Luna Belongs to Young Master Barra

Jihan vs Violet

Jihan smiled mischievously as the idea flashed inside her head. The idol lecturer looked fierce on campus, none of the students dared to joke with him.

Age that is still relatively young for the size of a senior lecturer, his stature that makes people not believe if he is a lecturer of ancient literature makes Jihan and some other girls scramble to take courses in ancient literature even though it is very boring.

A sleeeepp! Like a headwind Mr. Abiyasa turned towards him after Jihan managed to touch a little shoulder of the lecturer.

What was that? why do I feel his body? I should have penetrated like air.

Jihan was glued with her hands still stretched forward. He thought it was the same as his deception at the wedding of Amanda and Mr. Jose. The guests walked right through him. But what had just happened was that Jihan's palm touched the solid part of Mr. Abiyasa's body and the lecturer felt like his presence.

Jihan trembled as Mr. Abiyasa looked straight at her. He was still groping whether the lecturer was right to look at him or not.

For a moment the two looked at each other. Jihan was still frozen where she stood, she was completely unable to blink let alone move. A few seconds later Mr. Abiyasa continued his steps.

Jihan blinked her eyes. Was that teacher smiling?

His attention turned to his friends and also himself who was still sitting in the corner under the stairs. His friends were still teasing him even though Mr. Abiyasa had passed from there.

His friends no one knows about his feelings of admiration for Mr. Abiyasa, who they know is their lecturer is very suitable if juxtaposed with the nerdy Jihan.

Jihan felt her body shivering in the cold. Cold air gushed fiercely through his bones. Slowly everything went dark.

Hhhh .. I was just dreaming. Jihan woke up when it was dark. Apparently a cold wind came in from the wide open window of the room.

Jihan stood up from the bed and walked towards the window to close the shutters that were jolting in the wind.

As she was about to return to her bed, Jihan paused for a moment in front of the mirror. He saw the body of Luna he was using at this time.

How long do I have to be you? You're a very beautiful woman but it's a shame your life is so unlucky. I'm sure Barra still loves you very much.

Jihan decided to get out of the room to get some fresh air. The sky outside had also started to light up a bit. He chose to relax by the pool to enjoy the sun that began to rise.

The servants and guards were still not seen going back and forth this early. Jihan sipped her warm tea, remembering her dream last night.

The longing to be yourself and gather with his friends further stifled his chest.

How am I doing there? Just be a little more patient, let's fight together.

"Are you comfortable hhmm?" Violet's voice from the back of the chair slightly surprised her.

"Morning, Vio," said Jihan reluctantly. Violet did not return her greeting, the woman smiled cynically and sat down on the pool chair next to Jihan.

The sun has started to rise a little, but the air temperature is still cold. Jihan put her nightgown together. He regretted coming out with a thin nightgown instead of wearing warmer clothes.

"You think you've won, Luna?" violet asked in a tone provoking a showdown.

"I don't feel anything, we're not fighting, Vio."

"Barra didn't come back to me, because I never left her heart" Jihan said casually. He sipped his tea which was starting to feel cold. His gaze was only straight towards the hill opposite the Barra mansion.

"Haha! you're the same as your mother, too confident," Violet laughed loudly. Jihan glanced at the woman next to her, she felt something strange about Violet this morning.

"You drink, Vio? It's still morning." Jihan had just regained consciousness, Violet's face flushed red from being in a very drunk state.

"I don't drink in the morning Luna, I drink last night" Violet said as she sipped her tall glass.

"You're drinking from last night? you didn't sleep all night? where's Barra?" Jihan turned her head towards the back looking for the figure of the man who owned this mansion. Maybe they both spend the night drinking together.

"Barre? I don't know, last night he wasn't with me." Jihan looked at Violet with a look of pity. Poor with Violet's situation which turned out to be much more miserable than Luna's.

"Come in, Vio you need a break." Jihan pulls Violet's hand and leads her into the mansion.

Although there is a dislike for Violet, she still has a heart and no taste if she has to argue in the condition of Violet who is not fully aware. Suddenly Violet pushes Jihan's body away.

"Purely! you think I'm gonna melt down with your good attitude? You're the same as your mother, taking what's not hers!" Violet points at Jihan's face.

"You're drunk, Vio." Jihan tried to pull Violet's hand closer.

"From your mother and now you're her son, it's always been a shadow of my life. You know Luna? me and Baron, we've been designing things for a long time and you suddenly came up with a changed nature. You think you can derail everything, heh!" Violet was shouting more and more.

Jihan finally let Violet scream and rant as she pleased. In fact, he hoped that Barra or at least his bodyguards and servants would show up and listen to all the honesty from Violet's mouth.

"You won't be able to, Luna. The lives of Barra and your father are within our grasp." Violet showed me her fists, "And you're gonna end up like this." Violet further tightened her fists, revealing the squeezing of her increasingly hard hands.

"You know where this came from, Luna?" Violet rubbed her stomach. Jihan who already knew if it was the son of the Baron just smiled cynically while folding both hands on the chest.

"Fruit of my love with the man I love Ba .. ron," said Violet softly with a look of adoration.

"You're a con man, Vio!" Jihan had started to get caught off guard and was annoyed at Violet's behavior.

"What do you want then?" Violet came forward to approach Jihan. The foul smell of liquor from Violet's mouth gushed into Jihan's nose.

"Based on the demon lady you're Vio! you've framed us all. What do you really want?" Jihan walked backwards avoiding the advancing Violet and pressed her all the way to the edge of the pool.

"You know, Luna. I ... want ... all ... which ... exist ... on ... you." Violet whispered right in front of Luna's face.

Jihan frowned. He felt familiar with their situation and conversation.

They were just the two of them in this back garden and there was a glass in Violet's hand.

This is what I saw in my dream!

...❤🤍...