Cheryl's heart was beating, beating wildly. Cold sweat ran down her palms, and large sweat poured from his forehead to her entire face. Her neck felt a moment's cramp. She was short of breath.
"Come on." Take Juna. Cheryl shook her head and wanted to go home. She didn't want to. There was an embarrassing event, and sh got rejected. Cheryl is permanently traumatized if she gets denied.
"Alright." Juna took Cheryl's hand and brought the girl into his house. Juna complied with Cheryl's request to meet future in-laws. Even Cheryl didn't prepare anything. She didn't get any cakes or gifts of the sort.
Juna's house is quiet. Cheryl went inside and saw the expensive furniture in Juna's living room. Juna's home is not too big, but the interior looks are screaming, luxurious and expensive.
Cheryl saw a beautiful little girl, around 6-7 years old, playing with a doll. Cheryl smiled, she liked kids, and she quickly got along.
The little girl is gorgeous.
Cheryl and Juna are overwhelmed, how to deal with Faaza, who is a tantrum. The pretty girl didn't want Cheryl to leave. Cheryl cannot stay in other people's houses while she has a home and doesn't want to disturb others. The important thing is that she has visited her future in-laws."Come ..." even Faaza sat on the ground and threw whatever she could and threw away. Cheryl feels terrible for making someone's child like this. Honestly, it feels hard to leave Faaza, and there is a kind of pull that she and Faaza can be the perfect playing partner. Cheryl can teach Faaaza to invite Faaza to play and make the beautiful girl laugh."Juna, take Cheryl. It's okay. Mum will calm down later.""B-but auntie, I don't have the heart." Faaza, a tantrum, approached Cheryl, hugged her, and didn't want to let Cheryl go. Cheryl glanced at the silent Juna, looking at Junas mum, who was also overwhelmed with persuasion. Starting from going to the mall, buying new clothes, buying
Cheryl wanted to be alone because of the message from her mother. 'Don't get close to that kid' everyone seemed never to agree that he liked Juna, but feelings didn't lie to anything.Suddenly Cheryl's cheeks heated up. Would she have gone mad if the thought of Juna's father's good looks made Cheryl grimace like a crazy person? Juna's father is very handsome. If Juna's father offered, Cheryl would even want to become the older man's sugar baby.Juna can open up to him, but Cheryl knows, Juna's heart is locked in who knows who. Not to mention, Cheryl closed her eyes if Mawar had feelings for Juna. Cheryl didn't know. Mawar had thrown that feeling away or still kept it.Cheryl wanted to contemplate fate alone, but she knew that she needed a Rose to get a little enlightenment.Cheryl was still sipping her smooth strawberry when she saw a sworn enemy enter. The single a.k.a Aldo resek! Cheryl had to retract her words yesterday, and the guy is so handsome and cool
"For a month's provisions." Cheryl handed a box of tissue to Juna, which she had tied with a pink ribbon.The three handsome boys will carry out practical work to practice their knowledge for five semesters. Juna and friends wore their distinctive dark blue primary uniforms, which made Cheryl squeal tacky because everything looked fabulous in her eyes. Since there was nothing he could give her, Cheryl ran to the shop and bought tissue, with a straightforward philosophy: when Juna sweats, he can use a tissue to wipe his sweat. Because as far as Cheryl knows, the Electrical Engineering department must end up sweating because of struggling with heavy equipment."Me?" teased Galvin, raising his eyebrows. Cheryl shyly takes a bottle of isotonic drink for Galvin so that the guy can work hard. Cheryl is still embarrassed and just remembered that her status has changed, even though nothing has changed her activities. She managed to make Cheryl sleep
'You're selfish.'Finally, Cheryl was able to pour what she felt. Unrest for 19 years, she breathed air, could say without fear, even though she had to get a sadistic slap from Delisha. Everything was worth it for Cheryl. Her mom is too much. She never cares for her, and when she watches a little, it doesn't necessarily make her control Cheryl's whole life.Cheryl cried a little, but she felt that she had had enough tears so far. Delisha had never wholly accepted herself. Cheryl sometimes realized that she was just an adopted child who would never be considered forever.Cheryl was in the mirror, feeling her hot cheeks. Cheryl needs someone's protective figure who is ready to hear her complaints. Someone who is always there when he needs it. Someone who can lend her chest as a place to strengthen everything. And it's only Juna that Cheryl thinks about now. Cheryl closed her eyes. When will Juna be understand? Was Cheryl the fi
"So?" asked Cheryl leaning on the one motorbike."Ready to live our story?" asked the boy. Cheryl nodded. What's wrong with trying. She will try this man in her life, even though she knows the end will be disappointed."Want to go strolling?" asked the one. Cheryl nodded. Cheryl looked to the end; Rose was standing there. She coded for Rose to tell her to go home, and she will have a date today."But, how is your practice?""Easy." Cheryl nodded. The One started the motorbike. Cheryl, who was tired of wearing the dress, was sorry she chose the wrong costume. She should have worn pants.The girl tried to close the dress from the wind, the motorbike sped across the street, Cheryl didn't know where the one took her to. She wanted to hug, but doubts came back. Finally, Cheryl just held the hem of the one jacket while inhaling the masculine scent. The distinctive smell of a guy makes anyone feel at home kissing him.The two of them walked through
"Um ..." Cheryl muttered tackily. The girl is eating sandwiches with various mixes. And indeed, it tastes perfect, or Cheryl is starving. Cheryl's expression shows both of them, hungry and also enjoying the food so delicious.They are dating again.How many times have Cheryl and the one dated? Since that day, their lives are no longer lonely, especially the one who always takes Cheryl around and exploring all corners of the region. They will leave when Cheryl finishes college or the one who has returned from practice.Cheryl was sitting on a wooden bench with a large round table separating herself from the one. They were in the shade of a large rainbow-colored umbrella. Cheryl was eating bread, and the one was only drinking a small cup of hot cappuccino, smoking a cigarette. Honestly, Cheryl hates people smoking, smell cigarettes. The girl is already dizzy—since the one always makes her happy, so Cheryl forgives.
Cheryl wiped her nose. She don't know how many tissues have run out, and even her clothes have been targeted. She spits out the clear mucus and the pillow until it was streaked because of her tear marks.Cheryl finally got up and picked up the old diary she had thrown. Sick! Cheryl felt cheated, and her heart was made a joke by everyone. Does she look so pathetic that Juna has to pretend like that?"Meredith ..." Cheryl whispered, hugging the diary. Nobody understood her except Meredith. Even she doesn't understand herself."Oath of evil!" Cheryl was still innocent, shaking her head. Still, in disbelief, all these things happened to her. Evil! That was all she could do. All she needed now was to cry and spill what she felt. At the confession of her friends, Cheryl just gaped and stood up.The water she still hadn't touched, Cheryl flushed, especially on Juna's face and Rose. Cheryl stared at Rose with tears rolling down her eyes.Shiiiit!!!
Hatred kills!And this is clear. The hatred had paralyzed Cheryl's joints. The girl felt like her world had stopped now. Dropped again for the umpteenth time. Usually, Cheryl could tolerate pain, but this time there was no cure. Cheryl hates everyone! She hated herself. The girl could only cry, and she don't know how many liters of tears had flowed.Cheryl sobbed and laughed and cried again. Rose's words penetrated her heart without a trace. There is no gap so that she can filter out which ones are facts and which are hate speech. For Cheryl, Rose's words were remarkably appropriate to her. She's a bitch! Although Cheryl, her mother, was not a bitch, Cheryl was an illegitimate, dirty, sinful child. She was born dirty and always will be.Cheryl took a deep breath. Now that it was night, she was reluctant to eat, take a shower, even turn on the light in the room. Cheryl couldn't.Cheryl wiped her snot using a thick blanket with dinosaur motifs. The girl til