
Valerie was walking hastily towards the teacher's room. After arriving at the door, he heard the excitement from the teachers who were talking about abuse cases. "I agree! He deserves to be punished!" one teacher told another teacher.
"Yes! You right! But, I think it's all going to be impossible. Paul is the son of the chairman of the school's owner committee. No one would dare to disturb him" said one of the other teachers.
"Really! If allowed to continue, he will increasingly act arbitrarily," continued one of the other teachers.
"Yancy! What do you think of your student's behavior?!" another teacher asked Nancy Whiteman, who was Paul's homeroom teacher.
"I agree with you too. But, how else? Even the boy had been ditching for two days. We can't do anything else if he's not at this school" Nancy said. He then looked at Valerie who was walking towards her chair.
"Valerie! Is it true, your sister has been a victim of Paul's abuse?" ask Nancy.
Valerie tried to stay calm. He then sat in his chair compiling student data files. "Yes! I don't think about his actions .. but you don't have to worry. My sister has improved," Valerie replied with a hint of resentment in her heart.
"Thank God that's the case .. Do you have no intention of reporting it to the police?" ask Nancy again. He felt empathy for what had happened to Valerie's sister.
"No. That will only further complicate things. Let the child regret his own actions" Valerie replied with a sincere heart.
Herman who heard the conversation, became annoyed. "Valerie, you take it easy. I'll look for him and teach him a lesson" Herman said as he walked to the door and left the teachers. His hands were always clenched, from the moment he heard their conversation from the beginning.
Herman was a first-class gym teacher. His body was as strong as a military soldier. He also served as a teacher of athletic exkul very minimal members.
One thing that is hated by him, namely the lack of school achievement in the field of sports. That is what makes it very hard and disciplined, in providing sports material to all his students. In fact, he did not hesitate to slap Roman, who was talking to Valerie when she returned home from school yesterday.
(Congrion ... Tringgc ... Tringg ..).
The bell rings a sign that school activities have begun. The first hour will be filled with sports activities, for all first-graders.
Herman then rushed to the school sports hall, waiting for the arrival of the students, who would get guidance on sports materials from him.
...*** Child Student Changing Room ***...
Roman could not help his embarrassment, having become the center of attention of the students. Starting from passing through the classroom hallway, until arriving in class 1A, Valentine never let go of his hand on Roman's hand. Alright. If it pleased her, then I would let her act as she pleased, Roman's inner self while wearing her training clothes.
"Roman! Don't forget! After the gym, pick me up as class president" said Kevin Shearer, a classmate of Roman's.
Kevin is looking for support for all 1A students, in order to choose him as class president. He is very cheerful and ambitious. However, if anyone tries to block his ambition, he will not hesitate to drop the self-esteem of the person.
"Yes! If that's what you want, I'll choose you" Roman concluded as he walked to the locker room door, after putting on his training clothes.
Kevin then switched his conversation with another student. He was very ambitious in seizing the position of 1A class leader.
Kevin was blonde, with a height that was less than five centimeters from Roman's height. He is the eldest son of a famous banker in the city. His family has been in the banking business for decades.
...*** sports Building ***...
All the first-class students have moved out of the women's locker room. They then flocked to the sports hall, and fused with all the male students who had attended the building.
Herman found all the students, had been present swarming the sports hall. Then he stood in front of them. "All right, everybody! I am Herman Timothy, who will be your gym teacher! It is expected that in my lineage, no one disputes or makes a scene! Discipline is one thing I expect from you!" herman introduced himself.
He immediately stared, one by one all the students who attended the sports hall. "Everything!!! Form your ranks, quickly!!! Stacking up neatly!!! Don't stray from the line!!!" herman cheered fervently, folding both his hands in front of his chest.
All the students formed a line according to their class. Roman also filled the ranks of 1A male students, right behind Kevin. It was next to Valentine who also filled the ranks of 1A female students.
There are twenty rows formed in the order of classes. One class forms two rows according to gender. The number of rows formed by first-graders, signifies how wide the sports building is.
They also felt tense with Herman's cheers, which were so jarring in the ear. All became quiet without giving the slightest movement. Not a few of the students who have been sweating coldly, before the start of sports activities.
Herman then walked through the gap of the line of disciples. It pays attention to the accuracy and neatness of the lines formed by them.
His gaze was immediately fixed on Roman, who was standing while looking ahead. A—that's it?! ... Hmm, maybe it's time for me to teach him a lesson! I will judge how strong he is, in the face of the rigors of my guidance! inner Herman while smiling grinned.
"Everything!!! Form a push up position !!! Don't move before you take my cue!!!" herman exclaimed with a fiery cheer.
They quickly obeyed Herman's orders. "Good! Keep holding that position" said Herman as he walked towards the 1A class line, which had been doing push-up poses.
He approached Roman and sat on the boy's back intentionally. Herman still remembered who had upset him. And Roman, is one of them. "Shut up and hold! Don't let your body touch the floor!" he said with an annoyed face.
Roman also moaned in pain, because he was holding the weight of the burden given by Herman's body. "P-sir Herman .. b-b-haat!" he said stammeringly while holding tightness in the chest.
"I told you, shut up! No complaining! Or I break your back," snapped Herman with a face of wrath, looking back at Roman's groaning face.
In order to avoid Herman's threat, Roman inevitably obeyed his words. He tried to stay calm, even though the burden on his body was getting heavy. The boy tried his best to keep his body from touching the floor.
Valentine who saw him stood up. "Pak Hermaan! Don't treat Roman like that!" reprimanded with an annoyed face while standing in front of Herman. He did not accept his girlfriend to be treated arbitrarily.
"Let it be Valentine! K-back .. to your position," Roman looked as he endured the pain, which was clearly on his face. He also did not want Valentine to be a victim of impingement, annoyed Herman.
"R-Romeaan ...." Valentine felt sorry for the condition of his heart. His heart was broken when he saw Roman remain steadfast, in the face of Herman's heinous treatment.
Valentine was back in line and formed a push-up position. His tears slowly fell on the floor, unable to see the lover, oppressed arbitrarily.
Herman then grinned, staring at the lowered Valentine. Who is that girl? Is this boy's girlfriend? How dare they date in this school environment! Just look! I'll make her cry even more because I saw her lover suffer! inner Herman with all the evil intentions in his heart.
Herman then cheered. "Everything!!! For women!!! Push up a hundred times!!! ... And men!!! Push up two hundred times!!! Perform Push up moves while simultaneously counting, your number of moves!!! Start it!!!" herman cheered in a very loud tone, to echo throughout the corner of the sports building.
"One!!! Duaa!!! Thiga!!! Why!!!" cheer all students in unison, while doing push-ups.
Not a few of the students of other classes, who glanced towards Roman. Many questions arise in their minds, about the students of class 1A. Even so, they remained focused on carrying out the instructions given by Herman.
...****************...
Roman did not expect, if he would receive a very heinous treatment. However, he remained persistent in doing push-ups, even though he had to carry a body load that was twice as heavy, than his body load.
"Do it quickly!!! Simultaneously!!! Don't let anything get left behind in the count!!! Or I won't hesitate to increase your number of moves!!!" snapped Herman with a fiery cheer.
"Duuua!! Nuovaa .. saaatuu!! D-duuaa .. duuaa!!" Roman's cheers became slow and lagged behind the rest of the students. His movements were completely weakened, as a result of bearing the heavy weight that his body was carrying.
Valentine immediately glanced at Roman with puffy eyes. He continued to cry, because he could not bear to see Roman being treated unfairly by Herman. Roomaaan .. fight meang, his mind while biting the lower lip.
Finding Roman's movement slowing down, Herman was furious. He then looked at the child's body, grinning. "Come on! Hurry on! You're a man, aren't you?! Has your father taught you to be a loser?! Ahhhhh!!!" snapped Herman in a loud voice.
Roman fell silent, stopping his movement. Anger instantly rose within him.
"Hey! You are! Why just shut up! Do you want to make your father ashamed of your weakness?! Ahhhh!!!" Herman again snapped at Roman in a louder voice.
His anger exploded. His blood immediately boiled. His heart became angry, upon hearing the words of Herman, who repeatedly vilified his late father. Kuuurang haaajar kauuu!!! his mind with a face full of anger.
"Dammit!!! Are you deaf?! If I were your father, I wouldn't hesitate to throw you as far away as possible!!! Because you are just a weak child!!! Cepaat move!!! What losers!!!" hardik Herman's. He really has passed.
Hearing Herman's insults, Roman boarded the apoplexy. The flames of anger in his heart grew increasingly fiery. His eyes widened, his brows furrowed. His teeth were bluffing loudly, his body was trembling as well. Roman became angry with his anger. He did not accept Herman rebuking him, with the concern of his late father.
The entire veins on his face, hands, and feet thickened violently. His heart beats very fast. His hands clenched tightly, until Roman rested on the fists of both hands. He suddenly released all the energy in his body, to do push-ups as quickly as possible. Roman did not even pay attention to the weight of Herman's body he was carrying.
"Two three!!! Two four!!! Two five!!! Two Six!!! Two seven!!! Two eights!!! Two nines!!! Thirty!!!" roman cheer with all his might. He also almost followed the count of all students who were reaching the count of forty.
Herman was shocked, as Roman moved his body up and down very quickly. K-this power?! Impossible! He's really strong! his mind is dumbfounded.
"Four Limaaa!!! Four enaaam!!! Four directions!!!" The cheers of the entire disciple, almost arrived at the count of fifty. While Roman, following from the count of 30.
"Haha!!! Good one!!! This is what I expect from you!!! Your father would be proud!!!" I don't know what made Herman deliberately ignite the fire of emotion in Roman's heart. He didn't even know the truth about Roman's late father at all.
Roman is really the wrath of his semurka murkana. He did not accept with all the insults and insults that increasingly concerned his late father. Youuu bastard!!! You are not who I am and my family is!! Don't insult my father!!! I hate you!! I hate you!! Aaaaaaaaaar!!! her mind while accelerating the push up movement.
"Five fiveaa!!! Five enaaam!!! Five directions!!!" the cheers of the entire disciple almost arrived at the count of sixty. While Roman, with his incredible speed and athletic body toughness, has reached the count of a hundred.
"One hundred!!! Two hundred!!! Hundred three!!! Four hundred!!!" cheers with passionate emotions.
Herman's insults, have opened the gates of vengeance in Roman's heart. He will never forgive anyone who has dared to offend him. For mama!!! For Natasha!!! For Father!!! And for Valentine!!! I will protect them from all insults!!! Hermaaaaaan!!! You have underestimated me!!! inner Roman, with a tempestuous spirit.
The entire female disciple had come to the last count. As for the entire male disciple, it was almost upon the count of 140. Valentine was also stunned, seeing how tough the lover, whose speed of push-up movements, was beyond ordinary human expectations.
"One hundred nine five!!! One hundred nine six!!! One hundred nine seven!!! One hundred nine eight!!! One hundred nine nine!!! two hundred!!!" Roman slammed his back up, which sent Herman bouncing forward.
(Shelf !!!)
Luckily Valentine managed to avoid it, so Herman dropped his face, right on the hard wooden floor. "Bigcum!!!" lirih Herman groaned in pain.
Hundreds of first-class students who witnessed it, were also stunned not to be confused. Except, class 1A students. They felt angry with Roman who had done an irreverent act against Herman. "Roman! What have you done to Mr. Herman!" scold Jason Carragher, who is Roman's classmate.
Jason is a very talented student in the field of basketball. He often won inter-school basketball championships during Junior High. His father and mother were retired basketball athletes.
Roman who had stood up also found the collar of his training shirt, tightly grasped by Jason's hand. "Suckers! Do you want to drop your teacher's pride?!" scold Jason with an annoyed face.
(Bugh!)
Valentine hit Jason as hard as he could. Jason then fell sprawled because he could not resist the pain that attacked his waist. "You're the jerk! Keep your hands off Roman! If you dare to touch it again, then I will deal a blow that hurts even more!" threaten Valentine while pointing at Jason's face.
Valentine was not in touch with Jason's actions, which had misjudged Roman. Instead of being concerned about Roman, he defended Herman, who clearly showed his hostility towards Roman. That makes Valentine even more hateful, with people who always demean his beloved lover.
"Roman! Let's go to the teacher's room! I'm sure brother Valerie will protect us" exclaimed Valentine, clasping Roman's hand tightly.
Roman also followed Valentine's footsteps, who rushed to the teacher's room. The hand that tightly grasps his hand, is really a very dear hand and cares about his condition.
~To be continued~