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Ep 48s

...Appreciate someone who dares to rebuke you and change your bad temper. Than people who seem to respect you, but let your bad temper....

...Eouny Jeje's...

..."Actually you look the same as me. So I hate you because I'm like reflecting on my past."...

...—Puspa—...

"You should have a reason to hate. Money over ru-mah sa-kit. It's not like I'm paying him," whined Aprilia on the sidelines of her sedu sedan cry.

Puspa widened his eyes and was stunned for a moment by every word Aprilia. You should have reason to hate.

Puspa pecked for so long. His mind was linked to the question, his pair of eyes could not escape the figure of the weak woman before him.

What's the reason I hate you? I-i guess ... Puspa sighed. Scanning a weak figure with a feeling of disdain for himself. She had found the reason for her hatred in Aprilia. Weak, stupid, and not greedy. Too innocent to fight the world.

Actually you look the same as me. Therefore I hate you because of me like reflecting on my past, replied Puspa in his heart. He immediately brushed off his thoughts, and opened his mouth, "I hate you, because you look trashy with this kind of naivety. I'm disgusted."

"Wouldn't that lose you? Why ha-rus mem-ben-ci, if you do not make a little loss. Why?" tanya Aprilia shook. A pair of eyes Aprilia patterned miserable every insult and arrogance Puspa.

Puspa wavers at his feet. Almost went backwards. Aprilia questions her loss? He lost his answer. Aprilia never harmed him. Why does he hate so much. Puspa looked straight at Aprilia. His gaze suddenly became empty. He sees the mass there. A weak, stupid, oppressed girl.

"I hate you. Hate for no reason!" shouted Puspa immediately turned his back and left.

You're like a mirror that gives me fear. So I hated unconsciously. I will make you disappear from before me. I won't let you always show up like crazy terror. Puspa immediately ran along the long hallway. There were shakes and cries that he brought with him in each of his escapes.

Aprilia clenched fist. The fist was tightly and firmly grasped. However, each of his eyes showed his weakness. She came back crying. Crying harder.

"Don't cry anymore."

A pair of shoes were seen facing off against Aprilia's. The hand was clutching Aprilia's little head and anchoring it to her chest.

"Did you think? The enemy is the one who loves you most. Unknowingly she turns you strong by stepping on your back, and she wipes away your tears, so you're ashamed to have tears. Even he dares to spit on you, so that you continue to live to look at him with hatred for the rest of your life."

The deg! Aprilia closed her eyes in Ade's chest. He just nodded his head, and complained again, "But I have nothing to injure my enemy."

Ade smile. He stared at the figure of Grandma Mayang who suddenly appeared with a pair of bright eyes and perfectly curved lips. She seemed to like Aprilia's slump, and she waited for the girl's little hand for her help.

"Aprilia. Do you know that? The greatest man in the world is the one who can beat his enemies only with his poverty, not because of his wealth. You just have to hate and learn to play it until he finds out, you're not as weak as he imagined."

Aprilia trembled, unconsciously hugging Ade, and whined as she said with each tone of her sobbing, "Why is k-au be-gi-tu good to me?"

"You were also the first person who was very sincere to me, Ade."

I'm also very sincere, Aprilia. I am by your side at all times, Grandma Mayang continued.

The deg! Aprilia opened her eyes. Lately he realized he had been able to hear the hoarse and old voice. But never saw his form.

Whoareyou? Why do you always follow me. Are you Ade's magical friend.

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Puspa stepped hurriedly into his room. Her quarrel with Aprilia made her heart mess up. Her tears couldn't even stop her for a moment. He found his fear. He sees a mirror.

Puspa circulated his entire eye view, randomly throughout his room. He has tried so much to climb the top of his life. He looked at the mirror, and he reflected himself in the mirror frame of the closet.

Sickened. Suddenly he was fed up with himself. She looks so pretty. However, it is still very less. He realized there was a sky above the sky. He wants to be in the top sky.

Ade's pretty face flashed. Envy ambushed his chest for a moment. I want to be more beautiful than her!

Puspa touched his face. She judges with detail every feature beautifully framed with the help of many of the best aesthetic doctors who change her face. He used to be so ugly. Her face. Puspa remembered every feature of Aprilia's face.

"No! I am very pretty now. I'm not an ugly woman. I'm not the little babu who lives in his aunt's house." Puspa incubates squeezing the shirt over his chest. Her tears fell on the back of her hand. He remembered his childhood until his teenage years. The memories are bitter, sad and very blue.

In the past, Puspa was just an orphaned little girl, living in her aunt's house. Before the sun came up, he had to get up from a small cot in the kitchen. She had to use every little hand of hers to wash adult clothes.Using her little hands to wash dishes with scraps of food that looked delicious on her tongue and eyes. However, the owner of the house, never even give a little piece of food that looks delicious. Depressing. She has lost both of her parents since the age of 5. Adopted just to be a little babu.

Not just there. The little babu grew into a juvenile babu, with a thin stature that looked towering high. The activity remains the same. Just stay in the kitchen, on the same couch. He never went to school. He also only learned to read with his own self and follow the study package at home. Everyday life is only with the activity of waking, sleeping, bathing, and working at home. Someone will go to the kitchen to ask for something, such as food, drinks, or just tell him to buy something.

However, one night that feels very long must be spent with disgust and terrible feelings in the teenage age of Puspa. When Hanna, Aunt Puspa had gone to her hometown. Only he and his uncle remained in the house. It's been a bad memory for Puspa, ever since that night.

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