Mr. Cold Falling in Love With Miss Somplak Season 2
The beginning of hatred
Ahem Hillatop and Hayat Mansion,
The main bedroom.
Hayat slowly opened the obsolete diary in front of her, letting her beautiful fingers slide sheet by sheet in the diary.
Some sheets have disappeared indeed, but do not channel the desire of the woman to know and read the contents of the diary sheet by sheet. For a moment his eyeballs how many pieces of paper with the writing he read, Elvitania.
Winter night Paris, Paris,
You know, honey?.
It's the first and last snow for us, I thought one day we'd come back to this place, given the many memories here, but apparently I was wrong, it was the last snow I saw you smile with love.
I miss you, I really miss you.
Sentence by sentence written there with handwriting in black ink, making Hayat quite curious what will be written on the next sheet in the diary book.
With a slow movement the woman began to open the next sheet, letting her eyeballs begin to read a story set out in sheet by sheet of paper in a color that began to change color.
*******
6 Years before the tragedy of Elvitania's great-grandmother and Sherkan's great-grandfather
French
Snow filled the streets.
A girl looked up her head for a moment, she could feel the snow falling slowly over her cheeks.
It felt so cold as the snow continued to fall over his cheeks.
He was waiting for someone in front of a luxurious building that read.
HILLATOP.
A man who said he was coming to see her in 5 minutes. Elvitania stretched out her hand for a moment, letting the snow that kept falling fill her palm. He had been wearing a fur jacket to cover the coldness of his body ever since. The girl sighed softly, trying to sit crouching in front of the giant building in front of her.
A split second later suddenly a pair of shoes were seen standing right in front of him, Elvitania immediately raised her head.
Amongst the light he could see the perfect figure before him was standing with his sturdy and gallant body. A man seemed to be expanding his smile towards himself.
Elvitania immediately returned the man's smile, with a quick movement she stood up trying to align herself with the man.
The reality is, no matter how tall a girl is, they won't beat a man's height.
"Wait long hmmm?"
The man asked while putting something on his head, the girl instantly closed her eyeballs, enjoying the moment where the man placed something on his head.
Slowly Elvitania opened her eyeballs, a knit hat now covering her head and some of her hair.
He thought a hat might have been enough, but who would have thought the man was slowly grabbing his palm.
Putting a pair of gloves on to Elvitania alternately.
The girl with a face full of shame and happiness instantly covered her face with both hands.

"Ahhhh her warm"
Said Elvitania while closing her eyes.
"Not answered my question? sounds so cheating." Said the man later.
As soon as Elvitania opened her eyeballs, she was seen poking at her smile for some time.
"Hmmm, not so long to wait." He answered the question that the man had been asking for some time.
"He always ignored me when I asked a question." The man touched her face gently.
Elvitania thought even the grasp of the man's hand was no less warm.
"No, I'm not ignoring you," The girl quickly raised her hands, clasping back the two palms of the man who was still clasping tightly onto his cheeks.
Hearing the girl's answer, the man is seen developing his smile.
"I've spoken to my sister" he said later.
"Yes?," Elvitania suddenly frowned.
"On our marriage." Upon hearing the word marriage suddenly the heart of the girl beat irregularly.
"We're going back to Indonesia, talking about the exact date." Continue that man again.
As soon as the girl's eyeballs glazed over, she thought this fast?.
"Hm." Elvitania quickly nodded her head.
A split second later suddenly the man grabbed his face, with a gentle movement the man slowly knitted his lips.
You know, honey?.
It's the first and last snow for us, I thought one day we'd come back to this place, given the many memories here, but apparently I was wrong, it was the last snow I saw you smile with love.
I miss you, I really miss you.
*******
The main bedroom.
Hayat closed for a moment the diary they had just read, can be seen the eyes of the woman look teary. He sighed, heavy and quite stifling reading line by line the stories written in there.
Ahem slowly touched both of Hayat's shoulders, choosing to hug his wife slowly from the back where the woman was sitting in front of the dressing cabinet and had just read the diary of elder Azzura in the past.
"It's too tragic isn't it?." Hayat asked in a hoarse voice she looked at her husband from the glass of the dressing table that was in front of her.
"Because of that the Hillatops are so angry at Sherkan's great-grandfather?." Life is seen biting his lower lip.
"Don't we still not know what's going on?." Ahem tried not to draw hasty conclusions.
"That's just part of some worn-out sheet of paper written in ink that almost disappeared, some sheets of paper also disappeared from where they should be? the first paper even disappeared." Ahem again later.
hearing her husband's words, Hayat was silent.
Back his eyeballs stared at the diary before him, reopening the following sheet of paper.
*******
40 Days after the gripping night
the Death of Zahir Hillatop
Sherkan's main mansion.
Elvitania seemed to be sitting curled up in the darkness of the luxurious rooms that dominated the white, her eyeballs were clearly still swollen due to the rest of the crying for days or even months that could never stop.
Horrible memories of the gripping night continue to haunt him, in addition to losing his self-esteem, he also has to lose his loved ones right before his eyes.
Hatred, fear, anger, disgust, fear, trauma and whether or not he knew at this moment were mixed into one within him.
Even he did not dare to come out from inside the dark room all this time.
Eating was not able to enjoy, even several times his body collapsed because of the millions of flavors that gathered into one.
His hatred and disgust for the man named Sherkan continued to grow, and after destroying his life, the man boldly said he would take responsibility.
The man would even marry her because of her guilt.
Isn't life that joking?!.
After destroying her future, her man may wish to marry her, swapping the marriage that he and his fiance should have done into the marriage of her and that man.
And the man brought her into his residence without asking how she was feeling.
There is something more broken and disgusting except this circumstance?!.
Even his reality He is still in a state of mourning after the death of the man he loves, he was still in a state of mourning, but the funny thing on the lower floor of the luxury house was the sound of music and the sound of happiness drums that kept screaming loudly filled his eardrum.
Everyone is preparing for their wedding.
Not long, well not long.
For a moment Elvitania suddenly tried to laugh, she laughed at her terrible fate.
Tricked by her twin sisters for years, their identity is exchanged, taken advantage of her twin brother, she loses her lover, not so married to her lover after which she even loses her future.
Only these two world names made him hate the most.
Britain's twin brother and Sherkan the man who snatched away his entire life and future.
After she laughed in her pain until finally the voice turned into a so heart-wrenching cry.
He roared among the roaring sounds of music down there that seemed to be laughing at his life.
For a moment Elvitania stared at the glass on the nightstand, she slowly grabbed the glass and then began twirling its contents for some time.
A few seconds later the elvitania throws the glass until the pieces after pieces of the shards scattered everywhere.
The woman slowly shifted, grabbing one piece of her shards.
He stared at the broken glass for some time, then slowly elvitania raised the broken glass just above his arm.
Is not too fair and good for the man after destroying his future now the man can just want to marry himself.
Slowly the elvitania began to scratch the broken glass in her left hand, loving to cut her veins slowly.
Instantly fresh blood flowed there, gradually drenching the white-colored dominating floor.
Elvitania closed her eyeballs slowly, She could still faintly hear the sound of music and drum beats that continued to echo downstairs.
It was a long time ago, and the sound stopped only after as if drowsiness had come crashing down upon him with pain and blood on his arm that kept flowing in the floor.
******
Life closes the diary slowly.
"I can't read it." Said the woman slowly, she looked at her husband with a teary look.
Tell whose heart is not broken left by the lover, in his broken future then the destroyer of the future will marry him.
"Great-grandfather of Azzura-,"He did not continue his words.
That's why the Hillatops hate their great-grandfather so much?, naturally.
