The Beginning of Torture Becomes Love

The Beginning of Torture Becomes Love
the beginning of all the stories happened



it's been almost 3 days angelika stay at the valent house, but somehow it feels very boring there is no work that he does because the valent forbids it based on the condition that is still not stable, yet, all he did was daydream and daydreaming became his daily routine


own house this big plus 2 maids and 1 housekeeper just that the occupants of the luxury house in chat White ashu2, simple but elegant, and, classic nuances such as Roman style add an exotic impression to the building


" huh "the grunt


" lent I'm bored if every day of my work I wake up like a buffalo, there's nothing I can do "angelika grunts annoyed while chewing on that stobery barley toast, swallow it and try to feel the delicacy contained in it


" yes I know you're bored but wait a minute, I'm also looking for a job for you, finding a job isn't as easy as turning lent's hand around " valent picked up the warm milk located on the table made of teak wood, gulping it down without waste


" what else you do not have a letter of graduation education, yes I know you are indeed smart in the business world, what else you graduate harfard university, but must have a letter to apply for "sung valent


" huhhh "the grunt while putting the bread plate


" how if you work in a bar "valent take the scattered dishes and take them to the kitchen to wash the house's nuning art


" what's at the bar?? "


" yes, if only the salary you can use for your life ngel, or not, you can use for your father's medical expenses, because I also work in the bar" said Valentine santay


" yes quite a salary can add to the cost of your life, because however you can not stay in my house forever" continued Valentine


" what??


" you work at a bar??


" yes I work in a bar, more where I have a bar in the country, if I don't work in a bar I can't have all this, you think, all right, I was born poor not the same as you were born Rich, if not as a woman of the night, how can I live "she said still with her leisure


" but lent "


" you don't need to be a hypocrite, I can help you get into a big company but I need a certificate that you've graduated" firmly valent then goiiii leave angel who is still gawking trying to digest the word"nya correctly


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angel glanced at the clock on the wall made of wood in the form of a brown pigeon, already showing at 20:00, but the dark night lights still decorate the bar where he works, it is, many people pass by in front of him, either who want to go out or who come in to find satisfaction or just let go of his fatigue today.


currently he is sitting while daydreaming without taste to do any appapun activity, he hnaya see ahead with empty talk, sometimes he also looks around him


" There's so many women here tonight, if it wasn't for this bar belonging to a valent, I wouldn't want to work here, because this is hell and a place of damnation for me" he murmured while offering a glass of beer to the customer who was sitting right in front of him


" if you knew I'd ever set foot in this place or worked here you'd be so mad at me "


" no kkk" angelika shook her head repeatedly


" father must be very disappointed in me "he kept daydreaming about his own self for accepting the offer of a valent to work in a place that for him is illegal , without realizing it was a beer that spilled from the glass because of fullness, until the customer was angry with him and left his seat


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