MY SUNFLOWER

Despised

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Today, around ten in the morning Stela came to Tristan's apartment. There he found the man eating breakfast, only milk and some baked bread.

"Good morning, sister," said Stela.

"Hm.." replied Tristan without turning his head in the direction of Stela. To be honest, he was still upset by yesterday's events to make him ignore the girl again.

"I want to take my things," told Stela and then passed away going into the room she had been in for about a month.

Tristan watched Stela's body disappear in the door. Ah, it felt like it would definitely be very lonely, he had to go back to his old life without the girl. No more delicious food will be served at the dinner table, like this morning. Just bread and potluck milk, really sliced. 

Huh..I just imagine it makes Tristan crowded. Her life has depended on Stela ever since she came into her life and now she's just leaving.

Shortly after, Stela came out with a sizable bag, the goods were not too much so it only took a little time to pack it.

Stela walked over to Tristan, she wanted to say goodbye and also thanked him because the man had been willing to let her stay in the apartment all along.

"Kak Tristan," called Stela trying to take the attention of the man who still looks indifferent to his existence.

"What?" ask Tristan ketus. Actually, the man was just trying to cover up his feelings that Stela did not want to leave by acting so indifferent.

"I'm gone, thank you so much for your kindness to me. Hopefully someday I can repay all your kindness," said Stela.

"Hm." Back the murmur came out from between Tristan's lips.

Stela took a deep breath and then exhaled. "I'm leaving." He turned away from the face of the man who still ignored him.

The girl walked slowly towards the door, honestly she was sad to have to part with their old Tristan together to make Stela get used to the presence of the man and now they will be separated. Whether to meet again or not, given the cold attitude that Tristan has recently shown him.

Stela had already reached the front door, she looked back once more. Look at this apartment for the last time. He will miss this place very much.

CLUTCH

Stela turned the door knob and opened it, but suddenly the door was shut again by someone who was currently standing behind her.

"Don't go!"

DEG

Stela flinched as Tristan's burly arms hugged her body from behind. "Don't go Stela, don't!" Tristan pleaded softly beside Stela's ear, which again gave the girl an amused sensation.

"Sister?"

"Don't leave me!" please Tristan.

Stela took off Tristan's embrace and turned to face the man. "Why?" ask Stela.

"I need you" replied Tristan. He no longer cared about his prestige and ego, which he would now try to convince Stela not to leave his side.

"need me?" Stela chuckling. "It takes me as a maid you mean, right?" ask Stela cynically.

"No, it's not Stel. I can't explain it, but one thing's for sure, I need you. So don't go, stay here!" pinta Tristan with his own look.

"No! I don't want you to treat me as your errand boy anymore. I will pay a fair price for your good all along. Aren't you holding me back because I still owe you? so now I'm gonna pay it all off. Don't worry, you'll get what you hhmpp-" Stela's explanation was cut off as Tristan silenced the girl's mouth with her lips.

Stela pushed Tristan's body away but the man further cornered her to the entrance. Both of his hands were blocked by Tristan's one while the other man's hand held his nape.

Tristan mel*mat alternates the upper and lower lips of Stela, although this is the first, it allows her emotions and also her wild instincts to work.

Stela felt tight, Tristan's kiss made her body limp, even her knees had also wavered. If he does not lean on the door, it is certain that his body will decay on the floor.

After a long time his lips pulled Stela's lips, Tristan finally released her also because of the oxygen supply that was already critical, he was afraid Stela would faint because of her actions.

Stela's breath hunted, between tightness and anger gathered into one. He looked at the man in front of him and then...

PLAQUES

Slapped him hard enough that his palms were hot and painful.

"Your bad luck, I HATE YOU!" After shouting so loudly right in front of Tristan's face, Stela immediately came out of the man's apartment with a gallop.

Tristan punched the closed door, he groaned in frustration. "Stupid!" his words were addressed to himself. He did not understand his way of thinking this time, why he did all that. Doing the presumptuous thing that made Stela immediately declare hatred for him.

"Stupid, this way he'll get further away from you stupid Tristan!"

Tristan ignored the heat and pain in her cheek, at this moment all she felt was pain in her heart. It hurt to see Stela crying and getting hurt by it.

.......

Before meeting her parents waiting in the car, Stela first repairs herself in a mess in the toilet in the apartment lobby. He did not want to make his parents suspicious to see his condition was not good enough.

"How long, dear?" ask Ambar.

"Sorry Mom, I need time to pack my things" Stela replied.

"We're leaving now?" ask Anthony who drives his car specifically for today.

"Yes Dad." Stela tries to keep looking cheerful in front of her parents despite her feelings of being hurt by Tristan.

"Today we will play and shop as much as possible" said Ambar impatiently.

"Yes Mom and I'm ready for it" Stela replied with a big smile. He succeeded with his camouflage so as not to arise suspicious of his parents.

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It had been three days since the last day they met, Rafa had yet to see Stela again. The message she sent was never answered by the girl nor was the phone call from her ever picked up. Rafa felt anxious, bad thoughts permeating his mind. Did Stela's parents bring their daughter back to London? Arrgghh... If it turns out to be true, how? He was still waiting for the answer from the beautiful girl.

"I know." Rafa suddenly gets a clue. He was looking for a business card that Anthony had given him. Ari Wijaya, Stela's uncle must know where her nephew is today.

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