The High School Bad Boy

The High School Bad Boy
Chapter 43. I Miss You Like Hell.



It's been two days that Max hasn't seen Wulan at all at school. He tried to stop himself from ignoring it. But it felt very difficult for him not to find out about his Master Mother. He finally asked Miss Adrienne. Although he could have come to Wulan in his apartment. However he did not want to upset Wulan again if he suddenly appeared.


Wulan's sick. That's the information she got from Miss Adrienne. And he had to face the woman's probing gaze.


And here it is this morning. At the door of Wulan's apartment with a box of beef bourguinon he bought from a small restaurant in the Stalingrad area.


After waiting for a few minutes from his first knock on the gray-painted door, it finally slowly opened from the inside. Presenting the figure of Wulan with a tangled face and hair tied just like that. Looks messy. His slender body was clad in a long sweater of cream color, black leggings and warm boots of wool material.


He was surprised to see Max. Moreover, his appearance was very bad that made him nervous.


"Miss ... I heard you were sick." Max's face hinted at worry. "I brought you breakfast."


Wulan. Either to hide his nervousness or his throat was indeed itchy. He opened the door wide and let Max in.


Max rushed towards the kitchen and picked up the plate and moved the beef bourguinon from the box onto it. Then he grabbed a thick glass and filled it with tap water. He put a glass of water in the microwave and warmed it for a minute and a half. He put everything he had prepared on the table.


Wulan just stood around while folding her arms in front of her chest.


"You haven't had breakfast, have you, Miss?" max asked as he gestured Wulan to sit in front of him.


"Merci" said Wulan lirih. He looked at the pieces of beef and carrots with a dark brown sauce that covered the mashed potatoes underneath.


He felt his eyes begin to heat up. The angle has also condensed. He was sad, moved, longed, and felt guilty for the young man before him.


"Max ...." Wulan got up from her seat. Turn around the table and stand in front of Max who immediately followed him standing up.


No wind without rain, Wulan smashed Max's chest and put his head there. He sobbed slowly. The surprised Max briefly raised both hands before hesitating he hooked both hands on Wulan's back and hugged his Master Mother tightly.


"Je suis desole pour la derniere fois (i apologize for that time)," Wulan lirih said on the sidelines of his sobbing.


"Hey, c'est pas grave (it's okay) ...." Max tightened his embrace on Wulan. Until he can feel the high temperature of Wulan. "Miss ... finish your breakfast, okay?" He slowly let go of his embrace and saw Wulan's puffy face. "Don't cry" he said, rubbing Wulan's cheek. "Your face is so ugly" he chuckled then.


Wulan's lips are throbbing. Then hit Max's shoulder slowly. He wiped away the rest of his tears with the back of his hand wrapped in a sweater. Oh, he's so happy to hear again the child's mischievous babble.


"You're not going to school?" asked Wulan while eating her breakfast.


"No. I wonder where Wulandari Laksana went."


Wulan chuckled at hearing her full name being called by Max with a funny-sounding pronunciation.


"It turns out he was sick. That's a pity," he murmured.


"Help me, Max," said Wulan as he filled his spoon with chunks of meat. Makes Max squint his forehead. "Help me finish the breakfast" he continued, thrusting a spoon into Max's mouth. Making the young man smile and accept Wulan's bribe. One mouthful of two mouthfuls, alternating between each other, until the plate was empty.


"Let me just." Max prevents Wulan from cleaning the dishes and glasses.


Wulan looked at the back of Max who stood facing the sink and was busy washing some additional dishes left on his clothes yesterday and last night that had not been touched. A long sleeved shirt rolled over the elbow makes the child look .. sexy?


He held his smile. Then dismissed the strange thoughts that began to hit his head.


When he felt his body shivering again in the cold, he got up from the chair and stepped into his room. Leaving Max to finish his activities.


Having a fever in the winter is amazing.


Max emerged from behind the door carrying a cup of warm tea. He put it on the nightstand and then sat on the edge of the bed.


"Ca va (are you okay)?" ask Max while stroking Wulan's feet under the blanket.


"Oui, oui, ca va (yes, yes, I'm fine)."


Max shifted his seat closer to Wulan's head, then stroked her Master Mother's face gently.


"You don't mess around, Max," Wulan said without rejecting the young man's hand.


Max wettest. "What do I want?"


"Not knowing."


"Yes, if you allow me to .. emmm ...." Max lowered his fingers stroking Wulan's neck.


"From you!" exclaim Wulan with a raucous voice.


Max looks happy and brings himself closer to Wulan.


"Auch!" she shrieked when Wulan pulled her hair hard.


"Bad boy!" Wulan's mouth curses, but her heart feels warm. His smile was unceasingly on his lips.


Max grimaced while stroking his head. "Miss ... would you like me to hug you?"


Wulan. "No need. I know what you're thinking."


"Oh my God, Miss .. I didn't mean anything. Just offering a hug. You look cold. The heater is not working properly," he said, pointing to a medium-sized box-shaped object resembling a sound system in the corner of the room.


Wulan rolled both her eyes. He knew very well there was nothing wrong with the heating of the room.


"I promise I won't be around" Max said, brandishing his index and middle fingers and putting on his plain face.


Then without waiting for Wulan's approval, Max climbed into the bed and slipped into the blanket, positioning himself behind Wulan.


"Excuse me, Miss," she said, clutching her chest against Wulan's back and carrying the tiny body into her arms. "Don't refuse, Miss. It's just a kindness I'm offering you" she said.


Wulan was only able to close her eyes. He even dissolves with Max's treatment which he really can not resist. The gentle breath that hit his nape even made his body warm up.


Like an antidote, coming into contact with Max made his fever gradually subside.


"I miss you like hell" Max whispered, making him unable to help his smile.


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