The High School Bad Boy
Chapters 13. Fais Attention, Wulan (Hate, Wulan)!

Wulan walked back and forth - barren in her room. His chest was still pounding loudly. Sometimes he took a deep breath while holding his chest.

Either because of an unexpected encounter with Pierre that made him depressed, anxious and panicked like this, or because of the lack of wisdom Max who kissed him suddenly.

Wulan gnashed - bit her nails. Then a few moments later he pinched his forehead. Not long after he hugged his stomach.

He threw his body on the bed. Lying on her back looking at the sky - the sky of her room. Pierre's face flashed through his mind. The man managed to achieve his happiness, along with the woman he might have been craving all along.

Wulan started to turn back time. His acquaintance with Pierre from an online dating site led him to several meetings with the ash-eyed man. Pierre came to Indonesia to see him. He fell in love. Hugely. Until he nodded in agreement as soon as the man proposed to him after a year of relationship. He made a promise to live with Pierre at the altar. Give his whole life to the romantic French man.

Setting foot in La Republique, Lyon became the city of choice to repeat their wedding vows. On a beautiful summer day.

One year together, Pierre began to show a drastic change in attitude. Whether due to stress with his office work or boredom, Pierre began to show his temperament. Trivial problems can lead to bruising - bruising on Wulan's face. Love makes him stupid. Makes weak. As bad as Pierre treated him, he was never able to step away.

He loved Pierre very much and kept pinning his hopes on him. It was only a year ago that Pierre left. Makes it really bad. He felt failed. Even to return to Indonesia, he could not. It is the backbone of the family. During his life together, although Pierre treated him badly, fortunately he was still responsible for providing financial support to Wulan, which he always sent to his family in Indonesia.

And, two weeks ago, a piece of paper from the Nantes City High Court, made her officially widowed. None of his family knew about his divorce from Pierre.

Not yet when they know, maybe.

Wulan rubbed her face rough. Breathe deeply to make himself calmer.

Now it was the shadow of Max's face, the bad boy who passed through his mind without permission.

What the boy thought when he kissed him in front of Pierre. Does he really just want to help her? So that he does not look like a loser in front of the man who has overturned his world.

Or is it?

Ah, C'est possible (ah, not mumgkin).

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JEAN LYCEE - BAPTISTE SAY, SURESNES.

"Miss!"

Max runs around chasing after Wulan's steps who just entered the school's main door. He grabbed Wulan's arm when the beautiful woman just turned to him at a glance and resumed her footsteps through the corridor.

"I'm sorry, Miss," he said as Wulan stood before him. "I don't mean anything. Just wanted to help you. The idea of kissing you just crossed."

"Thank you, Max," Wulan said. Then turned around to leave Max.

"Wait, Miss!" he grabbed Wulan's arm. But soon he was pushed slowly.

"What else?" ask Wulan coldly. It felt like he was still upset with this blue-eyed boy in front of him.

"We're going to Le Marais this weekend. There's something I want to show you."

Wulan squinted her eyes. Staring at Max full of sightseeing.

"D'accord (okay)?"

Wulan thought for a moment. And then take his breath in - deep. Max's blue eyes looked at him with a pleading gaze. Wulan.

"Okay."

Max smiled broadly as he stepped back and turned his body away from Wulan.

Wulan. He was still standing while looking at Max's back which began to move away.

"Hmm .. has started to get familiar with the bengal boy apparently."

Adrienne who appeared out of nowhere made Wulan aghast. He just chuckled at his fellow teacher.

"Attachment to students. Isn't that the job of a teacher?" wulan Sahut.

"Yes, of course. But Max? Damien just gave up on it."

"I'm trying to establish good communication with Max, and the other students here."

"Hmm . I think it's better that you become the Teacher of Counselors" quipped Adrienne.

Wulan looked up as she opened the door of the Master Room. He greets Paul and Monique, then steps up to his desk followed by Adrienne.

"Or don't don't don't the kid like you, Wulan," Adrienne half-whispered.

Wulan rounded her eyes to hear Adrienne. He shook.

"Be careful, Wulan. Don't let you get caught up in a romance drama with your own students."

"You're kidding me" Wulan said.

"I'm serious, Wulan. Hmm . I had to tell you this."

"What's that?" Wulan shifted her seat closer to the seat Adrienne was sitting in.

"It's about Damien" Adrienne said. " The case happened a year ago. The school is aware of his forbidden relationship with a student from the 11th grade."

Wulan put on her serious face. Waiting for Adrienne to continue her story.

"I call it a forbidden relationship because it is here the rules, it is not allowed for a Teacher to have a relationship with a Disciple who can be said to be a minor. That includes sexual violence in the eyes of the law. They actually do it on the basis of liking. It's gonna be a scandal here."

Wulan nodded - nodding.

"Damien was almost fired. But somehow he ended up just being given a warning letter. Maybe because he has a family who is a share holder at this school," said Adrienne. "Nepotism!" continued.

"Wow, what kind of Instructor is he," murmured Wulan. He remembered Max's words about his dislike of Damien. Maybe that's the reason.

"Murid who's involved with Damien's case is still at this school?" ask Wulan curiously.

Adrienne nodded. "Yes, one class with Max. Her name is Nadia Kareem."

Back Wulan nodded - nodding. Of course he knew that disciple named Nadia Kareem.

"Be careful, Wulan. Don't get you involved in cases like Damien and Nadia."

"Just calm down." Wulan patted - pat Adrienne's arm slowly. "It will never happen. In love with my own students? Just imagining it feels weird."

Adrienne throbbed while raising both of her hands.

"Anything can happen, Wulan. I was just warning you. You don't want to lose your job, do you?"

Wulan smiled. Of course not.

"Bon, ben (alright). I have to get into class. Until later, Adrienne," said Wulan, rising from her seat and stepping out of the Master Hall.

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La Republic - A nickname for the country of France.