ELLA AND MICHAEL
Why Don't You Buy It?
“Why? Why are you yelling at me? That hypocritical woman who started first.”
“I don't care who started. I hate you keep making a mess.”
“Why do you keep defending him?”
“Who? I'm not defending anyone.”
“You just shouted my name. That's the sign, you're defending women***** that!”
“Do not nag. That's enough, stop it. Quickly go home.”
When Michael's going back home.
*PLAC
“Cute with me. Get out of this shabby hut. You can't stay here.”
Ella grabbed Michael's hand to keep him from leaving.
“Do not interfere!”
Michael took off Ella's hand which held her.
“I have the right to choose to stay anywhere, besides.. I am not yours, so, do not brag to anyone.”.
“Hh. Since when did you eavesdrop on my words with that damn woman?”
“I love you.”
“Start from, “I love you.”
Michael took a few dollars out of his pocket, and gave it to Ella for a taxi fare.
“This is for you. Takeit. The love you once gave me, I return it with money.”
Michael grabs Ella's hand and opens her hand, then puts the money in Ella's palm.
Michael went back inside the house, and left Ella in the yard.
Ella's ragged face was filled with deep anger and disappointment, as Michael did just that to her.
“Sial! Basic hypocrite!”
Ella threw away some of the money sheet that Michael had given her and left there on foot.
As Michael was about to return to his room, he saw Marco sitting alone on the stairs.
Marco hurried into the room, when he saw Michael going up the stairs.
Michael hurried after his brother who had already entered the room.
When Michael arrived at the room, Marco asked,
“Author Ella..”.
“Why is he wearing your shirt? Long sleeve blue shirt. Fits with anything. The Oblral at Texas Mart. It costs 10 Dollars. Buy one free one. Your shirt. I'm sure it's your shirt.”
Marco asks Michael why he loaned Ella his clothes.
“I just.. I just lent it to him, brother. Last night she was raining and didn't bring a change of clothes.”
“How about my shirt? My clothes are good too much.”
Marco doesn't take it with Michael who lent Ella his shirt.
Marco also wants his shirt or shirt also borrowed by Ella.
“I'll lend him your shirt next time. Dinosaur picture shirt.”
“Ultrasaurus for 70 Dollars. 60 Dollars is more expensive than 10 Dollars. Although more expensive is not always better.”
“Good. Next time, I'll lend that shirt to Writer Ella. I-i promise. Yes?”
Marco just nodded, then walked out of the room and left Michael alone.
Still at Jane's house, Jane is seen crying alone in her room, because of the incident she just experienced.
Jane's mother went into the room, and brought a plate of food for Jane who had not eaten anything since she came.
“Nak. Get up and eat. Crying also requires energy. Come on, quickly wake up!”
Jane's mother opened the blanket that covered Jane's entire body leaving her hair.
“I don't want to eat.”
Jane pulled back the blanket her mother had pulled.
“Gosh. He was your old schoolmate, wasn't he? The friend you brought to the restaurant first?”
“He's not my friend!” answer Jane sewot.
Jane's mother took a chair and sat down next to Jane's bed.
“What's your hair falling over a lot? Did you lose to him? You're crying because of that?”
