Iis Dahlia Bagai Ranting Yang Kering Novels & Stories

Dahlia wipes the blood from her mouth slowly. “That is what you were told.” I shake my head again.“No.” My chest rises and falls faster.“I won’t accept this.” Dahlia slowly stands up. Her movements are slower now but she manages to steady herself. “You cannot run away from it,” she says quietly. “Yes I can!” I reply immediately. “I’m doing it right now!” I take another step backward. “This whole thing is insane.” Dahlia watches me carefully. “There is a reason your power waited all these years,” she says.

Even sitting in a pile of papers piled up like a mountain, his face grave while his eyes were filled with dark bruises, he looked like a drug addict. Dai was also helpless when Irina offered him this job, which was not appropriate, Dai himself knew best. He doesn't like to sit still. What makes Dais sadder than Iowa is that these days, she hasn't come to visit him, or send greetings. With Iowa's personality, she never knew her relatives. Irina gently, put her lips on a cup of chrysanthemum tea, the scent is really pleasant, her eyelashes curl, increasing her beauty.

Dahlia: I don't know why I even tried to fix things with her. I guess it was just my kind nature. I thought that maybe, if we could fix things, we'd get along again. But no. She was so full of hatred and toxicity that she responded with nothing but cruelty. She tried to destroy my confidence. She tried to ruin my reputation and hit me where it hurt the most, questioning my loyalty to her and everyone else. But I think, by this point, everyone knew how loyal I was.

Isabella was still working on some papers when a huge pile of documents were placed on top of the table in front of her. Isabella jerked to the sound of it. She looked and saw Dahlia who stared at her coldly. "These papers need to be sorted out. I'll send the information to your mail" she explained. Isabella looked at the documents and she frowned. It has been endless work since she resumed work that day. Angrily, Isabella spoke. "Are these works for me or you're doing this on purpose, Dahlia?" Isabella asked her. Dahlia hated her guts, she scoffed incredulously at her. "How dare you disrespect me, Bella? Is it because of the rumors about your relationship with Mr Hunt? You should watch it l

I've never had a problem with spending money on a woman but Juni has a money spending addiction. I think that's why she always mingles with the rich. I'm currently staring at my phone's screen when I hear someone beside mention Dahlia's name. I immediately lift my head towards the garden's entrance and I can't seem to breathe properly. There she is standing tall on some shimmering heels, holder a little bag to match the shoes and not forgetting the red fitting gown with a shirt like bodice, fitting all her curves in all the right places. The red seems to shine under the lights here.

- "The day is going to be different, I can feel it" Blair set her bag on the table next to Daliah. She thought about how wrong her friend was. The day would be spent waiting for a text from Ethan, maybe just a polite greeting, or reminiscing about moments that might never happen again. As depressing as it sounded, that was what would happen. - "Why would it be any different?" the redhead questioned. - "Well..." Daliah stepped down from the wooden table. She was radiant, with her hair tied in an elegant bun and the typical violet sheath dress.

“Marigold, I don’t know whatever trouble you’ve gotten yourself into but don’t think you can drag me into it. Do you even know what you are demanding for? Maybe if you work like the rest of your mate do, you will know how difficult it is to cough out such amount of money. How do you even intend to pay back?” That didn’t mean to Come out offensive because it’s the plain truth but marigold suddenly pick offense with it and decide to point fingers at dahlia. “Why don’t you admit it? That you are indirectly comparing me to dahlia. Rub it on my face that I’m a liability and not a working class like dahlia!” She lash, rage and envy glistening in her eyes. I don’t need to rub it all her face becaus

Dahlia ~ I stood, frozen at the spot as I watched Kaden. "W-What?" "You're stuttering now?" Kaden frowned, his eyes shone with confusion. I gulped, my hands clenched at each side. Why on earth did I make that stupid wrong turn and get his attention? "No wonder your scent was everywhere, Dahlia, do you have any Idea how distracting your scent is to me? I could barely focus on anything that was being discussed, have you not done enough?" he questioned with anger.

"What is it doctor?" "Dahlia is having serious deficiency in iron. I don't know if you noticed the symptoms but she's facing difficulties in breathing. She's anemic. Her red blood cells are so low. I'll place her on an iron supplement and dietary plan. But i advise a blood transfusion as soon as possible. I also noticed she's an AB negative. That's a rare blood type, ma'am." I stopped hearing his voice, my eyes filled with tears. How is this possible? Dahlia eats healthy food. How can she be anemic to the point where she needs a blood transfusion? An Ian is the one with the AB negative blood type. I'm doomed.

Daliah is right, and the drink is refreshing. "This is very delicious," I said, praising the drink. Daliah nodded her head, "I hope you can be calmer by looking at this view." Daliah sat in a chair and saw the scenery. The wind blew my hair, and I could smell the scent of the green trees swept by the current "I'm here to calm myself. Somehow it feels like my problem is so complicated I was like I was born just for this," I said.