The Battle of Ugly Women

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“Arion why are you flushing my face!” peekik Alana covered her face with a palm.

Alana's face was wet, her drops falling on the clothes she was wearing.

“What are you doing!” snapped at the woman, her emotions began to rise.

How not Arion could ruin his face. Oh no he didn't want that to happen.

Still covering the face with one hand. Then quickly next to Alana's other hand, went down to feel the sling bag hanging on her shoulder, the small bag that always comes with her, which contains makeup tools. To anticipate if this happens. The woman had to fix her makeup.

Alana's hand had just reached into her bag but stopped when Arion's hand blocked her.

“Arion what are you doing release me,” screams Alana trying to rebel pull her hand that has been holding powder.

This young man did not say Alana, still holding Alana's hand, he grabbed his pocket and pulled out a white handkerchief.

“Sorry I have to do this,” said Arion then lowered Alana's hand covering her face, Arion's hand holding a handkerchief had hung.

Alana's eyes rounded seeing Arion would stick a handkerchief on her wet face.

“Arion don't!” pinta Alana wavered, the young man would wipe her face.

Oh no, a bad face seems to be visible.

“Arion don't!” lirih Alana tries to rebel but Arion blocks her hand.

“Sorry to me,” Arion then rubbed Alana's face with a handkerchief, pressing it so that the makeup attached to the face was erased. A little bit difficult because of the makeup that was reviewed well, Arion continued to wipe the origin, irregular especially the left cheek part of Alana.

Oh my God, Alana's real face.

Arion released Alana after, the makeup on the woman's face had looked messy. Now there is no Alana who looks like a princess.

“Arion,” hardik Alana.

Arion just stared at Alana's face with messy makeup, as well as the wound that adorned Alana's left cheek.

Alana would vent her anger and then realize something. Arion knows his ugly face. Oh my God how does this guy know his bad face?

Alana looked at the silent Arion scrutinizing her disfigured face.

"Arion you know?” lirih Alana cupped her left cheek her eye bead began to tear. His body trembled, his legs felt limp, as if he could not breathe properly.

Oh my God, someone saw a face that he had been struggling to cover.

The young man must have been afraid to see his hideous face. As soon as Alana was covered in shame, she was not confident in Arion's presence.

“Iya, I knew from the beginning, from your photo on the phone I found first. Sorry I had to check it out,” said Arion knew Alana's secret, he thought Zayn knew about Alana but when Arion got information from Gisel if they were married just forced. That's where Arion believes Zayn doesn't know Alana's real face.

Alana was stunned, so all this time, Arion knew what she looked like.

“Because I know how you are. I don't want you to get hurt because of Zayn,” Arion said.

Zayn's gonna get him hurt? How could.

Hearing that, Alana gave a rough sigh. Arion was just looking for a way to prevent him from meeting Zayn, it was thought Alana did not understand the direction of Arion's sentence.

“Stop Arion! Brother Zayn will never hurt me. He loves me so much,” press Alana full of confidence.

“I have to see him now.”

“Well go in such circumstances, without makeup we see if Zayn will accept you,” challenge Arion.

Alana stood stunned with a heart that seemed to plunge freely to the bottom of the stomach. Meet Zayn in a state of chaos without makeup and show a bad face apparently. It was his feeling instantly riled up. Will Zayn accept it?

Would it really be like that. Zayn won't take it. How would the young man react if he saw it without make up. Geez the fear of crawling Alana's heart, if Zayn rejects it.

But that's not it now, he has to go. Zayn was waiting for him

“I'll keep going,” said Alana then stepped away from Arion. But this time there was a sense of indecision in Alana's heart.

“You will get hurt, if Zayn does not accept you.” Arion.

Alana just stepped up. Leaving Arion, trying to ignore the young man's words.

After spurring her vehicle, Alana had been in the park, before meeting Zayn, she was going to re-adorn her face, there was no way she would meet Zayn in this state of chaos. Alana had been holding the powder spoon, then sculpting, thinking of Arion's speech.

Alana's right hand held the exposed powder place. Alana looked at her messed up, beautiful hair that was broken was now irregular and don't forget the makeup on her face had been messy, erased unevenly because of Arion's actions, Arion said, his thick makeup now only set aside the scars of the white dot until it was clearly pale, not to mention with a scar that looks so striking on his left cheek. His face looked very ugly, unrecognizable.

“Is it true that Brother Zayn would never accept me, if he knew my face like this?” inward Alana continued to stare at her face in the powder mirror. His low self-esteem returned. Yes all this time Alana did not have confidence because of her face, until she continued to close herself.

Alana's mind went on air. Zayn is his Vinonya brother, his Vinny brother will definitely accept anything. Alana convinced herself.

“Alright, tonight I will be honest with him, who I am. I'll tell you, if I was Nana her beloved sister,” muttered Alana with confidence. Reducing the intention, to correct his habit, he walked quickly to meet Zayn.

Alana stepped out to explore the flower garden. Find out where Zayn is. While stepping Alana researched the atmosphere of the park that made her amazed. Safest light from garden lights.

“This is great,” decak Alana.

The night was getting late, Zayn who had been waiting for Alana's arrival began to get tired, the young man sat on a long bench, staring at the fountain that poured out beautifully, his eyes empty, his heart began to slash, Alana never came to make him almost desperate. The woman will not come and continue the marriage with him.

“He did not come,” Inner Zayn once stared at the clock on his wrist exhaled a poignant breath.

Alana developed a smile as she looked at Zayn's back sitting on the chair while staring at the fountain.

“Very good,” Inner Alana moved. Mr. Jutek has made such a beautiful garden for him. Alana can see the great love of Zayn

Alana continued to step closer towards Zayn. This young man was unaware of the arrival of Alana who was walking behind him.

Zayn, who was still waiting for Alana, gasped in shock as he felt a pat on his shoulder. The young man quickly stood up and turned around. Guessing Alana has come, but what she sees is not a beautiful woman charming like a Goddess, like every day she sees.

Zayn was instantly horrified, with his heart as if jumping out, when he saw the woman wearing a long white garment with long, disheveled hair, as well as a pale white face, with a scar adorning. It was terrible, for him.

Because reflex. “Aahhh,” peekik Zayn standing in place, closed his eyes tightly.

Meanwhile, Alana who was standing before Zayn, unexpectedly, saw Zayn's shouting attitude and covered her eyes when she saw Alana's real face without makeup. Bak saw a ghost. Alana's heart seemed to be hit hard, a disappointed prick crawled her heart.

Oh my God it turns out Zayn doesn't recognize her and is afraid to see her real face.

With Alana falling a little hope if the young man will receive it at once, Zayn was afraid to see his face.

Alana's heart was broken. The young man was afraid of him. His low self-confidence was getting lost. He hasn't even spoken, to be honest about himself, but Zayn has been scared of him.

“She was afraid to see me,” Inner Alana, instantly clear crystal plunged free from her eyes, wet her cheeks, her loved ones were afraid to see her. And it makes her feel so hurt, how she will build a relationship with a person who is afraid to see her face.

With chest feels tight, squeezed. Alana ran quickly away from Zayn, before the young man realized her presence.

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Sorry slow and just one, Sya lulled the same rice box kelurahan. He said if he heard the extension can rice box. Taukan Sya ama Alana just as ngak can with free.