ears. On the table, the guidebook contains the profile of the city of Paris with its front Eiffel icon.

"Miss Arumi?!" His heart was pounding with longing love and he came to his girl. "Miss?! You'll be filming in a minute." He heard the words to Arumi Chavez.

"Archilles, I don't like this room too narrow, I have trouble breathing."

"Well you get up and then we can breathe some fresh air on the front bridge, Miss!"

"First off, I'll get ready!"

"Are you sure, Miss? I can wait for you to get ready and order breakfast!"

Everything seems to be going normally. Including strong feelings for Miss Arumi.

"Let's eat outside, Archilles. I don't like the taste of soup here."

"All right! There is a restaurant not far from here. We can walk. I'll wait for you on the bridge."

"Yes, okay."

Archilles on the Alexander III Bridge is now stepping on the bridge whose beauty and elegance are very pampering, sometimes he looks back.

"No, I shouldn't have left Miss Arumi."

He very quickly ran back to the hotel and was very surprised to find Miss Arumi lying on the bed, her eyes open. One of the wrists drops blood.

"Miss Arumi?!" He tried to get closer but his legs were difficult to move and some people entered the room, pointing guns at him. Neck twisted. He then turned stiff as the girl's body was lifted and carried away while he was dragged away.

Shortly after the lights on Alexander III's bridge lit up beautifully, he saw his body floating on the cold river water. Drizzle. He felt his hands clinging. He turned his head and found Miss Arumi's pale face staring at him.

"Miss?!"

"Archilles, without you I always feel like I'm going to be colonized by someone. You see now? They're killing me."

"Miss?! Nah! I-i'm sorry! I-i'm sorry! I shouldn't have left you. Miss?!"

He saw the girl drowning. He could do nothing to save the beautiful lover who was carried to the bottom of the river while Miss's hand was outstretched to him. The sound of the eruption then sounded alternately, the flowers developed beautiful colorful brighten the night sky of Paris.

"Miss Arumi?! Missaaa?!" He was half hysterical.

Archilles Lucca awakens still on a desk studying in his room.

Argh!!!

His neck hurt because he fell asleep on the side of his head. His eyes were wet, shocking. He was shivering too.

"Oh my God, what did I see?" he breathed fast and irregularly. He even sweats in the cold night air.

Although he was later grateful it was just a stupid and silly nightmare, his instincts were alienated to light a danger sign.

"Not anymore, I beg God. Not anymore."

Grabbing a panicked phone and calling. Everything used to be done quietly. Ever since he fell in love with a young girl he was always panicking and terrified of her girl getting hurt and sick.

"Holla?" B. M. greeted from across.

"I can't sleep" Archilles said after trying to control himself.

"Don't worry, you're not the only one who has a sleep disorder," BM casually sounded engrossed in chewing something. Archilles imagine corn chips, a BM craze or maybe that similar. The man lives in a minimarket, BM has plenty of snacks to chew while he works and the man never sleeps at night.

"I had a very bad dream." Archilles was suddenly confused as to where to begin.

"You're not alone. Your friend also just finished with his nightmare story."

"I'm curious." Archilles Lucca grabbed him by the neck, got up from the bench and went to bed. He put his head on the pillow, staring at the low ceiling of his bedroom. She's worried about Miss Arumi. If there's a problem, BM will tell him. There will be news.

"Romeo and love are buried in his boss' wife" BM said.

Archilles fell silent. Everyone has their own problems.

"I'm sorry for Raymundo Alvaro."

"Think of your own fate, man!" BM reply from next door.

"All right, just listen to me!"

"I'll hold your story, too. "I should open additional services related to this. Counseling is a love world problem that is starting to craze. Many of my clients too. Ten minutes per 1200 Euros. I can be rich, right?"

"Violation," said Archilles with a long thud. "Mr Alvaro is rich and I'll just pay you a pack of spicy tortillas."

"This man is low self-esteem while he has a lot of gold savings and money in his account. You stingy!"

"I have to prepare Zefanya's tuition and guarantee Grandpa Granny's old life."

"Yes, I'm sorry about you. Well, tell me! I'll listen to you for fifteen minutes 'cause I have a job after."

"Is he okay?" archilles Lucca didn't wait long. The blood in his veins whipped. I must confess that his love for the young girl is very sacred.

"Yes, as you wish. He goes to school every day and comes home from school as usual with Leona. There was no indication of returning to an ex-boyfriend or being chased by another man. There may be a man who is noisy exactly bees, you know, his son Laurent Vincenti. Relax, he's not a threat."

"alright. A good friend. Why hasn't Miss gone to Paris?"

"You can call Leona to ask."

"No! I'll jeopardize Leona."

"Bittersweet Married season two will air at the beginning of the year. The director and producer obviously postponed filming in accordance with your girl's holiday, Lucca. You don't watch the news? There are exclusive Chris Evans interviews with several TV stations. Even appeared on the podcast."

"Yes, I guess so."

"Well, go there with him. You may be able to show romantic places even though there are many risks."

"Em, no. I have a lot of work." And of course he could have reported Salsa Diomanta as a child predator if caught following Miss to Paris and taking her around.

"I'll help you adjust the timing. You can be with your girl for an hour or two on a romantic date. I'll arrange it for you."

"not now. I'll control myself."

"All right then. Let her be an adult before she gets close to him. There are three things you cannot manage. Birth, soul mate and death. About your soul mate you'll ask God for details if you really want it."

"I was very arrogant and also careless to tie a promise to God to stay in the Monastery and devote myself to others."

"Oops, complicated because you then plunge into the lava of love," rebuked BM dramatically. "Saranku, leave your life to Him. And we'll wait for what God has set for you, Lucca. You know, He created you, He planned your life and knew what was best for you."

"It's good to have such a wise friend."

"I advise you on God while I'm going to live a secular life."

"Signor, you still have Him in your heart."

"Yes yes, you are right. "

"I'm lucky I have you."

"I only work for the highest wage, I exclude you."

"Good empty cup by morning. Though my account has been drained."

BM chuckles. "You have to skimp. Go to sleep, my time is up. I have to take care of something."

"Is there a problem?"

"Do you need to know?"

"Tell me when it comes to my friends."

"What can you do? You can't go anywhere except to go to school and teach."

"I need to know."

"Well, Hedgar's up to something. It's likely to be a big deal between mob bosses."

"What else is this one?"

"No one knows for sure. Hedgar is a little crazy when it comes to dealing with a world of evil and darkness. This man will probably be one of the donors of a very dangerous organization because it gathers young people for the feast of "Blasphemy against God"."

"What's in it?"

"much. It's hard for me to explain but he received 40% royalties from accessing the site containing mentally ill content in it. Triple X is the organization's largest p015n0 site, easily accessible worldwide. I'm studying, Lucca. They have more privacy and darker space than they appear. It is difficult to join their room because they have to pay dearly. I'm trying to hack without having to spend money."

"What about Anna? I hope Anna stays away from Hedgar. This information should reach Anna, please!"

"I'll confirm the truth. This guy has a lot of enemies. The information could be fake."

"Keep Anna away from her!"

"Out of my control, man. They're already married. Just hoping, the devil will rise again. The wings grow fast. Hedgar probably won't mess with Anna. Compared to Ax or Baby Eagle (Lucky), Anna is more cooperative and bonded with Piglet."

"Yes, you're right. Mr. Hellton was with Anna Marylin from the beginning. I hope everything's okay."

"Yes. I managed to hack someone's phone. The government sent a woman spying on Hedgar's activities. Maybe find a loophole apply punishment to her."

"Is Anna with Hedgar?"

"I don't know exactly. Almost a week Hedgar gathered many sick people from all over the city to fill the clinic so that Anna would not be taken away from Axel Anthony. Her personality is a little hard to predict."

"I can imagine Anna's life. It's hard."

"Anna Marylin asked where you must be. Can I tell you?"

"No problem. Anna can be trusted."

"Maybe, Anna wants to catch up with you."

"Hedgar will find it."

"So did Ax and Lucky Luciano. By the way, Mrs Durante let Itzik Damian go."

"Why?" Archilles Lucca turned agitated. "Itzik risks Mr Lucky's foster brother, why does his wife side with Itzik?"

"Reinha Durante made Itzik a Dream Fashion fashion model after Lucky Luciano made his wife pay a fine for canceling a contract work agreement with a model."

"Can he?" ask Archilles Lucca to astonish.

"Lucky Luciano resigned."

"Lord Lucky is subject to his wife."

"The photos of Itzik have been released. It looks great inside Dream Fashion glass display. Itzik looks like a fake mannequin." BM broke out, like it wasn't about Itzik Damian getting away. "Oh my God, but thanks to that, this man became famous." BM stopped laughing. "Lucky Luciano can only resign."

"I hold the tail, Lucca. Imagine Hedgar when one of his confidants appears on the Billboard board. Reinha Durante is too daring to experiment" BM replied in a comment.

"Itzik Damian is scarier than Young Vincenti."

"Sleep, trust me. After all, Itzik is under the control of Mr. Lucky Luciano. Your girl will be fine until you get back to her side. Have a nice class."

"Yes. Thank you for sending me into trouble."

"Turn your problems into challenges. When you manage to overcome it, you'll know how strong you are."

The call ended. Speak erratic directions and goals on a BM lift a bit of weight. At least it's okay now. Next Archilles close his eyes.

He wants to go there with Miss Arumi.

Parisian.

No. gabe.

Don't be reckless or he won't be able to see the girl again.

Turn around a few minutes later. He'll face the bandits in class. It's an urgent matter.

"Give me a way out, God."

Teenagers are blatantly targeting themselves. Archilles could feel from the gazes of their savage eyes as he was first brought into that class.

Archilles Lucca fell asleep. Dreaming this time is more beautiful. He was just waiting for the Kingfisher somewhere and the beautiful bird appeared. Once this light blue-black winged Outstandingly there was Miss Arumi there. Very-very charming. He was comforted by the visit, liked the smile and every move of the girl.

"I love you, Miss" he said at the muzzle of the binoculars and Miss Arumi turned to him, smiling increasingly. "I love you, Miss," he said again and answered, cring! The crane! Kringgggggggggggg!

Archilles Lucca is soon awakened by the ringing of a small bell that Daniel, one of his teacher's friends, shakes. Very early morning visit. At 04:00 in the morning. He lay down for a moment and closed his eyes covering his head with a pillow.

"Good morning, Miss. You ..., will wake up in an hour and get ready to go to school," he muttered. "Did you miss me?" ask her a few moments later.

"I'm hard here, miss. I met a bunch of delinquents and haven't figured out how to handle their behavior."

The ringing of the bells grew louder now and it was right in front of his bedroom. Remind him of the girl again. Archilles Lucca got out of bed and made the bed. Hurry to the bathroom.

"I'm eliminating your hair style creation. I'm sorry!"

Obviously, he has gone from mohawk to cut in general because he is an educator now. It should be a good example.

"Buenos dias, Senor, (Good morning, Master)," said Daniel from behind the door. "Eres el bibliotecario esta. (You served as lector this morning)." Trying hard to look like a passionate accent but very clearly comes from other continents.

"alright. I'm almost done getting ready."

The day begins with praise for the organizers of life. Smelling incense fumes from incense. Miss Arumi once shook this sacred object when she was critical. The absurdity is limitless and for him very sweet because he managed to get him out of the room of hell.

Not many people in the church except Sunday, many people will come to worship. Weekends are always more crowded than usual because this building dates from the 12th century contains one of the most elaborate portals of Romanesque Spain and is rightly used as a monumental tourist destination.

The elderly women in the church also some students from high school. It's not wrong to recognize one of the girls from his class in the backseat. Knowing well, the girl was after him.

A couple aged 96 and 97 years are very diligent. Both of them are true love icons in this small town. Walking from their house on the edge of town, visiting the Lord's house every morning. So inspiration's.

Everything was regular and routine, including joining other male teachers in the dining room after the service was over. Only the four of them live here because they are single and there are three monks. But, just herself and Daniel, the high school teacher. The rest are secondary school teachers.

The rules are very hard. Given the freedom to have a boyfriend, lover but no free s3k5 let alone cause pregnancy outside of marriage. You will be immediately kicked out of the Monastery without a warning letter.

Walking to the school past the cafe beside the school, the girl there bit the bread while watching him. It was obvious that he was planning something with his friends because his hand grabbed his phone and sent news to his friend. Might as well. Think Archilles sharpen all senses.

Archilles Lucca clucking. Check the clock, fifteen more minutes of class begins. Archilles stared intently at him then gave instructions to the class now before proceeding.

"Morning, Mr. Teacher," said the polite final-level teenage student in his step in front of the cafe.

"Morning, Beltran."

Adult interest and interest are also charismatic remind Archilles Lucca of someone, Ethan Sanchez. For Archilles there are too many similarities. Incidentally great because this handsome teenager is also the head of OSIS and the most accomplished here. His name is Beltran Domingo. Has a girlfriend of a beautiful girl from the second level, Beatriz Ivanov; mixed Russian girl.

"You'll be careful of Eva Romero and her gang, Professor," Beltran nods toward the cafe at Eva staring at them. "Acts anarchists seem to get a place worth and appreciated here. Many of our teachers succumbed to their brutal actions."

"Thank you very much for your early warning, Beltran."

"Cesar's manuel was the most influential in that class" Beltran added. "The ego above the clouds. We were classmates once."

"It must be heavy."

"I avoid clashing with Cesar even though he likes to lure me. I just want to learn. Our thinking is different. I'm hoping you can change classes for the convenience of all of us."

"Don't put much hope. Many great teachers leave disappointed, why do you think I'll succeed?"

"There's a reason you came here. At least I support you, sir."

The class Beltran refers to is a second-level general class. Archilles stopped by the teacher's room. Greeting teacher friends is an obligation and filling out the attendance list before lesson time starts. Here, an hour later than Miss Arumi's school.

"Morning, Senor," said a young teacher, Ivy Castro, polishing lipstick in front of a small mirror. Flickering saw.

"Morning, Miss Ivy."

"Ivy dressed up to get your attention, sir!" French teacher Misma Zurita goes to the desk while flirting.

"Oh, help me Missa," Ivy waving her fingers. Apply the blush to the thin cheeks. "I do dress up every morning before I go to class, Mr. Lucca," Ivy denied. "Let the students see your teacher with Cherry cheeks to make their day cheerful."

Misma laughs. "Tu l'as eu" said Misma in French. (You did it!)

"I have to go to class. May your day all be pleasant" said Archilles Lucca.

"Good luck, sir. Good luck with the Hero class, sir. We only depend on you" replied Master Misma Zurita.

Taking the guidebook away to his class on the second floor. New building completed renovated. Ever burned and according to friends of educators, no one knows the exact cause.

Archilles Lucca stood in front of the classroom and was about to enter but the door was locked. In it the rogues are doing something.

Trying to open the door! Intentionally in the key. Peering inside through transparent glass. Classes are very crowded. Their morning activities were started by riots. Some play ball, date, play games, make VTs; the point is nothing goes wrong. So far Archilles Lucca has tried hard not to use his power on them. But he always stays on guard.

Being a little silent at the riots, Manuel Cesar raised his hand. Give the order to "please calm down". Friends bowed to Cesar and this man went to class because no teacher could stand his behavior. On the second floor, Cesar held the class. More precisely this entire class nobody rose to the third level because their grades were ugly and their behavior was minus. Cesar's father was one of the founders of this school, Cesar's reason was arbitrary.

Now, as the class calmed down, Archilles Lucca saw Cesar imprisoning Beatriz Ivanov on the teacher's desk using his arms. Uniform rolled in half.

Beltran Domingo's footsteps ran down the corridor toward him. Far back there Eva Romero stepped as if she were a fashion show. The girl's face was horror with very thick makeup and lots of bling around the eyes that even marked their existence when reflected in light.

"Cesar interrupted Beatriz," reported Beltran followed by a hunting breath, trying to open the classroom door.

Beltran went to the window. From behind the transparent glass can be seen how much Cesar enjoys making Beltran angry. The teenager deliberately bowed to kiss Beatriz.

"Sir, will you just watch it?" beltran Domingo tried to push the door but to no avail.

Beltran writes something on paper and sticks it on the windowpanes.

"Want a fight? Let's do!"

Cesar grinned happily, his mouth sneered and hugged Beatriz's waist tighter. Beltran is getting angry, very persistent in dealing with emotions.

Archilles Lucca shook his head, completely out of patience. He was tired of his skill in opening doors without keys, his success was clear for the whole class. Hold onto Beltran's arm as the young man is about to start a war with Cesar while his classmates start a fire. Those without distance meant now to create fights.

"Sir?!" beltran.

"You're a scholar?" archilles Lucca asked sharply while Cesar observed the two.

"Sir?!"

"My answer!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Go back to your class, now!" archilles Lucca Command. Turn to Beatriz.

"And you Miss Beatriz, please step out of my class because the class is about to begin! Release Beatriz, Cesar!" demand Archilles firmly.

"We're talking. Is it hard to see?"

"Back on your bench!"

"I'll talk to Beatriz! You continue to teach," replied Cesar stubbornly.

"Get out of my class then!" Archilles Lucca speaks coldly. Irregular grade. Students sit at the table at will.

"Oh how is this, this class is mine!"

Archilles has no other way, he may be subject to violent laws. But the principal gave Archilles the freedom to do whatever was necessary to change the class.

Put books and bags on the table. Very calmly unzip the bag and pull out the gun. His students were shocked at first. A few minutes later they laughed. Even until someone scoffs at it. The rules of this country are clear, you can't bring a gun to school.

Archilles Lucca point at the windowpanes, open fire. It does not sound at all but ....

And prang!!!

And prang!!!

Smoky snout, first glass, second broken. Bullets even smash flower pots behind the classroom. Flower pots are divided into two.

The bandits are wide-eyed. Their teacher carries a real gun and is not afraid of the rules of the country. Direct it to his student now. Prepare to pull the trigger.

Arrggghhhh!

The students ran the ridge to their respective benches. Sitting in an orderly manner, hiding under the table except for Cesar who was not afraid. Go to Cesar.

"Sit down!" nod to the bench. "Beatriz out!"

Cesar was still sturdy, his pride preventing him from complying. Archilles lost his temper, go to Cesar. His hands move very quickly. Cesar releases Beatriz to escape Archilles' blow.

Beatriz ran at Beltran who immediately took him. Close the door and leave.

One kick of the flower vase on the table was thrown. Cesar kicks back but he does not know that his teacher is a former first-rate criminal, a former gangster and a VIP bodyguard.

Ten minutes later, Cesar sat on the bench unable to wiggle in a strongly bonded state. Practically. The teenager thrashed once twice before giving up.

"You will be in prison" said Cesar angrily.

"Please!" replied Archilles Lucca indifferently.

"You brought a firearm into the classroom. You will cause trauma to your students!"

"Oh yeah? How about I add a little trauma for you, champ?" tanya Archilles pulled out a flakban, stretching it before silencing Cesar's mouth. "This is better!" add Archilles back to the teacher's desk. Look at the students one by one.

"I will listen to the good morning greetings of the teacher every morning! Am I being listened to?" ask the students.

"Yes, Sir!" answer them for losing courage.

"Eva Romero, clean your face from make up! Tie your hair and button your uniform up to your neck."

"What?!" Eva held out her two palms in disagreement.

"If I see you again untidy, you'll be standing all day at the end of the class with two hands raised up and your mouth plastered. Up to you!"

Archilles Lucca takes a look at the whole class.

"The class boss gave me the full class plan student's name. I'm taking over this whole class from now on. This class is mine, I set the rules and the one who breaks will get the reward."

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