Don'T Be The Antagonist
Reprehension and Reproval

Fadil glanced at Keisha with a cold look. "Originally you can control how you feel about Fauzan. I'll fulfill everything!" said, cold.

Keisha gulped, staring towards the front. Looking at Fina who kept watching him with a flat gaze, from the middle rearview mirror.

Keisha fell silent, looked at her best friend with a depressed look and lowered her head, looking at her stomach with a feeling of indecision.

"What should I do?" inner Keisha, fret.

"Sir, we have arrived" said their driver, as he entered the compound of the nuclear family home.

"Think about it well. I know the heart's business is heavy. Therefore, after you meet with Fauzan later! When you're coming home, meet me at the second park and give me the answer."

Fadil let out a long sigh and looked at Nuri who opened the door for him from outside.

"Fina will guide you there" continued Fadil, before getting out of the car and taking her niece into the house.

Clamps ....

Fina opened the door for Keisha, making their two beads look at each other.

"I'm not happy to throw friends away. What more old friends!" Fina looked at Keisha firmly. "So please choose the right choice!" he continued, cold and piercing.

Keisha got down from the car feeling heavy. He did not expect his choice would weigh heavily on his steps.

Will riding in an instant way be even more painful for him?

While Keisha is not an airy person and tends to think about all the views of people to him.

The soft antagonist. Maybe the nickname is very suitable for the figure of Keisha who is often worried, but after choosing this path by strengthening the heart.

Keisha sighed, looking at Aina who was already standing on the porch of the house with her oldest child, Alva!  The teenage boy who pushed him violently yesterday, as if killing Keisha was not difficult for him.

Keisha was doubtful. To take a step to start a real war or not.

Moreover, he was in the core house of the Fauzan family! Which means, he will meet with the entire family of his boss in person.

"You didn't pick her up?" asked Aina, to the husband, who was standing behind his back, as if reluctant to face Keisha.

Aina smiled obliquely, smiling a strange-looking smile for the child or Fauzan family who had never seen the side of the bars.

"If I were a brash wife, maybe from yesterday your hair wasn't as flat as it is now, baby!" aina said, with a sweet smile.

Glacier ....

Fauzan swallowed his saliva hard. He looked at the nervous Keisha with a cold look. But there was a sense of inadequacy in seeing the girl continue to be intimidated by many people, except for her wife.

"Pick up your lover. I'll wait inside" said Aina, as she walked away from the place.

Alva followed him, staring coldly at the father, who looked nervous at the enemy.

Fauzan let out a long sigh and walked over to Keisha with reluctant steps.

"Rumpy?" fauzan asked, looking at Keisha who looked at him with a hopeful look, as Fauzan approached her.

Keisha immediately nodded his head, drawing closer to Fauzan, as if hiding from the others.

Fauzan let out a rough sigh. "Here you go, let's go in. My wife is waiting inside!" said, cold.

Keisha nodded and immediately followed Fauzan's footsteps obediently, passing by several people who looked to hate him with nervous gazes.

"If you're that big, you shouldn't have done it!" fauzan said, insinuating.

Fauzan looked at Keisha who was walking behind him with a displeased look that seemed coldly piercing.

Keisha was depressed when she heard it. Slowly, every step he took to climb up the social class, seemed to make himself release one by one his pride by hearing many people humbling himself.

Keisha was silent. Down inside with a bitter look. Not smiling or feeling sad. Just feeling pity and smell alone, seeing himself as low as that in the eyes of many people.

"The disgraceful act you did to me, you think anyone would support it?" fauzan said, making Keisha look at him with a teary look.

"No way! You're just like a whore to them. Understand that, Keisha!" fauzan said, full of emphasis in every speech he said.