2D CEO Or ANGEL OF DEATH
CHAPTER 3 - ANGEL OF DEATH

Time shows at 12:00 WIB. The sun looks timidly behind the clouds and the humid air after the crying clouds make Jihan laze in her rented.

“Bored!” put it on while throwing the body on the bed. He stared at the empty ceiling of the room.

“Ck. Grandma died, and Violet and her friends, Rey cheated on me, and then I killed myself. Suddenly Aideen and Ezryl came. Aideen asked me to be his wife,” complained Jihan while stretching her hands on the bed, “wife huh? Hmm.”

“Oh yes, how about Kyle? What happened in chapter 97?” jihan joked as he grabbed his phone. She opened the Mangatoon app and searched for the Handsome CEO Woman comic on the bookshelf page. Jihan looks serious reading the comic, her thumbs occasionally moving up on the phone screen to read the continuation of the story of Aideen and Kyle.

“What? Kyle cheating?!” Jihan immediately sat down while covering her open mouth in surprise. His thumb grew impatient scrolling through the phone screen with curious eyes.

“Crazy anyway!” rutu Jihan greget, “real all this time Kyle cheating with Brand Ambassador Aideen company? D-and they got caught while having sex at the hotel? Wahh. How does Aideen feel huh?”

“What are you doing?” Ezryl suddenly appeared from the corner of Jihan's rented door.

“Arghhh!” jehan's cry was startled and his phone was thrown to the floor but swiftly picked up by Ezryl.

Ezryl looks giggled at the surprised Jihan.

“Can't you knock on the door or give me a warning before you show up? I could die of shock without having to kill myself because of you!” jihan grumbled while holding his chest that was beating fast.

“Ha-ha-ha. I'm sorry, Miss Jihan,” Ezryl laughed as he bowed like a bowing prince greeting the princess.

“Huft!" grunts Jihan upset.

“What the hell are you reading?” ezryl asked while looking at the screen of Jihan's phone.

The beautiful almond eyes look tense because they are focused on the phone screen, the nose that is pointed like the nose of Jungkook BTS was seen snorting with annoyance. Jihan is stunned to see the beauty of Ezryl who looks like K-Pop idols.

“This was Aideen last night?” tanya Ezryl broke Jihan's daydream without looking towards Jihan.

“I-iya, I thought it was just a comic, but it really happened to Aideen,” Jihan replied slowly.

Ezryl breathed deep air.

“Basic women, well loved, choose the f*ck boy!” ezryl's Umpath.

“Not all yes,” disclaim Jihan not accepted.

“Ha-ha-ha. I mean Kyle,” Ezryl giggled at the expression of Jihan glaring at him.

“By the way, what are you doing here?” jihan asked tilting his head.

“Feelingku said you were here, so I came here,” Ezryl smiled half while raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah, it's good that you're here, because I'm bored.”

“Oh, so you look for me when you're bored?” Ezryl folded both his hands on his chest while staring intently at Jihan.

“Ti-no, ma-.”

“You're instantly scared!” Ezryl laughed heartily at the suddenly frightened Jihan.

Jihan glared at Ezryl with her upset face.

“Do you want to go somewhere?” ezryl asked, muffling his laughter.

“I want to go somewhere where I can feel calm while enjoying the beautiful scenery! You won't be able to take me there,” Jihan's tease while grinning.

“Alright, please hold my hand, Princess,” Ezryl bent down and gave his hand to Jihan, “then, close your eyes.”

“Ck. Let's see, whether you can really take me there or not,” Jihan grinned as she grabbed Ezryl's hand.

Jihan closed her eyes while smiling wryly.

“Open your eyes, Mr. Princess.”

The first thing Jihan saw was Ezryl's empty almond eyes. He stared at Ezryl's charm. However, he wanted to know, what injuries made Ezryl commit suicide. Instead of wanting to know Ezryl's past, he was stunned staring at his surroundings.

A mountain range with a vast expanse that stretches, lush green grass and never stepped on by humans, surrounded by hundreds or even thousands of lush flora untouched by pollution. The vegetables are heard by birds and crickets.

“Wahhh,” muttered Jihan fascinated.

“See? I can take you where you want,” said Ezryl while laying down on a stretch of grass precisely under a shady tree with thick leaves.

Jihan clapped her hand, “you're really amazing.”

Ezryl smiled with satisfaction at getting a confession from the girl who stole his heart.

While enjoying the surroundings, Jihan laid down her body next to Ezryl.

“Hey, something is troubling me,”, Jihan said.

“Say.”

“What injury made you commit suicide?”

Ezryl. The previously shining face defeated the timid sun behind the clouds, now becoming gloomy. Jihan immediately understood, the question was like scraping away an old wound that had long since healed.

“You know, the reason I killed myself was because I was too fed up with the world never taking my side,” Jihan started the conversation.

“My mother is a helpless housekeeper. She raped her husband from her own employer. When the mother held the pregnancy accountable to my father, at the same time, his wife was pregnant and heard the conversation. My mother was kicked out and gave birth to me. Dad always sends money to mom so caught by his wife.” Add Jihan with a blank look to the sky.

Jihan sighed as if releasing all the burden and tightness in the chest.

“One day, I was 6 years old. His wife and son went to my grandmother's house where my mother and I lived. His wife hit his mother and his son looked at me sharply, his gaze so scary. From that day on, my mother left me and my grandmother. He went with my dad. I don't know how they've been up to this point. Until grandma died a month ago, I really slumped.” Reciprocity.

“How is his son currently?” ezryl asked while turning his face to the right to look at me.

“Violet, her name. One college and one major with me. He always bullies, reproaches, insults, humiliates me and he also cheats with my girlfriend,” Jihan smiled bitterly. The forced smile was as if that was his way of releasing the weight on the chest.

“You are not alone. I'll accompany you,” Ezryl looked at Jihan very deeply.

Jihan just kept quiet, imagining how her life would be going. I don't know. He took a long breath.

“At that time, I was 20. Since SD, I've been a victim of bullying,” Ezryl started the story.

Spontaneous Jihan turned her face to the left to look at Ezryl with a look of shock and disbelief.

“My mom died when I was 5. He's got chronic gerd. My father's a scavenger. Even to eat alone we have to look for leftovers in the stalls. I could go to school because I was financed by a generous person. However, my poor appearance remains attached. Shirt that is shabby is not ironed, shoes that are shabby because it goes with the mouth, the body that smells of junk and at rest I never follow the snack.”

He fell silent, swallowing the bitterness of the long-buried wound.

“When I was in college, I got a scholarship to a famous college. At that time, I was always taken to the back of the campus. I was kicked, slapped, lashed and beaten to release the anger of those who were famously the children of college officials. One day, they saw me gliding with my father. They wanted to hit me with the car they were driving, the father who realized it was saving me and bleeding on the spot, while they ran away and ran away. Since there were no witnesses at the time, I was accused of giving false statements to the police and defamation. I-I was really desperate until I decided to end my life,” explained Ezryl at length with a hoarse voice and tears that drenched his cheeks.

“You're great, really great. Bear the pain for years,” said Jihan who felt empathy for Ezryl.

He was ashamed to think that he was the most hurt person in the world. There are still people less fortunate than him.

“When I became the angel of death, I saw that there were so many who ended their own lives because they felt that they were the most hurt, whereas, if they could survive for a little while longer, they were the most hurt, the sun must be present to shine a light on their dark lives,” said Ezryl while wiping his tears.

“The saying goes, the wheel is spinning. But, I didn't believe it, because, my position was always below and the wheels were deflated,” Jihan laughed forcefully.

“Actually, your wheels will spin, it's just, it's not time yet. You need a little more patience.”

Jihan breathed her. Either he had to believe it or not in Ezryl's words or consider it the wind. Because basically, life is beautiful for those who are lucky. As for the poor man, he will always be in the thick of misfortune.

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