Barista Looking for Love

part 57 FIRMNESS

Pov dali's

Hearing Stella's request like that. I just kept quiet and looked at Sendu towards him, but it was not long, I looked back at my screen, saw the chat-chat yes I sent, did not show a sign of success.

"You really are! no feelings, dal!" stella said as her eyes condensed.

"Sorry Stella, I really don't have any feelings for you! you are beautiful, I am sure there are still many good men out there, who are waiting and expecting your love!" I said while putting down the phone, then holding Stella's hand, strengthening and giving understanding, so that Stella did not continue to Hope in my opinion the man, had to dare to make a decision, even though it was bitter, bitter, can't play on a woman's feelings.

"That's not a little in your heart, that loves me?" tanya Stella makes sure with eyes that are swimming with clear water, but not spilled.

"Stella, I'm sorry! I don't want to be in a relationship without feelings! I don't want to hurt you, who's been my best friend, and who Stella needs to know! when I get into a relationship, I'm going to have that relationship with the marriage bond, I've reached 30 years old, I don't want to play around anymore!" I replied slowly, so that Stella could understand, with what I said, and not hurt her heart.

Hearing my words like that, Stella just took a deep breath, releasing the burden and gusts that came out of her mouth, subtly.

"Bang!" call me the same waiter.

The person I called approached, and asked my interests to call him.

I asked for the payment details of the order I ate, After I finished counting it, I immediately paid for it.

"Come, go home!" take me with Stella, who was still silent contemplating with an empty gaze.

Stella just nodded her head, then she stood up, followed me on her way, to her car. I opened the door, so Stella could get inside.

Stella was silent, but according to her there was not the slightest bit of rejection that came out of her mouth, making me feel unwell, seeing the change in her attitude that was so frontal.

Stella is a jovial and energetic woman, but tonight such an attitude is not apparent from her. In my deepest heart I feel very guilty, having spoken honestly about my heart, she said, but I have to stay firm in the future. Stella did not continue to hope, and did not feel lied to.

"I'm sorry Stella! I don't want to hurt you!" my words were still overwhelmed by the bad taste when we were both in the car.

Stella did not reply, but there was a clear liquid flowing down her cheek, her eyes were so beautiful, just focused towards the direction of the road.

I am not heart, but I also do not want, if I have to lie to my feelings, for the sake of pleasing others.

After not getting an answer to my question, my eyes focused again, looking at the direction of the road, so that the car I drove, did not collide with other cars.

30 Minutes passed, I finally reached the gate of the door of Stella's house, which was so luxurious.quickly Bayu, as his house security, opened the door. let the car I brought, let the car, get into the carport of this luxury house.

After arriving at the carport I went down, was about to open the door again stella, but I lost quickly, Stella hunted out herself from her car.

"Stella!" call me always follow him in the back.

Hearing such a call, Stella further sped up her pace, lest I could teach her.

"Why are you crying?" asked Bu Asri, who greeted his son in front of the terrace.

Stella did not answer her mother's question at all, she continued to walk quickly, heading inwards. Seeing the change of her child like that, Asri's mother quickly followed her.

"Stella's! Stella!" Asri's mother kept calling out the name of her son, who continued to walk towards the top floor, thus making the house become rowdy.

Seen a lot of art that came out to hear the noise, so that Mr. Bagas also came out.

"What's Ri?" ask a woman in a wheelchair.

"No idea! Stella suddenly changed attitude, I want to go up first huh!" pamit Bu Asri, heedless of the woman who was there.

Mr. Bagas who was still standing in the doorway of his room, he noticed every corner of the room in his house, so that the view was fixed towards me.

Without asking first, he immediately floated a raw bogem, towards my face, making me fall to the wall of his house.

Although he was old but a healthy lifestyle, and regular exercise, so the blow still feels like a young man's punch.

"What are you doing, Stella?" snapped Mr. Bagas, while following back with an attack that landed on my face.

So as to make the atmosphere in his house, became boisterous with the cries of the household assistants, who saw me continue to be beaten, tortured out.

A few punches hit my face and body, so that fresh blood flowed from my nose, moistened my lips. I did not resist, for perhaps this was the retaliation of a decision I made, decisions that hurt his son.

"Already Sir! already!" Ms. Asri held the arm of her husband who kept beating me.

"Well? Mother Bela b4jingan t3ngik like this, Stella is our son! I should have been more of a defending child! than anyone else." Answer Mr. Bagas who threw his wife's grip.

"Mother, you can't have emotions like this! You have to know what its origin is! Who knows if it's not wrong." Bela Bu Asri with fighting spirit 45.

"Who is not emotional, when the child is just sick like this! which old man? who wouldn't be hurt?" asked Mr. Bagas as if he did not pay attention to his wife.

"Already Sir! already! sorry you could die here! if you keep hitting." hold Ms. Asri.

"Let Ma! let Him feel when he hurts our son!" yelled Mr. Chandra while throwing a kick, towards me who was already sprawled.

"Mr!" shouted Bu Asri while pushing Pak Bagas' body away from me.

"Wood! please take Dali to the nearest hospital!" The orders of Ms. Astri, sent the security guard who had been watching the incident since.

No Answer came out of Bayu, He just approached me, then carried me to the outside, then called the driver, to take me to the nearest hospital.

I was also put in the car. Bayu kept me company, taking me to the hospital, which was nearest from Stella's house.

Arriving at the hospital, I was treated quickly, so that my wounds could heal.

"Are you okay, Dal?" ask Bayu after I get the handling.

I just smiled, not answering the question of the man wearing the blue white shirt, and then I lowered my legs from the Medicine Bed.

"Where are you going?" ask Bayu.

"Back home!" my answer is short, because when my lips move a lot, it feels a little sore.

"You rest first! when you are allowed to go home, you go home!" said Bayu detained me.

I did not listen to his words, I immediately stood up, then walked with a stagger, holding his chest tight, because of the blow from Bagas. Walk outside the hospital.

Bayu who tailed me behind, he kept me from being taken care of first, but I was deaf, ignoring his request.

Arriving outside, with a face so worried, Bayu invites me to ride back to the car, which was taking me to the hospital.

"Where are you going?" ask the driver after exiting the clinic area 24 hours.

"Father once drove a girl who looked like a stella, right?" Manya make sure.

The driver just nodded, Mark confirming my question.

"Take me there! because I have important business, with the woman." I cried the same driver.