I Am Not Cruel Girl
Sassy
...You have no right to judge me, even though I'm a cruel in everyone's eyes...
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Angel put her hand on the forehead of the girl who was just lying with her eyes closed, her forehead was still quite hot. He lifted the blanket that had been exposed because of the act of the girl. He smiled faintly to find the deep face of Yara who was asleep. Like a child crying and falling asleep.
Although not a child born from her womb, she already considers Yara like her own soulmate considering she is just a barren woman who is lucky to get a girl that she can take care of from her husband. He always worried about the girl whenever he was even though sometimes he was busy with his work. She doesn't care if her husband doesn't love her. He just wants to love Yara and replace the position of mother for the girl.
Sensing that there was an elusan on her forehead, Yara opened her eyes slowly. Find a woman who is shocked by his awakening. Yara wanted to sit down and Angel immediately helped her, but her hand was immediately pushed aside by Yara.
He just remembered, the girl in front of him was an untouchable girl. The girl who never wanted to talk to him and always looked at him coldly.
“You want to eat again? Or want to drink?” tawar Angel's. From the day her father got angry, Yara fell ill and it was Angel who took care of her. The woman was willing to skip work just because Yara was sick.
Yara did not answer. Meaning no.
“Papa where?” ask Yara suddenly. Angel does not know to be happy because this is the first time Yara is willing to make a sound or her heart must be melos because of the question. Even though Gibran is that cruel, Yara still wants to find him? Since that day, Gibran never returned home to check on his son.
“She's still doing her job in the office,” replied Angel soberly.
“I'm just saying, it's not me. I don't know anything.” Yara's eyes looked in front of her blankly. Sounds weak.
“Mama believe,” says Angel soothing. The woman tries to hug Yara, but is again pushed aside by her. As a result Angel chose to be quiet, at least he accompanied the girl so as not to be alone.
Angel still remembers a memory five years ago in which she married Gibran, a wealthy businessman with one child, in which Yara flatly rejected herself as his surrogate mother. At that time all he saw was Gibran, who would accept a woman who could not have children like him. However, at that time he also saw a fragile little girl who was not taken care of by her parents like a kara.
“Maafin Mama, Yara ..., please accept Mama fully as your mama, Yara ..” Angel breathed a weak breath. He looked down, resigned to Yara's attitude that was too cold to him.
Yara turned her head towards him, her expression still flat. “How can ...,” he said nanar. “How can I find someone who is the third person in the household papa with my mama? How can I find someone who has hurt my sick mother? Worse mama still survived to see her husband friendly same man in one house.”
“Inget no? You marry a married father because his wife is sick on the grounds that no one takes care of me? You are equally sure papa .. if you can replace Mama because mama will not exist. Now my mama is gone, and you have changed.” There was no emotional tone from his voice, no anger, no expression at all on his face, just a blank stare.
“Sorry.” Angel did not know what other words he had to explain, all his words were up. He wanted to say again that everything he did was for the sake of Yara, and for the sake of helping his papa company that had plummeted at that time. However, marrying a married husband without his wife's consent is still wrong.
“You can be angry with Mama, Yara. Sorry Mama.”
Yara looked at Angel who looked chaotic, looking a lot of regret in her eyes. Unexpectedly, Yara smiled wryly. “I'm sorry about it first.”
“Everything has passed, all the past, free regrets because it has happened.” The girl smiled thinly making Angel look at him in amazement. Yara looks a little grown up saying that.
“But I haven't been able to receive you as my mama completely, I need time.” Angel nodded in understanding. There was a bit of warmth in his heart and of course it was. He did not expect the hardened girl to have forgiven him and had smiled at him this time.
“Still, Ra. Mama promise even though Mama is not your birth mother, Mama will be a good mother for you so you want to nerima Mama.” He smiled happily, wanted to hug Yara but he paled when he remembered Yara did not like her hug. No more reaction from the girl. The woman wanted to leave Yara to rest.
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The pain caused Yara to be absent for two days. Today is precisely Monday, the girl was finally able to step foot in school. Again everyone instantly fell silent and looked at him as he felt his presence. As usual, the girl will still walk confidently without worrying about the people around her. Through fearful gazes aka hateful gazes from people.
“I swear I'm so scared of him, serem!”
“Makanya don't get stuck!”
“Can diem not lo? If he gets to Denger, we can finish!”
Faintly, he still heard the whispers of people around him that he did not care about. His gaze was now centered on the five girls who were laughing in the middle of the corridor. Damn the direction of his class inevitably had to pass through the horde.
“I think, some days he's a little budeg deh pretend not horrified! The guest is so good at him!” chirp one of the girls that Yara knows her voice, the only brave girl in this school to her. Yara still tried to walk past him and did not care about the girl's words even though her hands were clenched.
“Ih, but you see no, Gen? His face looks like it's a slap?”
“Iya, at most he has been slapped by people for having done evil uhh, trus at most ngadu to his papa, and his papa was angry! Uhh, spoiled cepu kid who is playing victim, huh no hell?” said Genia with a contrived expression staring at Yara in disgust.
“If you don't know anything don't bacot lo!” her screech instantly turned off the whispers in the corridor, and they all immediately stared at Yara dislike.
“Why? not accept? Nindas the guy ‘kan emang lo!” Genia threw her ramblur back, then laughed with her friends who used to be fake Yara's friends.
“Iya, or if he did not finish torturing this person yes, then he was angry to have a rich child he was, eh he was executed so brekedel, uhh kasainann!”
“Eh but ‘kan bokapnya cheating it ‘kan?” lamia asked increasingly heated up who was immediately laughed at by Genia and Reana. Hearing the words that had touched on sensitive personal matters, Yara's heart raced quickly with her blood pressure that felt increased. Pain and anger hit him.
Yara who had been silent, now just slapped Lamia's cheek until Lamia fell over because of the strength of Yara's energy. Everyone knows Lamia's fragile physique and now Yara slaps her making Yara look even more like a bad girl.
“Dajjal lo's son! On what basis do you ngehina bokap me?! What right do you give me, huh?! You have no rights!” Yara continued to slap and grab Lamia. Her emotions burned especially when recalling how her papa slapped her three days ago.
The genia that did not accept the fragile Lamia in such a slap instantly grabbed Yara. Yara immediately pushed Genia until her body hit the wall. He slapped her after slapping Lamia. “Lo don't know anything! You don't know anything! You don't know anything! Lo sassy!” yara said like a possessed man, his memory returned the day he was accused and given a look of hatred by his father. He wants to vent it.
Everyone in the corridor covered his mouth in fear. Genia, who was usually strong, was now defeated by Yara.
Shefa and Nalta were directly protecting Genia and Lamia, but her efforts were in vain because Yara was actually going berserk this time.
“That, Mom! Yara crazy, Mom!” report a student who came with a BK teacher.
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