Love In The Hatred
Events In The Park

Sella had already forbidden the servant to prepare warm water and other necessities but, this young lady still did so because she did not dare to violate her Master's orders. Sella is forced to let the woman do her job.

It didn't take long, Sella had been wearing a white dres limited to the knee given by Mark. Sella looks beautiful and fresh, she let her long hair lay beautifully until it touched her waist.

"Please Miss, Mr. Mark is waiting.

Sella breathes heavily, in fact she does not want to get in touch with the man but, it seems like fate made her have to face Mark. Sella was still standing in front of the mirror, pulling both corners of her lips in a smile and was convinced that this day was coming to an end.

Accompanied by the waiter who did not leave her for a second, Sella walked slowly down several steps to the dining room where Mark was waiting for her.

The dining room at the villa is very spacious. In fact, it is wider than the apartment that Sella lives in. The silence is so thick here. Mark was almost tired of waiting for Sella.

"Please, Miss." Waiter pulls a chair for Sella. Mark who was focused on seeing a new cellphone realized that Sella was already standing in front of him.

"I'm sitting here, just," Sella refused, she was too lazy to be around Mark. Sella sat down with Mark.

"Come sit next to me!" mark shouted, pointing at the chair beside him. "You can go!" he said to the waiter.

The waiter leaned over a bit and returned to the kitchen.

"No. I'm here, just!" Sella does not even want to see Mark, she is more interested in the delicious food that has been served on the table.

"Hard head, choose to sit there

hold on hungry, or sit here eating with me?"

Sella screeched, this food is too dear to pass up her stomach, ah! If only he could resist the hunger Sella would not sit next to this man again, he finally got up and sat down next to Mark.

"Eat a lot so you don't get thin like this!" Mark put the food on Sella's plate.

"I can do it myself!" Sella keeps the plate out of Mark's reach.

"Hmm yasudah, don't be shy if you want, you can finish all this food!"

Sella squinted her eyes, while Mark smiled at her. "Can I eat? Or should I listen to you, again?"

Mark ruffled Sella's hair, although she was always clueless but, he was happy that at least Sella was willing to talk to him a lot.

"Eat, after this I'll take you home!"

"No need .. I can go home by myself!"

"But I'm forcing my way home with me or not at all!"

Sella had no choice but to go home with this man. "But I'm going somewhere to buy my needs!"

"No problem!" Mark is still pushing.

Sella finally resigned because this man did not mind at all. Sella chose silence and started filling her empty stomach.

After a while, the breakfast together was over. Mark and Sella walked side by side to the parked car in front of the Villa.

This man looks dashing wearing a shirt that is rolled up to the elbow, sunglasses perched on the nose increasingly add style and appearance.

Not yet had time to get into the car, Mark's phone rang. Mark knitted his eyebrows together when he saw the name on it, he briefly saw Sella who also saw it, without saying anything Mark moved away from Sella and began to talk to someone behind the flat object.

"I don't care" muttered Sella, walking into the garden beside the Villa.

Beautiful morning, fresh air so felt in this place, no pollution that pollutes it. The wind pulled out some of Sella's fine hair. This beautiful woman stretched her hands as if enjoying the wind that hit her face, the expanse of roses with various colors attracted Sella.

Rosella did not know that Mark had been watching her.

Mark keeps the phone in his pants pocket, he just ended the conversation with Kate. The woman was lying in the hospital and asked him to come to see her. Mark was between two options, dropping Sella off or coming to the hospital.

Mark went a long way toward Sella, until he stopped behind Sella.

"Rossella's." Mark's whisper is right in Sella's ear.

Sella sontak. The taper rose thorns had already scratched his fingers. "Akhhhh!" sella's moans held the sting, she reflexively dropped the rose and turned to face Mark.

Mark quickly grabbed Sella's fingers. This man looked panicked and instantly stuffed the flickering finger into his mouth, sucking and clearing the bloodstains there.

Sella was stunned to see it. The blood on his finger was not too much, but Mark's actions made the blood inside him rustle violently.

The big question pops up again in my head. Does this guy actually recognize her?

"Qu-enough." Sella pulled her hand, she lowered her head and let some hair cover her face.

"Next time you have to be careful, don't be careless to hurt yourself." Mark lifted Sella's chin then, inserted fine hair behind Sella's earlobes, silent for a moment they both fell silent but locked each other's eyes.

Rosella squeezes the dres she wears, trying calmly to wait for what Mark will say next.

"Rosella ... Nice name, isn't it?" Mark picked a red rose and gave it to Sella. But Sella won't take it.

"This park I call Rosella. A name I will never forget in my entire life!" Mark looked far away. Look at the flowers there. "Do you like roses?"

"No! I hate roses. Though beautiful but can create wounds." Sella raised her finger.

Mark smiled wryly. "Have a bad experience about this flower?"

Sella did not answer, but left without saying a word. Mark follows Sella and pulls Sella's hand back to face her.

"You can't avoid it anymore." Mark held both sides of Sella's arm. "Say you're Rosella. You purposely changed your appearance just to fool me, didn't you?" Mark's eyes reddened, he could no longer hold questions and was curious.

"I don't know what you're saying, Mark!" answer Sella. "I don't even know Rosella!"

"Lied!!!" mark shouted, he again grabbed Sella's chin. "You have to take responsibility for what you've done!"

Sella trembled, as hard as she tried to fight her heart remained fragile. If he confesses, the prison is ready to welcome him.

"If you're like this. I'll hate you!" ketus Sella's.

Mark's jaw tightened, not fasting hearing Sella's reply. "We prove!" In that instant he ducked to kiss Sella's lips.

Sella was scared, she hit Mark in the chest. But this man was still approaching his face.

"Don't Mark!" shout Sella.

Plaque!!!

A hard slap landed on Mark's cheek.

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