Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Surviving Pain Separating Difficult
Chapter 012: Adored



Violacea's bedroom looked messy, wrapping a variety of snacks scattered everywhere. Habits if you are angry appetite increases, he no longer cares about the amount of calories that enter the body.


Viona—bunda Violacea seemed anxious to think of her only child reluctant to come out of the room. “Eat first, yuk! You should eat a healthy diet.”


“No, Ma!”


The mother of one child came out of the room, she was going to meet her husband. There may be a solution to this problem, since Viona tried to grant Violacea's request. While walking towards her husband's study, Viona finds a way, she decides to meet Frits.


At the end of the stairs Viona crosses paths with Arysha. “Ar, have you arrived?”


“Barusan, really, Te. Eem—Violacea still likes urgency, yes?”


“Iya, Ar. This mending he no longer locked himself in the room. Only his diet, loh, is not controlled at all. Please help auntie, yes. Usually your speech is a little heard by Cea,” said Viona.


“I try, yes, Te.”


Viona looked over as a housekeeper passed by. “Bi, please drop off food to Violacea room, yes.”


“Iya, Mistress.” The housekeeper hurried to the kitchen, taking food and a glass of mineral water. The next minute, he hurriedly executed the hostess' order.


The housekeeper knocked on the door slowly, because he could not be authenticated, he ventured into the room.


“Non, here I bring salmon teriyaki sauce, Nyo—”


“Bring that food back, Bi! I just want a donut and a hamburger!” snapped Violacea, she lay on her stomach on the mattress, sinking her face between soft and smooth pillows. “Go or want me to fire!”


“Ta-but, Non, Mistress asks me to—”


Hearing footsteps approaching, the housekeeper turned his head, his net staring through Arysha friend and manager of the young lady. The woman placed her index finger to the lips as a sign to be still.


“Listen, yes, you are just babu in this house. Don't you dare argue with me, understand!” Violacea woke up from her sleep, pointing to the door. “Go! I don't want to eat that food!”


Violacea looked at Arysha briefly and then threw a sharp gaze at the housekeeper.


“What should I say to Madam, Non?” The voice of the housekeeper shook, going awry facing his two employers. They both threatened to fire him if he did not perform his duties properly.


“Sabodo very! It's none of my business,” snorted Violacea, then dumped the tray on the floor. Makes Arysha retreat spontaneously, avoiding throws.


This caused a commotion in every corner of the room, the housekeeper squatted down to clean up broken glass and spilled food. Nahas, nervous about accidentally hitting the roof of Violacea's leg.


“Aaahhkk, stupid! Basic 'no becus!” snapped Violacea, he kicked the caretaker into a lunge. “Go there!”


Violacea who was upset was about to wash her feet into the bathroom, but when getting out of bed was exposed to broken glass. “Aaakkhh! Auntie!”


“Ma-sorry, Non.”


“You, I fired! Get out of my sight now!” Violacea walks limping towards the bathroom. “Yes, geez, Mama, kok, can hire a stupid babu like you, hell!” his gerrick.


“Violacea, you want to change the shape of the body? It can make fat. Let's not be evil, keep it up to fear,” Arysha scolded.


“If you come here just want to talk to me, mending go home aja”.


Arysha just shook her head. “No fear of your karma?” He rushed towards the P3K box, removing all necessities; cotton, wound cleanser, and plaster. Slowly he cleaned the wounds of Violacea. “You are beautiful, Violacea, many men are queuing out there.”


“This is not a matter of many who want or do not, Ar, this is about self-esteem, indirectly Tiarnan rejects me. He prefers that woman!” furious Violacea.


“Loh, you should thank me, dong, the same woman. He has shown the true nature of Tiarnan.”


“Hah, no! Nothing in my dictionary says thank you. They humiliated me, Ar.” Violacea again grabbed a pack of potato chips. “They can't be happy on top of my suffering, in a time when I bear shame.”


After the wound was dealt, Violacea expelled Arysha. “You can go. Look, yeah, Ar. I don't want to be disturbed, make sure no one enters my room.”


“Stop eat unhealthy food!” Apparently, Arysha ignored Violacea's warning. He picked up an empty pack, then put it in a dry bin. “Many have concluded that you are depressed, because you canceled all shooting sessions, Violacea.”


“Good, dong, public so side with me.”


“Now, here! Sit!” arysha orders, she guides Violacea to the front of the dressing table. Holding both of the woman's slender shoulders. “Failing gags can not tear down your common sense, there are so many ways to forget all the problems. Look at you now, look unkempt, if you think how can I take over?”


“You're right, I have to use another way.” Violacea also took a cell phone not far from there. The fingers touch several numbers, then put the device to the ear. She contacted someone to find out which woman claimed to be pregnant with the child. “Halo, it's me. Please find out about someone—iya—for a down payment of 20 million!”


Arysha immediately snatched the phone from Violacea's grasp, touched the screen and turned off the call. “What do you mean, anyway, Cea?”


“Aaan, anyway?”


“Pay to find people? Wh who? Wh-wh-what for? Don't be weird, Cea!” arysha firmly at the end of the question streak.


“People who have taken Tiarnan from me, that's it!”


“Don't be crazy!” Arysha shook her best friend's shoulder. “Open your eyes, after all, since the beginning you are not close, even do not know each other.”


“I've fallen in love with him since Om Frits showed me his picture. Wrong if I want to take what should be mine?” violacea Reply.


“Mistaken!”


“That's so much mercy, anyway, you're Ar. So in love, dong, do not hide directly in the shell,” Violacea quip, he knows how the love life of Arysha, the manager who always looks mediocre. He deliberately chose a partner who was far below him, so that he looked more radiant.


“Kok, so discuss me, anyway! This has absolutely nothing to do.” Although sad, Arysha tried to appear as neutral as possible, because it was true what Violacea said. All this time, he had never liked or liked a man. “I just reminded you, Cea!”


“No need, I know what is good for me, you also know from the first what I want I can always get.”


Arysha rolled her eyeballs off guard, nor did she deny that Violacea could get everything without bothering. In addition to being born into a family, she tends to be revered by the public.