The Woman of Heaven the Angel of the World

Chapters 9.2

It's breathtaking. It was incredible. It feels so nauseating.

"So easy you believe it, but with me? I am no different than a criminal prisoner. Even many times I will explain it later Dad and the others will not believe it. Because your trust has been taken over by your beloved daughter. Then it's free. No matter how hard I explain it to you, everything I say is no different from a lie. It's exhausting. I'm tired of dealing with your continued bad prejudices. I'mtired. Really, it's true that I'm a very bad and rebellious girl but that doesn't mean I'm a very cruel person. No matter how bad I am, there is still room for good and no matter how good the person is in front of you, in his heart there is still room for evil.Excuse me, I have to go back to my room first." Without waiting for them to say any other hurtful words, Aish immediately climbed to the top of her room.

He cared for his two ears for every word of endless ridicule and prejudice. Only God knows and only God knows how his heart feels right now.

Sadly, he closed the room door and locked it tightly. The fried rice that was still warm in her hands she placed without interest on the dressing table. He has lost his appetite. Falling lying on a mattress with both eyes closed seemed very peaceful. Not long after, the clear grains of tears began to slip out of the corner of his eyes.

Hah, it feels so exhausting. It feels really exhausting.

She's tired. But it could do nothing but endure as much as possible in this place. A place that would never accept his presence and reject his presence mercilessly. Wondering until when will all this continue like this?

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Since that day, Aish has never spoken to anyone in this house. His tongue was as if he was unable to behave properly in front of them because his heart was not well. He was too disappointed for all their treatment of him.

3 Days later Aish returned to school with a monotonous school atmosphere. Neither Gisel nor Iyon would follow him, nor would Dira debate him in school. Everyone went to leave him here, burning desolate that emptied his heart. Sometimes he would stare at his surroundings blankly as if trapped inside an illusionary world.

Then the holiday arrived. Later that night there's a party at a downtown building. Almost all the students at the school come to approach the party including Aish and Aira. Although Aish won't have any friends there, but coming is better than having to crouch inside the house.

"Mother, this dress doesn't suit me, me?" Aira's sweet voice goes into Aish's hearing.

Aish had just come down from the stairs and saw this sight. In the middle room Aira uses a pink peach colored robe that is very beautiful and pleasing to the eye. Go round and round in front of Mother and Father to show his extraordinary appearance.

"This shirt fits perfectly, son. Actually Aira fits any color dress because Aira will always look beautiful." Praise the sincere father to his daughter.

"Really, Dad?" Aira was very happy to hear that.