Shackles In Love

Chapter 17 Definitions of Hatred

Zoya replies to all the treatment of the girl by deliberately pouring tomato juice right stepped on by the girl and she falls slipping. Coinciding with that, Bryan came along and the girl immediately played her part. He was crying and crying in pain. That caught Bryan's attention. He approached her immediately.

"Dira, what's wrong, honey?" bryan asked worriedly. His eyes also stared intently at Zoya who was cleaning the floor.

"Why is the house still a mess?"

"Darling, I warned him to take care of all this. But all he did was walk away. He even pushed me when he told him to clean up the juice he spilled." Dira who managed to make Bryan angry.

"How dare you!"

"Bryan, I never—"

"Enough, now you clean up this whole house and you're also forbidden to eat until tomorrow."

"But Bryan," his words were always stopped.

"Honey, he's so presumptuous by calling you name-only. He deserves so big a head!" snorted Dira, he was still grimacing because of his sprained leg.

"Leave it, let's take you to the room."

"Right machines, don't be lazy!" hardik Dira's. His body was moved to the room.

Outside, Zoya returns to tidying up the mess caused by Dira. With a sore hand, he tried his hardest while holding the mop and broom. Because to him, all the pain he felt was nothing with a wound in the heart that tore his soul apart.

Bryan came back out and scolded the careless Zoya. He also had a rough word.

"Can't you work well? Did you also intend to kill Dira this time? You murderer!"

"I never intended to harm Bryan. He himself poured the juice on the floor and stepped on it. Is that my fault too?"

"In my eyes, you're still a murderer!"

"How many times do I have to explain to you, Donita died purely of konda ...."

"Shut up! You have no right and no right to say his name. You don't deserve it!" bryan exclaimed with great pressure.

"You have to clean up all the rooms here, and you're not allowed to eat either. That's a punishment you deserve."

Back, Zoya is made to cry. Zoya cleaned all the rooms at Bryan's request. About two hours later he went into the room to break down. His extremely tired body was no longer able to withstand his weight. However, a call back made him have to wake up and approach the source.

"Get me a little towel and some warm water, quick!"

"It."

"Take a glass too."

"It." Zoya gives up everything Bryan asks for. His eyes looked very tired, even he looked staggering.

"Antilize ...." Zoya immediately cuts off Brya's speech.

"Can I rest for a while." he sighed tiredly.

"You're just hitching a ride here, so whatever I tell you to do, you're gonna have to do it without a word of refutation."

"But Bryan, I'm so tired" Zoya said.

"Didn't you hear it!" bryan's yelling made Zoya lunge backwards in shock.

"All right, I'll get it."

Zoya walks to the back taking what Bryan asked for. His steps were very shaky. His gaze was no longer regular, after until he handed the object over. Bryan accepts and wants Zoya back. However, Zoya's body falls to the floor.

"I forgot, you haven't taken it," he said. "Zoya, wake! Zoya!"

"Let's sleep in there, you slacker!"