ELLA AND MICHAEL

You're Broken, Just Go!

“You lied. You didn't give me a severance, but instead bought me this bag and brought me here. Are you a fraud?”

Feli was also annoyed at Tom.

“Hei! I invite you to win your future!” sangkal Tom's.

“You are bankrupt, no longer need to take care of my life!” feli.

Tom stood up and,

“Hei!! Watch what you say. Who is bankrupt? There's still Ella, my greatest hope. Isn't that right, Ella?”

Tom praised Ella and knelt down hoping to get help from her.

“Come out of here! It sucks once.”

Ella threw them both out of the castle.

“Ella!”

“Why should I be the hope for your broken life?”

“Come, Ella. This all happens because..”.

“This is because of you,” cut Ella.

Tom stood up, nodded his head and,

“You're right. This is all the fault of an incompetent CEO. It's all my fault.”

“Basic bastards are not so clever,” Feli even swore at his own former boss.

“If you already know go,” Ella back to expel Tom.

“Come, Ella. Don't be so to me. Let me help you publish a new book. You even invited me to stay here. Did you forget?”

“Didn't you escape from here that night?”

Tom was silent, because he was the one who ran away at the time.

“Other people will stay here with me,” Ella continued

“Who is that? Don't tell me that male nurse.”

Ella just smiled to indicate, true Tom's words.

***

At the OLDER hospital, all the patients, nurses, doctors, and directors, were doing gymnastics together in the morning.

Likewise Michael and Jane who also participate in morning gymnastics that are carried out regularly every week twice.

Jane gives all hope for her feelings for Michael, she likes Michael for a long time, but has never expressed it even once.

After the gymnastics was finished, the patients and nurses returned to the hospital and changed their clothes that had been wet from exercise.

Marco had come to the hospital to paint on the wall, at the request of the director.

Marco began to take out the painting tools from his bag, and opened the paint lid.

Marco started mixing the colors in the paint container, and was ready to paint.

Before Marco crossed the wall with his painting tool, he was suddenly confused,

“Not this. No.”

Marco changed his paintbrush again with another color, then tried again.

“Not this either. What color green fit?”

Marco looked very confused and nervous, then took down his painting tools.

“Gosh. Not really.”

The new director changed clothes and cleaned himself, seeing Marco who was confused to start the painting.

He went down the stairs and approached Marco.

“Gosh. All those starts were hard, Marco. After taking the first step, everything becomes easy.”

“Gosh. No.”

The director took a brush and dipped it on green paint, then crossed the wall that made Marco gawk, because he did not agree with his will.

“Now it's time for the painter to use his skills.”

The director returned the brush to Marco's painting table.

“No! Can't! You're evil!”

*BLAKKK!!!

Marco took back the brush the director was wearing, and pointed it at the director's face, which made the director's face full of green paint.

“Gosh. I'm sorry, Marco. I don't know, if you wouldn't like it.”

The director ran away from Marco.

“No. Unshouldn't. Why are you so. Comehere! How naughty of you!”