The High School Bad Boy
Part 85's. To Love, Laughter, And Happily Ever After (The End).

SORBONNE UNIVERSITY PARIS.

15 Juillets 2027.

Wulan scurryed into the spacious courtyard of the bustling blue domed building. It was looking for a tall figure that may now be wrapped in toga.

Today is Max's graduation day, and Wulan is late for her because there is something she has to do at Jean-Baptiste Say. Restrained by Madame La Principale who does not want to know about her business.

"Merde (fucking)!" it means when the figure of Max has not been found. He patted his forehead many times. How could he miss such an important moment.

"Searching?"

"Oh, Mon Dieu (yes my god)!" he said while turning his body.

Wulan raised her eyebrows. The figure of this handsome young man before him made him stupefied. Her hair that was not too long was neatly combed back, her body clad in an elegant black suit, complete with her tie.

Of course Wulan has often seen Max who has now transformed into a 22-year-old man. But today, this lover looks so charming.

"Max .. je suis desole (forgive me)." Wulan had almost forgotten her guilt towards the young man. "Flicitation (congratulations)," he said as he rushed into Max's arms. But he just hugged the young man. Due to the ignorant gazes of people who pass by around him.

"You don't want to explain why you're late? It's even too late!" max said with his sour face.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Max, I ...."

"I'm just kidding," Max cut as he chuckled.

Wulan rolled both her eyes. But he still feels guilty.

"Allez (ayo)," said Max while holding Wulan's hand. Take him out of the courtyard of the main Sorbonne building.

"Where?" ask Wulan.

"Married," Max answered lightly.

"Quoi (what)?" Wulan rounded her eyes. "You must not be careless!" his gerrick.

"I'm serious" Max said. He reached into his suit pocket and took out a small black velvet box. He opened his box containing an emerald cut solitaire ring in the shape of a diamond eye with a vintage-designed diamond cut, and knelt before Wulan.

"You're marrying me, aren't you?" max asked with his adorable face.

"What's right, Max ... You proposed to me on the side of the road like this?" Wulan pinched her forehead. Some people who were passing by gave their smiles.

"What's the difference on the side of the road, in a fancy restaurant, in a bed, in the woods? The important thing is here" Max said as he touched his chest. "Hurry up, Wulan, my knee hurts" he lamented.

Wulan sighed slowly. "I'll think about it for a while." He was shaking his lips.

"Okay, merci .. you're my fiancee now," Max got up from his kneeling position and pinned the ring to Wulan's ring finger forcefully.

"Hey, I haven't answered it .. You don't know I'm going to be. emmmh." Wulan's words came out because it was blocked by Max's lips which had now been firmly attached to his lips.

"I already know the answer," Max chuckled while holding Wulan to his car parked on the side of the road.

"So, what is needed for a wedding?" ask Max while driving his car into the highway.

"You mean the file?"

Max nodded.

"Many," replied Wulan. "Passport, My Birth Certificate, Marriage License, Unmarried Certificate or Divorce. All of that should be legalized at the Ministry of Law and Ham in Jakarta and should be translated in French" Wulan said.

Max exhaled his coarse breath. "If it's for me?"

"Passport, current address and job."

"Go to the Indonesian embassy in Paris to apply for the Certificate de Coutume. The letter will be completed in five days and we will take it to Le Mairie (town hall) with the other documents" Wulan continued. "And we should also order a date at City Hall six months in advance."

"Wow!" That's all it said from Max's mouth.

"Alors (then)?" ask Wulan. "So get married or not?"

"Our love struggle is hard enough, Wulan .. I can't give up just fighting the ridiculous files" Max joked.

Wulan smiled her happy smile. He held it tightly in one hand Max. The young man replied to her by kissing the back of his hand affectionately.

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PARIS, FRANCE.

fevrier 14 2028.

" ... on love, laughter, and happiness forever ...."

"I declare you husband and wife ...."

"Can I kiss her now?" max asked the middle-aged man in a toga uniform before him.

The man nodded.

Max looked at Wulan without blinking. This woman in front of him was the woman he had fought for the past six years, a woman who looked so beautiful with a simple vintage white dress and natural thin makeup, the woman who a few seconds ago officially became his life companion.

He gave Wulan a soft kiss witnessed by those closest to them, Ludovic, Ibu Wulan who came from Indonesia, Patrick, Adrienne, Mrs Kareem, Etienne, Frederick and Chen.

Max clasped Wulan's hand tightly, exiting the City Hall as a married couple ready to face whatever was in front of them.

This is not the end of a love story full of struggle.

This is a new round. Maintain and defend. How to fall in love many times with the same person. How to hate each other but at the same time, can not live without each other. Cussing each other, but ending the day with a warm hug.

To love, daughter and happy ever after.

THE END'S.

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