As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapters 90. Not a foster kid anymore.

Jelita continued to walk without direction in the dark of the night, leaving two handsome men who were in a daze looking for her who just disappeared.

Along the way out of the company, the girl was always pondering and thinking about all the commotion that had occurred. His footsteps were so hollow with blank stares on both of his net.

He stopped stepping and sat on the edge of the company yard, crying and continuing to blame himself.

"I should have rejected everything, I was wrong. It's all my fault, I don't deserve to be Madam Caca's foster child even I don't deserve to belong to anyone. I'm just a troublemaking woman" she sobbed in her bitter tears.

...***...

Meanwhile a luxury car driven by Floren and Mrs Berta had just arrived and stopped right in front of the company lobby.

They walked so excited that they did not miss the precious moment, but the footsteps stopped when Floren saw a woman who was no stranger to him.

"Let's wait a minute, I think I know that woman. Ah right that's the kingpin," Floren told his mother, pointing to a woman sitting pensively on the edge of the park.

"Yes, it seems to be him" replied Mrs Berta.

"Mamy, you go first. I want to see him" Floren said.

"As far as you go" replied Mrs Berta then entered the company building to meet her husband.

Floren smiled sinisterly as he continued to walk closer towards Jelita. He stopped in front of Jelita who was sitting, folding both hands in front of the chest.

"Women like you deserve to be on the streets" Floren said.

"You're right, I deserve to be on the streets" Jelita replied, then daydreamed again.

Feeling ignored Floren was upset. "Wake up a cheap chick!" he snapped asking Jelita to get up to look at her face while pulling rough Jelita's hand and clutching her so firmly.

But Jelita, who was daydreaming at that time, thought that it was William who was pulling it by force, until he began to ride black.

Jelita jerked her hand with all her might from Floren's strong grip and as a result, the long, sharp fingernails on the girl's fingers managed to injure Jelita's wrist.

Leaving a wound long enough to bleed.

"Let go! I don't want to go with you!" jelita. He pushed Floren's body, which he thought was William, down.

Brug!

As a result, the beautiful woman also grimaced in pain. "Aw is very sick," Floren whispered as he rubbed his back and looked at Jelita filled with hatred.

"How dare you!" sumpat Floren was about to stand up and wanted to retaliate. But he ignored his intention, when he saw the arrival of Lady Caca who walked closer to him.

Floren was reluctant to get up from his seat, he continued his oppressed drama by pretending to be sad to get the attention of Mrs Caca.

"You're so rude when I just wanted to ask you how you are. I care about you, 'cause I saw you sitting here alone. But what I got, you pushed me."

While Mrs Caca was so surprised and unexpected by Jelita's behavior that was so rude to others.

"Dammit!" snapped Madame Caca and immediately Jelita also realized from her daydream.

He was surprised not to play when he saw Floren sitting down grimacing in pain, as a result of him who had pushed Floren accidentally.

"You ... W-Sorry I didn't accidentally, are you okay?" ask Jelita and help Floren to stand up.

"Get your arm off!" snapped Madame Caca, she brushed off Jelita's hand, until the girl pulled back her hand.

Immediately Mrs Caca helped Floren to stand up. "You okay Floren?" he asked as he looked at Floren's entire body, afraid that someone might get hurt.

"I'm fine, Auntie. Just a slight wound," Floren retorted while showing a blister wound on his palm that was only one centi long.

"Thank God," said Mrs Caca then stared intently at her foster child who was still standing helpless.

"So this is your true nature, you're so rude if no one else is around you huh! This is what I teach you, to push others to the point of getting hurt" Ms. Caca said.

"Mother ... I didn't accidentally, I thought he was someone else" Jelita replied.

"Other people? So even if he's someone else, you'll still push him if you're upset, huh?" madam Caca asked, she pulled Jelita to look at her.

"Sorry Mother ... I was completely wrong," Jelita replied.

"Look at me when I'm talking!" snapped Madame Caca to Jelita who just kept her head down.

"I'm so ashamed to have a foster child like you, aren't you ashamed, making a fuss in front of a public place like this? Or is it your habit, like fishing a ruckus and make my family shy in front of a lot of people?" madam Caca asked, she turned upset to Jelita.

While Floren just smiled with satisfaction, when he saw Jelita was being scolded all out by Mrs Caca.

"Auntie ... He accidentally pushed me, probably because he was sad so his mind wasn't clear. Don't be mad at her anymore, have mercy on her, even if she's your foster child too" Floren said, trying to win Mrs Caca's heart.

"She was wrong, which is why I might not punish her" said Mrs Caca, still upset.

Jelita bowed and cried back, she hid the scratches on her hand that began to hurt.

"Mother sorry ... I was wrong" he said softly.

...***...

Shortly after, Michael managed to find Jelita who was not far from where he was.

He approached the commotion and he was so shocked when he saw Jelita was being scolded all out by his mother.

"Mom! Realize, what are you doing?" said Michael while holding the hand of Mrs Caca who almost hit Jelita's face.

"Don't stop Mamy Miki, this kid has embarrassed us. She was so rude to others by continuing to make a scene in public," madam Caca.

"Mother's right, I've been wrong. I don't deserve to be his foster son, I'm guilty. Forgive me, hit me Mother" sobbed Jelita and prepared to take the blow.

"Mamiy! If you hit Jelita, I won't forgive you!" michael snapped unconsciously.

Madam Caca fell silent and lowered her arm. He looked at Michael in disbelief, "You dare to yell at me just because of this girl?"

"Mrs ... Sorry I'm out of control" Michael replied.

"You've had a bad influence on her and I've always defended her mistake" Mrs Caca said, shaking her head.

"This time will no longer be Miki, I won't just shut up." Madame Caca began to shed tears.

"Mommy ..." said Michael.

Madame Caca moved away from Michael and began to approach Jelita. "Well Jelita, you often break the rules, you also always ignore my orders. You're so hard to manage, you've even brought big trouble to my family."

"Mother ... No," Jelita nodded.

"I hereby declare ... You're not my foster son anymore!" mrs Caca snapped echoing, while staring at Jelita sharply and brandishing her index finger in front of her private foster child's face.

While Jelita was fixated, her heart was so broken when she got an unexpected statement in her life.

"Mother .." said Jelita.

"Don't call me Mother anymore, we've got nothing to do!" refute Mrs Caca.

Jelita. "Mother ... I'm not ready to leave you, I'm still not devoted to you. I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but let me remain your foster son. Mother," he said, bowing at the feet of Mrs Caca.

"Go, I've already let you go. Now you're free to do whatever you want, however you like," Mrs Caca replied.

"Mamiy! ___"

"Quite Miki, mamy doesn't want to hear any of your defense against Jelita and regarding your punishment, will mamy decide that at home later," said Mrs Caca.

"And you Jelita, get away from my feet!" tell Mrs Caca. He tried not to see his foster son who was trying to give to him.

"Mother don't be like that, I was wrong. But I did it by accident Mom, forgive me ..." Jelita sobbed full day.

"Jelita get up," asked Michael, he asked Jelita to stand but was prevented by Floren. "Let her mourn Mike's mistake" she said.

Michael brushes Floren's hand and tries to wake Jelita up. "Jelita get up" Michael asked.

"Don't touch me, I won't wake up until Mom wakes me up" Jelita said, hugging Mrs Caca's leg.

"Dark ... Momy I'm sorry Jelita, I was wrong Mom" Michael said. She could not bear to see her love cry so tightly.

The upset Michael also rests with his mother and will not wake up before forgiving Jelita and himself.

"Miki! What the hell are you doing? Awake up!" tell Mrs Caca.

"Mike, what the fuck are you, huh!" said Floren.

Michael shakes. "No Mom ... I won't wake up until you forgive us both" she pleaded.

Madam Caca was closed and loudly she asked her driver to take Michael away.

"Take the young master away from here!"

"Okay, big lady!" obey the driver while persuading his young master who always rebelled.

...***...

Meanwhile, Wiliam immediately ran when he saw Jelita was in the crowd. He was so upset when he saw Jelita was lying down at the feet of Madam Caca while crying as if.

Without saying much, Wiliam sat down and stretched out his hands to help Jelita stand up.

"Wake ... You don't deserve to be like that" said Wiliam.

"Don't touch me!" jelita snapped, she refused a helping hand from William.

"I won't let you be such a lowly person like this" replied Wiliam.

"Don't touch me ...." Jelita lowered her head and brushed off the hand of Wiliam who wanted to touch the wound in his hand.

"You are wounded" replied William and immediately bandaged the wound.

Suddenly Michael felt heartache, especially he did not see the wound. There was a feeling of tightness within his chest, upon seeing another person who was treating his love wound.

Michael shook the driver's hand and crouched down. "Why didn't you tell me your hand was hurt?" tanyanya panicked, while Jelita just kept silent. A tear that can answer will fill his heart.

"Who is he?" ask Mrs Caca.

"He's my cousin Wiliam, his fiancee Jelita," Floren retorted.

"What, fiancee!" peeking Madame Caca did not expect an answer from Floren.

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Seriate.