MasukMi hermano menor y yo sufrimos un accidente. A mí se me reventó el corazón y necesitaba cirugía urgente. Pero mi mamá, que fue la directora del hospital, reunió a todos los doctores en la habitación de mi hermano para hacerle un chequeo completo, a pesar de que solo tenía rasguños menores. Le supliqué a mi mamá que me salvara, pero ella, con fastidio, me gritó: —¿No puedes dejar de competir por atención por una vez? ¡¿Acaso no entiendes que tu hermano casi se lesiona el hueso?! Al final, morí solo, en un rincón donde nadie me encontró. Pero cuando se enteró de mi muerte, mi mamá, quien más me odiaba, enloqueció.
Lihat lebih banyak" The client number eighteen has requested for his order to be delivered in half an hour . Hurry up , Ayla ! " said the manager with his ordering tone .
" Yes , sir ! " said Ayla while putting the empty boxes for the cakes in order .
After the manager went back to his office , Ayla looked at her friend , Mary .
" When will this old man ever take a vacation . Work is hard enough but he makes it even harder for us . " said Ayla annoyed .
" We are the workers . We can't say anything bad about our employee . " said Mary .
" If the pay wasn't high here , I would have quit long ago . " said Ayla .
" For what do you think that we stay here all day . " said Mary while checking the money .
" Why is our life so hard ? " said Ayla with a dramatic expression holding the goldfish glass container that held welcome candies for the clients .
Posing the same as Hamlet in the tragedy of Shakespeare .
" Stop acting as Shakespeare and hurry up to deliver the order or you will get in trouble Ayla . " said Mary .
" I know , I know ! " said Ayla and took the cake .
When she was about to go out and unblock the motorcycle she used to deliver the cakes , she saw an old woman talking on the phone ready to pass the road . A luxurious car was passing by the road . Ayla looked at the driver through the window and noticed that he had bent his head down , as if he was searching for something .
' What is he doing ? Isn't he looking at the road ?.......That old woman is also talking on the phone . She's about to pass the street . ' thought Ayla with a nervous expression .
She put the cake on the trunk at the back of the motorcycle and rushed to save the old woman . When the car was about to hit her , Ayla pulled the old woman back .
" Huh ?! What the...... ? " said the old woman confused then realized that she was about to be hit by the black car passing with speed .
" That bastard ! What's with him ? Who gave that idiot the driving license ? " said Ayla angrily cursing at the car .
When the old lady saw the car and the license of the car , she remained shocked .
' Well , well..............would you look at that . How dare that insolent brat nearly hit me with the car ? ' thought the old lady glaring at the car with a serious expression .
" Madam , are you alright ? " asked Ayla looking at the old lady to make sure she was alright .
" I am alright , thanks to you . If it weren't for you , I would be in the hospital by now . " said the old lady .
" Good to hear that you are alright . That luxurious car lost all its glamour with someone stupid like him driving it . I work in the patisserie here . Would you like to rest for a bit before you get back ? It's not good for your health to walk straight after being startled so much . " said Ayla then looked at the old lady to make sure she was indeed alright .
" I would appreciate that . " said the old lady looking at her with a sweet expression .
Ayla accompanied the old lady in and took her to the last corner table .
" This table is a little hidden . You will be able to rest peacefully without being disturbed . " said Ayla .
" Ayla , what's wrong ? " said Mary .
" A psychopath bastard that doesn't look at the road clearly . He nearly hit the poor woman with his car . " said Ayla .
" Really ?! Mam , are you alright ? " said Mary with a worried expression and filled a cup of water for her .
" I am fine . Thank you ! " said the old lady and started to drink the water .
" Ayla , shouldn't you be delivering the cake now ? " said Mary .
" Mary , can you please deliver the cake for me ? " said Ayla .
" Ayla , you know that another client will be here in ten minutes . He is the one who has requested that big cake and I still haven't finished its decorations yet . " said Mary .
" Decorations ?.....I will do them . Don't worry ! lease , just deliver that cake for me . I can never make it in time . " said Ayla .
" Haaaa........Fine ! I will deliver the cake for you but don't forget to serve that client well . He is an important rich client . If he is annoyed the manager will scold us . " said Mary .
" I will , don't worry . Thanks, Mary ! " said Ayla .
The old lady looked at the two girls with a smile and kept her attention on their conversation . After Mary went to deliver the cake , ten minutes passed . Ayla decorated the cake carefully .
" You are quite an artist . " said the old woman when looking at the cake .
" I try to do my best . I am not good at baking . The only thing I can do is decorate the cake . " said Ayla with a smile .
The door of the store opened and Ayla took the three-tiered, luxurious-looking cake near the front door to give it to the customer . The old lady stayed at the corner table to see if the customer was who she thought it was . When she saw the cake , she immediately guessed who was the client that ordered that cake .
' Hmph ! It really is that brat . ' thought the old lady displeased while looking at him .
At moment Ayla saw the customer , she blushed a little . She couldn't be blamed for blushing through when facing a handsome , rich young man . He had black hair that had the same color as a black diamond , white skin like snow, and a well-built body . He had a cool aura surrounding him and a bad boy look .
" Is this the patisserie grandma told me ? " said the handsome young man looking around the place .
" H...Hello ! " said Ayla .
The old woman sighed in a troubled way when she saw Ayla look at him as a silly girl in love at first sight .
" You must be the client that ordered the three-tiered cake . " said Ayla .
" Yes ! Is the cake finished ? " said the handsome boy .
" Yup , it is ! " said Ayla and went to get the cake .
She took the cake and put it on the tray , carefully moving it to the center . The handsome boy looked at the cake and saw that it was decorated with tiny figurines of roses , lines, and chibbi figures dancing across the lines .
" Are you serious ? " said the handsome boy .
" Pardon ? " said Ayla confussed .
" What's with these decorations ?! Are these made casually ?! I am sure I ordered for the cake to be extremely luxurious . Who the hell was the one that did the decoration of this cake ? " said the handsome boy with an annoyed and displeased expressed .
" I was the one who did it . " said Ayla .
" You ?.........Where is the class and luxury of the cake that I asked for ? Isn't this a professional and renowned patisserie ? How can they let a little girl like you handle my order ? This is simply insulting . Take this away and bring me a real cake , worthy of my money . " said the handsome boy .
The first image of the handsome boy that she created in her mind crumbled within a second . Ayla tried to endure for the sake of her job and the cake . The cake was a rather large and expensive one . She couldn't pay for it .
" I did the cake's decoration according to the description that you handed over to us , dear customer . If you are not pleased by what you yourself asked , then it is not our store's problem . " said Ayla .
' I am glad she came back to her senses . ' thought the old lady with a relaxed expression .
" You didn't prepare the cake like I asked you to . I will not pay for it . " said the handsome boy .
" The cake is yours and you have to pay for it . " said Ayla pushing the tray with the cake towards the handsome boy .
" I clearly said that I will not pay for it . " said the handsome boy pushing the cake in her direction .
" You have to pay for it ! " said Ayla .
" I will not pay for it ! " said the handsome boy .
" YOU HAVE TO PAY ! " said Ayla .
" If you want me to pay then do a good job first . " said the handsome boy .
" Sir , is there something wrong with your eyes ?! How is this not good ?! " said Ayla with an annoyed tone but still trying to be polite .
" Heh ?! Something wrong with my eyes ?! I think there's something wrong with your eyes . How did they employ someone so skilless like you ? " said the handsome man .
The two of them kept pushing the cake towards one another until the tray flipped and the cake fell on Ayla . The other two workers who were working in the kitchen stayed at the door and saw the whole scene then started to laugh .
" Hahahaha ! Have a taste of your work , miss . " said the handsome boy .
Ayla found herself completely covered with cake all over her . She wanted to throw some cake at him and swear at him but she had to keep herself in control . She was aware that she couldn't go against him since he was marked on the list of the top distinguished clients , meaning he was filthy rich . Also because the job she had at the patisserie paid her well . She got up from the floor and took a tissue to clean her hand . After cleaning her hand , she faced the handsome boy .
" My job was to decorate and deliver the cake to the one who ordered it . The fact that you threw it down and refused to accept it is none of my business . Now , please pay up . " said Ayla covered in cake .
" You are quite a persistent one . Instead of cleaning yourself you still insist here on me paying for the cake . Do you realize you are covered in cream and chocolate ? How about you take a look at yourself in the mirror ? " said the handsome boy .
' This annoying jerk ! Son of a........ ' thought Ayla trying hard to keep smiling .
" I must make sure you pay for it first then I will take care of the mess created . I am only doing my job . " said Ayla .
" Your job , huh ?!......Girls , sure try anything ! " said the handsome boy with a silly laugh .
" Try anything ? " said Ayla confused .
" If you thought that you could leave an impression on me by acting this way then you are dead wrong . " said the handsome boy .
" Excuse me ?!! " said Ayla dumbfounded by his words .
" Oh please ! I saw the way you were drolling when you saw me . You should have some self-awareness . Better know your limits before embarrassing yourself . " said teh handsome boy .
" True ! I thought you looked unusually handsome but now I think that it's quite a pity that these good looks belong to a jerk like you . Such a waste for mankind . " said Ayla with a laugh .
" What ? " said the handsome boy annoyed .
" Let me tell you something . You think everyone who sees you for the first time falls in love with you , don't you ?! Well , don't delude yourself . Not everyone likes jerks . You should be aware of your own limits , shouldn't you ? " said Ayla with an innocent smile .
The old lady laughed when she heard Ayla's words .
Before the handsome boy could say anything the manager came . When he saw the cake on the floor and Ayla covered with cream , he remained shocked .
" What happened ? " said the manager with a tone trying to contain his anger .
" I didn't like the cake's decoration and said that I will not pay for something I don't like . The lady kept insisting that I should pay for it . Not only that but she was also disrespectful towards me . " said the handsome boy .
" Is this true ? " said the manager glaring at Ayla .
" It is true but he was also disrespectful to me . I did not want to be rude but he refused to pay for his order . " said Ayla .
" If he refused to pay for his order then okay . Prepare another one . The client is always the top priority . You have worked here for three years . How come you still haven't understood such an important rule ? " said the manager .
" Are you serious ? " said Ayla surprised when he was defending him .
" Apologize to our distinguished young master immediately . You were clearly the one at fault . After that, you will be punished by your salary being cut in half for next month . You will also pay for the cake that fell . " said the manager with an angry tone .
His words were the final punch that threw away Ayla's composure .
" The one who should receive an apology is me , manager . " said Ayla .
" Who are you , a nobody , to ask for an apology from the young master Aron ? " said the manager with an angry tone .
Aron looked at Ayla with a smirk , waiting for her to apologize .
" True ! I am nobody but at the same time , I am not an asskisser like you . For your information , I have had enough of you . I quit this job . " said Ayla with an angry tone and turned her head towards Aron .
" I fire you before you quit ! How dare you be so disrespectful towards young master Aron ?! Do you even know who he is ? " said the manager with an annoyed tome .
' Seeing the manager lose composure this way , this annoying jerk must be an important person . Whatever ! I have had enough . ' thought Ayla .
" I don't know him and don't care who he is . I hope I never see you again in my life , spoiled jerk . " said Ayla with an annoyed expression .
" What ?!........You ! You !.........I am burning all your recommendation letters . " said the manager .
" Fine by me ! Who wants to work for people like you , stupid asskisser ! " said Ayla with a furious tone .
" You !.....Get out of my store ! " said the manager furious .
" It will be my pleasure to leave after I finish washing up . " said Ayla and took the letter she wiped her hands with then went to the bathroom, area for employees .
" I will make sure the cake and price for disrespecting young master Aron are deducted from her wage . " said the manager .
Aron looked at the cake on the ground then looked at the manager .
" What a rude girl ! Do you check the cv of the people you employ ? " said Aron .
" I am blind . I am terribly sorry , young master . " said the manager with a nervous tone .
" No need to bow your head manager . The one at fault isn't you . The blindest person is this young man here who doesn't even bother to fix his eyesight . " said a voice from behind .
" Who dares to...... " said Aron but then stopped in shock .
The one who spoke was the old woman whom Ayla had saved in the morning .
" G.....Grandma ? " said Aron extremely surprised to see her at the store .
Quince días después, se conoció el veredicto del juicio.Bruno fue condenado a pena de muerte y Mamá recibió cadena perpetua.Quizás porque ya se había hecho justicia, mi alma se sintió libre al fin. Podía ir a donde quisiera, ya no estaba atada a mamá.En sus últimos días, Bruno vivía dominado por el terror a la muerte. Arrojaba al suelo la comida que los policías le llevaban.En solo una semana, adelgazó visiblemente.En el pasado, mis padres y Violeta se habrían deshecho de preocupación. Pero ahora ya no había nadie que quisiera visitarlo.El día de su ejecución, floté en silencio en el aire, observando. En el instante en que murió, su alma, al igual que la mía, se separó de su cuerpo. Me miró aterrorizado:—Iván, lo siento, sé que me equivoqué, ¡no me mates, no me mates!Sonreí:—¿Acaso no estás ya muerto?Él miró hacia abajo, vio su propio cadáver, lanzó un grito y su alma se desvaneció en el aire. Lástima que solo yo, como alma, pude oírlo.Ver que quien me hizo daño se des
Mis padres y mi hermana miraron a Bruno con una incredulidad absoluta. Un silencio pesado se apoderó de todos.Reaccionando, mamá se abalanzó sobre Bruno y agarró su ropa con fuerza:—¡Bruno Montoya! ¡Asesino! ¿Cómo pudiste ser tan malvado? ¡Hasta a tu propio hermano fuiste capaz de matar!Mamá se excitaba cada vez más, y alzó la mano para golpearlo, pero los policías la detuvieron a tiempo.Era la primera vez en todos esos años que veía a mamá intentar pegarle a su hijo favorito.Bruno, al ver que la situación ya no tenía remedio, soltó una carcajada fría. Luego giró la cabeza hacia mamá. Su mirada ya no tenía ni un ápice de calor.—¿Que yo soy malvado? ¡Todo lo que sé lo aprendí de ti! —¿Que soy un asesino? ¿Y tú no eres la que llamó a todos los doctores a mi habitación, impidiendo que lo operaran? —¡Si no hubieras sido tú, ¿cómo habría podido matarlo tan fácilmente?Las palabras de Bruno clavaron en el corazón de mamá. Su cuerpo se quedó rígido al instante, como si todos sus e
Unos días después, y quizás movida por la culpa, mamá organizó un funeral decente para mí.A la ceremonia asistieron algunos familiares, amigos y también doctores del hospital de mamá.Entre ellos estaba la enfermera que una vez intentó ayudarme. Se acercó a mi tumba con un ramo de flores:—Lo siento, si hubiera sido más valiente aquel día, quizás no habrías muerto.De todos los presentes, ella fue la única que me tendió la mano, y ahora era la única que me pedía disculpas. En cambio, mi propia madre, sin rastro de remordimiento, seguía quejándose de mí, como si así pudiera limpiar su culpa:—Iván siempre fue un niño desobediente. —Esta vez, por guardar rencor por cosas del pasado, quiso hacerle daño a su hermano y al final cosechó lo que sembró.Todos sabían en el fondo que mamá prefería a Bruno y conocían el sufrimiento que había soportado todos esos años.Pero nadie quería problemas, así que se limitaron a consolar a mamá con falsedad.De repente, un grupo de policías se dirigió
A la mañana siguiente, mamá fue corriendo al hospital sin desayunar. Papá, preocupado, la acompañó.De camino, mamá no paraba de quejarse con papá de que yo les estaba haciendo perder el tiempo una vez más. Pero al llegar a la morgue y ver mi cadáver, mamá retrocedió aterrada, tambaleándose hasta agacharse contra la pared.—¿Cómo puede ser? ¿Cómo es posible? —Aquel día yo vi que no estaba tan grave y parecía estar perfectamente.Y era cierto, aparentemente no estaba tan grave. Aparte de unas leves rozaduras en las manos por proteger a mi hermano, no se veía nada obvio. Pero precisamente porque me giré para abrazar a Bruno, protegiéndolo bajo mí, el impacto masivo reventó mi corazón.La razón por la que parecía estar perfectamente era porque, con los órganos internos destrozados, estaba al borde de la muerte y la adrenalina en mi cuerpo había alcanzado su punto máximo.Mamá, siendo la directora del hospital, lo habría notado con solo haberme observado un poco. Pero por desgracia,






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