CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Happy Over the Suffering

The night breeze hit the skin. Feels cold, even stabbing to the bone. Isabel walked slowly into the main gate of her residence. The long-spirited girl sighed as she stared at a vehicle that was familiar enough to her parked neatly in the garage.

"Ishable." The voice spontaneously caught the sense of hearing as Isabel's body just opened the door of the main house.

The girl named Isabel looked up, looking at the face of someone who a few seconds ago mentioned her name.

Steven

A plain-clothed man was sitting on the living room sofa with a girl who was none other than his half-brother, Larasati was sitting in a tight fit and was quite surprised by his sudden arrival.

Isabel did not answer. Without hesitation, he resumed his steps. Abai to the two people who are drunk with romance.

"Isabel Praja Diwangka."

Isabel stopped her steps. He took a deep breath, before turning around.

"Yes, what's wrong." Isabel looked at the figure of the girl who was now appreciating. Yes, more precisely a series of victories.

"Make us a drink" said Larasati, who unshakably rested her head on the shoulder of the stiven field.

"Lara, isn't there a waiter. You don't have to tell Abel." Steven looked uncomfortable who actually got a sharp gaze from the barrel.

"Hey, isn't he also the servant in this house? You must not have forgotten, dear?"

Steven fell silent. Isabel turned her face away. Being likened to a servant, indeed made Isabel's heart heat up. It is not unacceptable, but not that his half-brother treated him a little better than a servant even in his own house.

"What do you want for drinks?" Isabel asked in the end without looking at the two lovebirds before her.

Again, Larasati smiled obliquely.

"Em, juice. Yes apple juice. You love apple juice, baby." Lara asks Steven for his approval, even though the man is silent. "Well, make us apple juice with a watermelon mixture. Remember, do not leave the dregs also do not add sugar. Do you understand, Pe-la-yan girl?" seductive Lara half scoffed.

"Good." Isabel has passed. Longer interaction with his stepbrother actually makes old wounds that have not dried up in his heart, re-gaping.

Larasati. For the umpteenth time he really felt satisfied. For some reason, there is a satisfaction in his mind when he managed to make the heart of an Isabel hurt. From the beginning it could destroy Isabel's life was his dream and apparently his dream was really realized.

Father, the luxurious life of even the closest man Isabel managed to snatch. Great right?

Lara smiled, looking at Isabel's back who was starting to move away from her face.

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"What is Miss doing?" Train, the waiter is approaching. Find out what the lady is doing.

"Make a drink." Isabel took some apples that had been washed clean as well as pieces of watermelon that she would put into the juice maker.

"Let aunt make it." Ratih was about to take over, but Isabel resolutely refused.

"No need to bi, let me just."

"Non Lara has no heart." Ratih muttering. Retno's older sister doesn't seem to like Lara very much.

"Leave it. I was tired of arguing with him. Doesn't every one of me obey all his desires, has made his heart extraordinarily happy?.

Train just nodded. That's exactly how it is. Lara was so happy if Isabel obeyed all she said and followed all her wishes.

"Let aunt alone non," haggled Ratih when two glasses of juice were presented on the tray.

"Thank you, bi. Let Isabel just." Keep kekeh refused and bring the tray towards the living room.

Isabel gasped and quickly lowered her head when she found the two lovebirds were kissing so affectionately.

"Please." Isabel was about to turn around for a while, soon realizing that the couple had not finished even if Isabel was in front of them.

"Ehem."

"Wait."

What else.

Crabby, that's what Isabel feels. For whatever sake Isabel was fed up of being in the same room as that pair of humans.

"Thank you" said Lara as her hand gently rubbed her wet lips. The lips she just used to kiss steven.

Isabel felt nauseous, but in another corner her heart felt so tight. While in the corner of the sofa, Steven seemed to gasp. It is possible to be almost out of breath after a pleasant activity for the perverted couple.

Isabel nodded faintly and passed away. Although trying hard, but the defense shed.

In the bathroom the girl spilled all the pain. Crying, but only sobs are heard. Years of befriending wounds, got Isabel used to it.

Now the night time that most of the earth's population do to rest, now he uses to clean the house and other activities that have been burdened by his mother and stepbrother.

Arum allows Isabel to work, but with a note that the girl is not negligent on all her responsibilities. Including bathing and feeding the paralyzed Praja Diwangka.

So deft Isabel did the job. Without burden especially grumbling. The girl was so used to it. Until Lara who quietly watched while ruffled waist was fed up.

"I heard if you went back to work." Lara suddenly threw a question.

"Yes." Yeah." Cue. Isabel answered only then.

"Aren't you afraid if I go back." Isabel, who was seen darkening the dining table, stopped her activities.

"As I did a while ago." Lara laughed. It's possible to remember what happened a while ago when he asked the coffee shop owner to fire Isabel for no apparent reason.

"Wouldn't money buy everything. Including buying your own best friend's self-esteem." Lara gave a slanted smile, which made Isabel really fed up.

Money can buy everything, including a person's self-esteem. Caramel who incidentally his own best friend was hypnotized by the money sheet when Lara came and made an offer. Karamel happens to be the daughter of the owner of the coffee shop where Isabel is collecting sustenance. Karamel himself offered a job because he knew that his best friend was in economic trouble since his parents' property was controlled by his stepmother.

Isabel did not think that Caramel was weak in faith. Lara secretly offers a deal. Isabel is fired and Karamel gets rewarded with some pretty fantastic money.

At first Isabel did not know at all, but as soon as the carcass is stored, it will certainly cause a smell. Isabel did not think that her friend was weak in faith and tempted with money, even though he had to suffer the life of his own friend.

Of the various tests of life that the girl can, now makes it not so easy to trust anyone including those closest to her. Isabel slowly moved away from the surroundings. He prefers to be alone and doesn't talk much. Her jolly figure in childhood, now disappears as some parties deliberately destroy her future.

"Sure, I still remember it and will never forget it. But do you know?" Isabel stared back at Lara's face. His pink curvature reflected a thin smile. "Wouldn't an ant that keeps getting trampled get up and bite? And for yourself, at least use your common sense first before acting. Do not let just because of Obsession and emotion alone, make you washed away and even burned by the fire that will someday shackle yourself."

Weary. Tired of heart. Tired of arguing. Isabel threw away the washcloth and left immediately in front of Lara. Isabel had caught a red hue on lara's face, which the girl believed to be a blaze of rage.