Amanita phalloides

Amanita phalloides
Farrel and his request


Undergoing the semester holiday by helping the mother's shop, has become an activity that is eagerly awaited by Freya. Therefore, with a step so carefree, the girl went to the cake shop owned by her mother.


At 09.00 WIB listed on her watch, Freya initially will leave in the morning, even she will leave before the cake shop mother open. Unfortunately, Brother Darpa asked Freya to cook fried rice. Afterwards, her brother asked to make black coffee and snacks. Hence, Freya left for the store a little late.


A cheerful smile graced his face as he opened the shop door. But one second later, he was shocked by the presence of a man he did not expect would be here. In fact, Freya had almost forgotten her figure all along. With hesitation, the girl entered the store and walked towards the kitchen. Trying not to care about the figure of the man who had been staring fixedly at him.


"Mother" call her.


The figure of the mother who is making cakes, is a figure that makes Freya feel happy. Because mother, will look so happy when creative with her skills.


"Who? Is it coming?" Ask the mother with a smile that adorns her beautiful face.


"Mother does not say that Farrel works here" said Freya while staring at the mother full of questions.


It looks like your mother breathed deeply, before finally returning to focus on making cake dough. "She's applying for part-time work here. At first you will reject him because you certainly do not like, if he is here. But, only he was applying for work, and the store was also very busy at this time. So, sorry mother who has been selfish, mother does not have another choice" with a typical smile, Dyvia looked at her little princess with her face.


Freya breathed deeply. For a few minutes he was silent in a state of indignation, before finally nodding his head understanding "huh. okei, Aya caved. What can Aya help you with?" Ask with enthusiasm.


With great relief Dyvia rubbed Freya's head mane while smiling happily. I feel so grateful that my daughter grew up so well. Although she has not been able to be a good mother to her children, Dyvia wants to make amends for her past mistakes. "Don't you help Farrel serve the buyer?" Her request.


"Ready mother!" Freya immediately put on an apron, then went back to the middle room that served various pastries, sponge and bread. But before that, Freya first kissed her cheek while saying "aya dear mother"


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Freya thought the atmosphere between herself and Farrel would be awkward. But it turns out, so crowded shoppers who come to the store, making Freya forget for a moment the figure of Farrel who she hated. Think of him as a co-worker who must rely on each other.


Provided his experience working part time at Cafe Edelweiss, making Freya able to handle the atmosphere of the store is quite crowded. Well, indeed experience cannot be doubted, with experience we are able to live life better.


"Finally done" Freya said as she stretched her bodies.


So many buyers were present, the girl did not even have time to sit herself even for a moment. "Nih, make lo" said Farrel, handing over Freya's favorite chocolate milk drink.


"Did you work here?" Ask Freya at last. "Lo doesn't come from a materially deficient family, so it's impossible to work for money"


Farrel drank his soda, after which he looked at Freya with a smile "make you meet" he said.


"You want what the hell is a Rail? Our relationship is over, so stop acting the way it is!" Firm Freya. The girl was about to move from her seat, but was blocked by Farrel.


"Gue never agreed to break up from you, so our relationship has never been completed" said the young man flatly.


"Stop being selfish, Rel, stop acting like I'm the bad guy here. You should be happy, right? You can now freely go out with the girl you like. So, I beg you, don't believe me again"


"There are some things I can't explain the same as you. But I beg you, until everything is done, stay by my side" said Farrel, the man even tightened his grip on Freya's hand.


"Sama lo it hurts Rel, if you love me, let me go, forget the fact if we were together. Don't shake the self-defense I've been building"


Roughly, Freya wiped the tears that fell down her cheeks. This time, he wished his tears had never fallen. At least, he did not want to look weak in front of Farrel. He did not want to look shaky with his decision.


Farrel finally let go of his hand, and stood up from his seat. Right behind Freya, Farrel whispered "gue won't leave Aya, you can freely think that we've broken up. But do not forbid me to make the same decets lo"


With her broad strides, Freya ran out of the store. He no longer had the strength to be next to the young man. Farrel is evil, he is manipulative, he always makes Freya an antagonist in his relationship. In fact, in fact, it was Farrel who had always been evil to Freya. Because he was also Freya finally gave up.


In the past, when Zyva slapped him, when Zyva pushed him, when Zyva and her mother cornered Freya, Farrel never once defended Freya. That man, always made Zyva his priority and number one.


Now, when Freya has begun to forget her figure, when she can make peace with the situation. Farrel came back, and destroyed all the defenses that Freya had built with great difficulty.


To hell with all the excuses that young man had. In fact, all his mistakes, could not be forgiven so easily, because he was wrong. It was very wrong, not only to crush Freya mentally, but physically she was completely destroyed. Countless times Freya was in and out of the hospital, and had to be hospitalized.


In fact, while Freya really expects her help. Farrell never came and helped him. The last time Freya contacted the young man, Freya replied to a cruel message. Why survive, if the edges of Freya back injured?


Till when? How long should he live surrounded by pain? Freya is also an ordinary human being, she also wants to live happily like everyone else. Is that how he is, until he has no right to feel happiness? Does suffering have a life destiny that must always be lived?