CELEBRITIES ARE NOT ARTISTS

ACCOUNTABILITY

The sound of high heels echoed into the hospital, the clock was over but Weni still visited without a care if not allowed to enter.

Arriving at the intended room just silent at the door, do not know how to say sorry.

The knocking of the door sounded, the knob of the door opened. Bian stared at the door, looking at the feet that were using high heels, miniskirts and clothes that looked central.

"Good night, Mr. Bian, I have come not planning to serve you only to visit at Isel's will." Weni stepped into the bedroom bed to see the woman who had been unconscious for three days.

Bian's hand was still clasping tightly, feeling satisfied for three days could express his heart even though he did not get any response.

"Thank you for the help, if you're not the one giving the information, it won't work." Bian smiled slightly looking at his mother.

Weni sat on the sofa, putting down the food she was carrying. Staring at the back of Bian who refused to leave his mother.

"I think you're crazy too" Weni muttered making Bian turn his head.

Slowly the grasp of the hand opened, Bian stepped closer to Weni who was looking at him very sharply.

A cynical and evil smile is seen, Bian's life is destroyed started by the Weni family. She couldn't have lost her mother if the bastard woman who gave birth to Weni was present.

"I'd love to eliminate you, but it's happier to see you don't have anyone."

"Do as you please, I told you from the beginning if you don't care." Weni lies to Isel if Bian obliterates her family, but instead if Bian's life is ruined due to the seizure of property.

Bian's laughter sounded, Weni had already begun to dare not show any fear anymore. Unlike a few months ago when I was scared when I knew the truth.

"I want to see you die horribly, just like your current condition," threatened Bian.

Weni's head nodded, she had already resigned herself and did not care anymore about her life and death.

His arrival was not to comfort, but to usher in life to penetrate past mistakes.

The food that Weni brought was thrown to scatter, Bian asked her to pick her up by mouth.

"Do my orders." Weni's hand was pulled, then thrown to the floor.

Without a care, Weni stood up again directly sitting on the sofa. Don't want to follow Bian's orders.

"I won't lick like a dog, never will. I'd rather die than look low." The sharp eyes still held firm.

Bian's laughter sounded, what a unique woman beside him who could not be ruled. To die honorably is far better than to beg for mercy.

"You don't want to do it?"

"No way," Weni replied calmly.

The hair was immediately grabbed, Weni's head was pushed to the floor. Weni's grip was strong, restraining herself from getting provoked by emotions.

"Why should I do it, when I never treated your mother like this. If my mother's wrong then look for her in the grave, not for me." Weni's head banged on the floor, Bian immediately stood up stepping towards her Mama.

In the heart of Weni cursed Bian, standing back to tidy up his hair that should not be messy.

"Well hear what the woman said, shall I send her to the grave to claim her mother?"

"Oh no need, I will die another fifty years, maybe first you die of old." Weni combed her tangled hair.

Bian's head was shaking, no wonder Isel the mad woman of his friendship was no less crazy.

"Be quiet here," ordered Bian who stepped away to look for fresh air as it felt tight to see Weni's face.

The door opened, Bian was shocked to see someone sitting in the waiting room. Dean's head was raised handed over the food parcel.

Without taking a word, Dean walked ahead of Bian who was holding food.

"When did you come?" Bian followed the footsteps of the young prosecutor who was still wandering through the middle of the night.

"Some time after Weni came in, let's just say I didn't hear anything." Dean came home because his wife was waiting.

Bian's call rang out, asking Dean to give him some time to chat.

"Can we talk for a second?"

"Sure, get down to the park." Dean and Bian get off in the elevator. (the name is pretty much the same, author salfok.)

In the park Bian took out a drink that was brought, gulped it because he felt stressed seeing Weni's behavior.

"Facing a model woman he must be extra patient, you can not be treated harshly because it can be a stone." Dean had felt that by overcoming Isel since childhood, he from the age of three had liked to beat, until adulthood his attitude did not change.

Isel once said he had four friends, but Dean did not know the other. When he was young, Isel told him there was a friend who lived a simple life, asked Dean to give a sum of money every month, and there were two friends who were rich, but not happy.

"That simple woman Vio, I gave a scholarship to Vio even if she was stupid, but I wouldn't know her face. Isel asked the martial arts master to teach them to fight so that his three friends could save themselves."

"Who is the loudest?"

"Isel and Weni, if Isel is formed from great people, while Weni is formed with a strong mentality. You won't be able to bully her." Dean knew he had no right to interfere, but Weni's words were not right.

Even though Bian hates Weni so much don't blame her, but her past because she herself doesn't know what happened. Since he was born, chaos has occurred.

"You're blaming me?"

"No, I'm just advising you not to regret it. What happened is not necessary to reply, but accept," said Dean who asked Bian to accept not blame.

If it continues to ignite her shattered life, the more Weni is hurt the more painful memories will continue to unfold.

"Pardon is not easy Bian, but use logic. If you're in Weni's position, how do you survive?" Dean apologized if he talked a lot just trying to change his mindset.

Bian's smile was visible, he didn't know what to say, Dean understood his deeply hurt mind.

Every day to see her Mama was heartbroken, but there was nothing she could blame.

"I'm satisfied to see she's not crying."

"She cried Bian, but not in front of you. A woman is independent not because she is strong, but her mentally shaken." Dean was very sure Weni was crying, but Bian did not need to see her.

"You know where it came from? Isel is like that too?"

"Who dares to bang Isel's head so, he dies my hand?" Dean kicked Bian's leg in shock.

Just imagine not being able to, let alone seeing directly. Let alone Isel banged, abrasions also can not.

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