Beautiful (The Queen Of Power)
Beautiful (Chapter I)
"Look at that woman, baby, just try her and be beautiful"
"If only you took care of yourself, you might be more beautiful"
"Women at this age are blooming, if you?"
All the words are really disgusting.
I don't know not want to try just that I'm tired of facial care. Coupled with my finances, it is likely impossible for me to take care of myself. Plus my face is a little sensitive.
Indeed my face is quite decent, the shape of my eyes is not large and not narrow. My eyes are a bit cat-like (not that my eyes are cat-like) and stuffed (please combine the two) . My nose is also not pugnacious and not sharp. So is the shape of my lips a little tiny, but a little wide and filled.
Although my skin is white, but my face is acne. My face is also greasy, my hair is even like a roaring lion (Please don't imagine myself roaring like a lion in a cartoon). My body is also fat, but that does not mean overweight (aka contains). Even the soles of my feet are injured because I walk a lot.
My name is Rosella Levender Anggraini. My appearance is not as beautiful as my name, maybe my parents hope that someday I will be beautiful, generous, polite and virtuous. Although I'm not sure if it will happen later. I'm an employee at the company xxxx as an accounting and economics student working class at the Mak campus.
"It's all really exhausting" I threw my body into the bed. I woke up, I forgot I had not taken a shower. Although I am not mysophobic personality, but I am most abstinent if from the outside I have not bathed not to the mattress. because the body is dirty with dust, sweat, and so forth. When I picked up my shirt, I saw the reflection of my face in the closet.
I just sighed looking at my appearance. My face is really gloomy, maybe I look old from my age."Is that so important beauty?" my question is a bit silly to answer a definite answer. And it's really stifling for me.
Never mind what I do, no use lamenting myself, do not let myself stress because of this. Soon I took a shower, after which I went to the dining room to eat. Fortunately, today's meal has been whetting my appetite. " God!! eat that much, fat pantesan" chirped my sister while taking food and weighing her. I really did hear it, but I'd rather just focus on eating than hearing it.
my sister and I are so different, she takes care of her looks. Just look at him eating pake weighed everything. Indeed, his body shape is very good, his face is smooth and his hair is also very well maintained. Because of that difference, I was always compared to my brother. And that was very annoying to me, thinking this made ***** my meal reduced.
So I immediately finished my meal and returned to the room. " Huhhh.. It really sucks! Even when I eat, I don't enjoy it." Suddenly, I heard my phone ring. Kuraih hpku and I see who's calling, "what's the phone boy?" I don't know why I got along with him. In addition to chat, sometimes we call.
" Why are you breathing out?" he was silent for a moment." I'm a little confused about it anyway, how does it feel to be digituin. Because sometimes they are also not wrong and also not right. Besides that I am a guy, so can not be rasain told to take care and groom." really nyebelin nih child, so can not be rasain, yeah I know he's a guy, not a girl or a hick.
"But it depends on you, if you think it's comfortable if you think you're like that. Don't be forced by anything, for you alone will be tormented." I fell silent, what he said was true as well." And besides if you suddenly change, do as well as you or any other woman do.." I don't feel good about it somehow.
" I can't bully you dong" I'm guessing."The resee!! I thought it was like that" he heard a satisfied laugh hearing me get upset. "Such a child!" "let's bleee.." This kid is really upsetting. "Btw why the phone?" ask me to stop her annoying laughter. " Ah, is that you have time tomorrow?" tanyakanya.
"Tomorrow I work" I replied, "What week do you work?" duuhh.I forgot tomorrow Sunday. "Oh yeah I forgot", "this base of you, like a senile grandmother. No time tomorrow?" why is this child, huh? "I think there is, why?" askaku. "Want to go to the national library? Working with campus assignments?" Oh yeah I just remembered there is a matkul english advanced paper assignment.
"What time do you want?", "At 10 a.m., we'll meet on campus". "Ok ok, I'll see you tomorrow" I hung up. At least I'm grateful that if it wasn't him I would have forgotten that college assignment. Oh yeah, that call was Kevin. He's my college friend, pretty close. But, my friend, nothing more.
Our closeness is only limited to chat, rarely close directly. Although sometimes our duties often work together in the national library. Only he and I knew we were close. The beginning of our closeness is because we both like to play games. That's why sometimes I mess with him.
When I first met, I thought he was a calm and weird guy.
Why strange? Because while gathering at the campus in preparation for ospek, he just silently watched me and the others. I was amazed why he was watching us. Then I asked my friend if he was an accounting major, too. And it turns out that he also majored in accounting.
And he joined us, though he didn't say much. He just paid more attention to us. And more strangely he often noticed me, and kevin said he used to pay attention to me because he felt strange. Why am I so stupid in appearance.
It makes sense that he thought I was weird the first time. Because compared to the others, I'm much more dull dim. Where I dress like a level unlike other students whose clothes are quite fashionable. Where the others were neat with her makeup, I was shabby because of my acne-prone and oily face.
Like seeing weeds among the flowers. But at least, after I got close to him. It turned out that Kevin was besides my best friends, who gave me encouragement about my problems. Although sometimes it is very annoying and sometimes also super annoying. I am thankful that he became my close friend. Slowly my drowsiness came, and I began to fall asleep.
