Flower Seller Girl

Revenge

Lily came into a room. It was forbidden for the girl to remain insistent. His head for defiance on Dion seemed to be starting to grow. Although Dion put on a stern and menacing face, Lily did not tremble. Lily was already used to that attitude and cold face.

For all he knows, he's already part of this family. So he has the right to just know the contents of every corner in this house. Nor would he tear it apart, just look at it.

“What space is this, Mas?”

“Karaoke room,” replied the man judas. Still upset that Lily came in. His hands are picking up books.

“I guess library.”

“Udah knows it's still going,” ketus the man again without turning his head.

Yes, it is guaranteed. If I talk to him again, I'm thrown out.

The girl walked down the aisle of the bookcase. Amazed to see the books neatly arranged on the shelf that soared to the ceiling. He smelled the smell of a book. Ahh, he wants to repeat school from below.

Read the one-on-one writing that is on the trunk of the book without touching, all about business, economics, banking, real estate and others. If asked to explain simply, he gave up. Better he was told to memorize the periodic system of chemical elements, a formula that he was difficult to master.

“What are you doing there?” asked Dion who had picked up one of the books and sat down on a chair. Looking at Lily who was walking slowly observing the books, the two hands of the girl joined hands behind her body.

“Just look around, Mas.” Lily continued walking while observing, who knew there was a book that caught her attention.

“Here there are no story books or fairy tale books or comics. You better get out.”

“Nmobile.”

The girl then moved to the next hallway that Dion couldn't reach. Looking for an interesting book for him. Nothing, all the books there are boring for him.

Yes, yes, just take it. There was at least a reason for him to stay in the room. Instead of being in a room alone, no one talks. Had he been at papa's house, he would have invited Luna to come.

The girl sat in front of Dion. Dion looked at the book Lily was holding. Then continue reading the book.

Lily lazily opened the first page of the book and started reading the title, “what is this? Zero to One?”

While Dion was not indifferent, he continued his book.

Half a page later, the girl was bored. He achieved it because in addition to reading, his brain was also tired of transleting sentences in English that he read in the novel. Finally, I decided to stop reading.

Glanced at Dion in front of him who remained seriously reading.

Is he always serious about everything?

“Mas.”

The person being talked to remains focused.

“Mas Dion.” Lily called out with a slight spoiled tone, no timidness. Dion remained on the stand, silent.

Lily raised her hand, placed her elbow on the table and propped up her chin. Paying attention to every curve of that cold handsome face.

“Mas Dion why is it so rare to smile?” Questions floated. Don't take it easy even though Dion's ignoring. The important thing is that he talks.

Directly Dion moved his gaze to Lily by frowning, but seconds focused again on his book. Not answering.

“That, his forehead is also always bent until it is wrinkled. Not afraid of old chips, Mas?” This girl huh, there was really no fear of him.

There was a breath hunting Dion, then violently ejected. Eyes remain on the book. Turn the page and read again.

Dion was shocked. The girl was looking for something with him. Resisting his anger, Dion said, “return!”

“Nmobile.” The girl took a few steps back. Away from Dion's hand. The girl knows Dion's gone mumps isn't playing. Looks like Lily is willing to test to what extent Dion's anger is. Or he was also curious after this what the man would do. Getting angry? Haha, Lily was already full when she only saw Dion getting angry.

Dion stood up, sliding the chair as well. Put both hands in her knee-length pants pocket. Take a leisurely walk around the table. Lily moved away, taking the horses in fear that Dion would pull her hand or take the book back. He was running a little and was now standing behind the chair Dion had occupied earlier. Dion was in Lily's chair.

Lily saw Dion, and vice versa. Lily could catch a glimpse of a sinister smile on the man's lips.

“Restore,” pinta Dion with soft voice.

“Ngak.” Lily got more excited about judging Dion because the man did not look angry.

“Good.” Dion walked away from Lily, approaching a door in the room as well. I don't know what that door is.

Lily was curious, she was coming from behind but at a safe distance. Afraid that it was Dion's ruse. Dion did not wait long to come out with a briefcase in his hand. Lily quickly ran to the table earlier.

Dion was still leisurely walking, not looking at all upset or angry. Lily asked in her heart what happened to the tall man. Usually, if Lily only talked a lot, Dion would be immediately irritated. But these? Look at that, the man doesn't seem to be distracted by Lily's naivety.

Dion put his briefcase on that desk. “You sure you don't want to return the book?” ask Dion again.

This time Lily just shook her head, not letting out her voice. Hiding the book behind your back. There was a slight sense of alarm with Dion's change of attitude. Glanced at the bag, and wondered what was inside.

Dion unbuttoned the bag, his hand went inside. After holding onto something, Dion pulled his hand and raised it up high.

“I also won't return this,” he said later.

Lily saw. The girl's eyes glared in disbelief, “i, the. Why is my diary the same, Mas?” Straight away running closer. “Why, Mas?” Hands up.

“Neighborhood.” Dion follows Lily's way of speaking. Not giving the diary book even though Lily's hand was already floating in the air. Keep lifting that thing up high.

“Balikin, Mas.”

“Nmobile.” Dion revenge.

“Yes, we barter, Mas.”

“Staying unwilling.”

“Ihh, Mas Dion.” The girl jumped up and down trying to reach for her diary book. Dion whistling. Lily jumped as hard as she could but her diary was unachievable.

Because of his reach, the girl stopped jumping with a breath of gnawing. The girl's gaze was fixed on Dion's face.

“What Mas Dion read my diary?”

“Hm.”

Swallow. “All?”

“He em.”

The girl's face immediately turned red. Fuck that diary. All he had to save now was that extremely red face. He put the stolen book on the table and quickly ran out to the room. He had to disappear from Dion's sight.

Dion laughed and looked at Lily's behavior.