Beauty To You's

Love and Hate

**Before reading, Yuk Votenya.

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"Kok can a rich ugly girl get into this school?"

Beauty heard it very clearly. A liverache? of course. Which girl does not feel hurt when she hears this?

But again Beauty chose silence for him, against every diatribe, there would be no benefit either.

Beauty returned to her class with a suspension letter she had just received from the principal directly. He breathed a heavy sigh thinking what to say to his mother?

At the classroom door, Bella was perched like a Queen who was happy to win the war. He looked at Beauty with a face of pity. The pity that scoffed. The lazy beauty saw Bella's victory chose to duck and pass her just like that until finally, Beauty hit someone again.

"I'm sorry" he told someone he hit.

"Ck! ****." describe the person Beauty hit.

Beauty looked up at a man with maximum good looks standing in front of him. Just to blink, he couldn't. His heart was beating faster than usual, there was something different and quite strange. Beauty doesn't like this.

"Lo, Beauty?" the man asked, making Beauty nod quickly.

"Gue Ansell" said Ansell making Beauty gaping. During this time, Beauty often heard about Ansell's matchless good looks. And it turns out, it is true.in fact, when battered like this Ansell still looks handsome.

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Beauty muttered indistinctly from earlier. He wondered to himself what he felt when he saw Ansell. People say, first sight love is there. But, it can not be trusted by Beauty.so the girl always denies her feelings.Not want, but according to him love and hate are only limited to hallucinations. So that what he believes is what will happen.

As he raged with his own thoughts, the sound of his mother deafened Beauty. His heart immediately beat faster imagining what punishment he would receive from his mother.

"Bee, here you are!" the voice of Madam Marcellen, her mother Beauty echoed throughout the room.

With a heavy heart, Beauty approached Mrs Marcellen who was in the family room. Seen his mother who was sitting casually in the seat of his greatness - a chair with a dominant silver color that is striking in the middle of the room. "What's the mah?" ask Beauty.

With a stir, Mrs Marcellen pelted Beauty using a sofa cushion around her. Some were on target and the rest missed. Shortly after the couch cushions ran out, Mrs Marcellen threw a vase at Beauty with a hunt. And the vase was right on target. Beauty's right hand was bleeding from it. But, Madame Marcellen did not care about it at all. If it had been like this, Beauty was sure that the suspension letter had been received by her mother.

"Basic is shameless! An ugly girl like you still dares to fight with the headmaster's son?!" snapped Madame Marcellen. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, his speech was as sharp as a dagger, and his jaws as hard as steel stared at his daughter's face.

"I'm sorry." - Beauty, without looking at her mother.

"I'm sorry you're useless. So embarassing! fortunately, no one knows that you are my son." said Mrs Marcellen.

"You don't let me leave the room for 2 days" she continued before leaving Beauty .

Beauty went up the stairs, climbed it and entered her private room on the second floor. The softpink room is quite spacious with queenbed in the middle of the room.

After locking the door, he sat down weakly while sobbing. How long will his mother hate him? Until when will he be considered a stepson by his only family? His physique is not as beautiful as others, but can't his mother not care about it?

"Hiks... I love mama."

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Ansell's car splits the streets into one of the city's luxury homes. His car stopped at the 3-story luxury house he had occupied since he was born in the world. A house with a very comfortable wooden feel occupied by his extended family. The large wooden door opened just after he got off his black car. He was greeted by his little angel who had been waiting since.

"Abang... "the cry of the 15-year-old boy made Ansell smile.Ansell immediately crouched down, equalizing his height with the boy. His right hand hugged the little girl and his left hand held the donut box.

"In brother's hands, Lizzy's favorite donut huh?"ask Lizzy, the little girl who became the encouragement of his life.

Ansell nodded making Lizzy cheer in excitement. The girl in front of him should be old enough. But, because of the disorder suffered mental Lizzy like a 5-year-old boy. And Ansell doesn't care about that. All he knew was that the little girl was his beloved sister. Ansell smiled warmly as the tiny hand grabbed her and led Ansell into the mansion on Virasta Street number 16.

entering the living room, they were greeted by Mr. Lawson and Mrs Alesha who were making out on the sofa while watching TV. Ansell, who was carrying Lizzy, approached her parents and sat there.

"Romantics are these sisters?" seduce Alesha while kissing Lizzy who is in Ansell's arms now.

"Aren't you fighting again, huh?" alesha asked as she looked at the cuts and bruises on Ansell's handsome face.

Ansell smiled broadly. "Regular, young man. If not gini ntar spelled pansy mah."

"Huh, it's out there snobs hit it right here. The turn at home, the same little mistress this one is losing." quipped her father while pinching both cheeks of adorable Lizzy.

Ansell kissed Lizzy's head. "The end of this one mistress is very funny anyway well, if you do not care for Ansell not given to eat. How's dong?"

Lizzy chuckled at hearing that. He kissed Ansell's cheek many times and hugged her affectionately. Truly, the person Ansell cared about the most was her family.

"Don't fight, ntar scolded the same rich witch in the fairy tale book that Lizzy read at that time." said Lizzy while stroking the scar on Ansell's face.

Ansell grimaced in pain, then returned smiling. "Oh yeah? The witch is pretty? If it's beautiful, brother be a girlfriend."

Lizzy shook her head quickly. "No! lizzy's boyfriend's brother, let's have another girlfriend."Everyone who heard him laughed.

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