I Am Not Cruel Girl
I Dont Want to Hope Anymore

“Papa doesn't know anything! Papa can't accuse me of taking Papa's file!”

Plaque! Once again Gibran slapped Yara. The boy could only cry.

“Yesterday you made Papa run out of money two hundred billion! Now you take Papa's file again?!”

“Papa wrong! It wasn't me who poured a drink into that bond, Pa! But Sekar! Just take my pink jacket, he went into the papa trus nuangin drink room there! He took her to his room! He put it in my room, let me be wronged.

Now Sekar the ketar-ketir. He stood on the spot looking down, holding his nails. All the servants in this room stared at Sekar as if in disbelief, including his mother.

All of this did not escape Ezio. Heart's rustling. Guilt instantly gnawed at him. He recalled the incident when Yara hit Sekar in the canteen. That why?

Gibran glared at his only daughter. “Good, good! Do you dare to tell your story?! Now that you've done something wrong, you're wrong with someone else, huh?! Stupid kid! Dissident!”

Really, that word is a word that Yara hates. Yara shed tears. Couldn't his father have looked at him like that once?

“I'M NOT LYING, PAPA! PAPA MUST BELIEVE!”

Gibran again slapped him in annoyance. However, it did not make Yara waver. Heart hurts. “How could I not slap me, not mojokin me as if I was the wrongest the world could, Pa? Papa's not aware, Pa? Papa is also a lot wrong to mama!”

Again, Gibran slapped him.

“Mama is sick .. but Papa is marrying someone else. Papa justin mama see her own husband messrah-mesrahan on one roof! Not just mama, but I'm sick of it too, Pa! Paint!” Yara smacked her chest. From a long time ago this was what he wanted to reveal to his father, but Yara did not know how to convey it.

Hearing Yara's words, a drop of water almost fell from Gibran's eyes, but it also made Gibran even more unacceptable. The man was about to hit Yara again with an object, but his movement immediately stopped when Ezio stood in front of Yara who had closed his eyes and was ready for his papa to beat.

“Udah, Om. I beg!”

At that moment, Gibran was shocked. “Who are you?”

Yara, who had been looking down, now looked up and opened her eyes wide to find Ezio.

“I am a friend of Yara, son of Arsel Gunawan.” After the words, Gibran was silent for a moment and nodded, fusing his chin.

“I go first.” Not waiting for Ezio's answer, Gibran leaves before him. Gibran's flat expression made Ezio unable to guess what the man was thinking. Is it the name of his papaya—Ezio— that Gibran can stop his emotions at Yara with a flash?

Yara looks messy. Her hair was torn after being grabbed by her papa. His eyes were softer after crying.

Ezio stretched out his hand for Yara to get up from her seat. But Yara preferred to stand on her own. His eyes he turned in the other direction, not wanting to see Ezio. He was embarrassed, very embarrassed to show his messy self like this.

“Lo no papa?”

“Udah satisfied ‘kan lo watch me like gini? You must be seneng, ‘kan?” Yara's tears just came down despite her bland laugh.

Thousands of knives pierced Ezio's heart. It hurt when I heard that, and it hurt to see Yara's tears. Yara ran with her cries out of the house. Ezio followed, afraid of anything happening with the girl.

“Ra!” call him.

Yara was getting more and more running and she stopped right in front of the pool before taking a breath and exhaling. He tried to hit his chest tight because his crying never stopped. “Come dong! Pliss, Ra! Don't cry! I hate!” but it's gone but no longer sobbing

For a few seconds, Yara stopped crying. He dipped both of his feet into the bottom of the pool. Seeing that, Ezio approached, timid that Yara was doing something reckless. In fact, Yara just dipped her legs and sat on the lip of the pool to win herself.

Ezio was relieved. The man sat down by Yara's side, dipping his feet into a pool that was cold, but quite soothing. There was silence between the two.

“Sorry me.” Only that sentence managed to come out of his lips.

“Lo is not wrong,” reply Yara.

“Lo .. same Papa lo..,” said Ezio carefully.

Hearing that, Yara just chuckled. He found Ezio relaxed. “Why? Lo new know?”

Ezio was silent for a moment observing that sad face.

“From the first too kayak so, from small even I have been beaten often kok, calm aja, haha.”

“Why don't you ever tell me? Why do you pendem all by yourself? Why didn't you ever tell me about Mama Lo, Ra?” tanya Ezio rained.

He was still staring at the pool, smiling faintly. “Gue tried, but Sekar seems more important in your life."

Crus! It was like someone stabbed Ezio.

“Ra ..”

“Lo know no, Zi? Although my mother often felt sick, she did, because she knew her marriage was equally papa it was just a matchmaking because my mother always maksa papa I married her rather than the girl you choose, my mother always maksa papa,” pause Yara sad.

“Mama told me, never make others love us, it's just hurting each other, they will leave us for the person he loves,” he continued. “Stupid, I sell it.”

Jem! Ezio Langsug turned to Yara, as did Yara who greeted him with pushy eyes.

All the negative energy is now gathered in Ezio's body declaring that he is a jerk. In fact, Ezio just incised the trauma of Yara so far by making Yara as a bad person and actor as Gibran did to Yara.

“Gue crybaby huh? I am weak ..?” hisses. “Lo know? I always cover it up all the same behavior I do, so as not to be counted weak. Stupid, I cry in front of you many times.”

For a long time, he thought Yara was just an evil girl who had fun by bullying others, without feeling pain. In fact, the girl was just a street cat who was compassionate, but instead got kicked.

Now, Ezio knows the reason why the girl is strict, because she has been used to getting violence from her papa. Now, Ezio knows why the girl always expects him, because he does not want to get the figure of a man who loves him like a father figure, not even anyone who plays a role in Yara's life.

“I'm sorry, Ra. I'm mistaken. You can be angry at the cave how many thousand times, I'm sorry. I never knew.”

“Gue already sorryin.”

“From now on you can chase me, whatever you want, I follow?”

“Unfortunately I don't want to go back to you anymore, Zi. I hurt myself enough with my expectations." Yara looked towards the pool. "It's better that you keep evil with me, so that I don't expect the same lo again like before."

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