Love In The Hatred
Back to a New Identity

9 Years Later

Paris, France

Time has changed everything. Cute girls and nerds who used to be ostracized everywhere now, have metaphosed into a beautiful career woman. The harsh and sad experience of life makes him determined to change his life so that nothing else humbles and plays him.

Life in a new place is not easy.every day is haunted by fear of the shadow of the past that threatens the peace of his life. Afraid that the police would come to arrest him on charges of hurting others. What's more, the victims are not ordinary people in Canada.

Day after day, Rossela could breathe a sigh of relief because until now she could still roam freely because no one had come to seek and bring up the problem. Perhaps, the man he hurt was fine, had already forgiven and forgotten about him. Or maybe no one has managed to find his presence because Rossela has changed her identity. Only time can answer.

Yep! A few years ago Rossela deliberately changed her appearance. No more thick glasses and braided hair, he even had a small operation to remove a mole on the cheek so that no one from the past recognized him. Rossela even chose to shut down any access or information about Canada and the people there.

During his time in Paris he settled in the home of one of the families and remained working part-time looking for a fee in order to continue his education until graduation with satisfactory results.

The girl who is now 25 years old is working as a secretary at one of the famous companies in Paris. But, suddenly he was transferred to his home country in Canada. Rossela had refused but, her voice still lost and inevitably she agreed to return to Canada.

Airports.

"So I'm sad because you're leaving me." Jassy is not willing to be away from Sella, because Sela is the only good friend she has. "You said you weren't going back to Canada!"

"Jessy, circumstances force me to keep going. Shouldn't we be at peace with the past? I was traumatized by my parents' accident there, but I realized I've been selfish not to visit their graves."

That's not what traumatized Rossela. But, there was no way he could tell the real reason.

"You are a good boy. But, promise not to forget me."

"Hey ... What's wrong with you? I'm not moving planets. We can still visit each other, right?"

"Ah, you're always kidding me. Remember my message well. You must take care of your health and never ignore my message!"

Rossela hugged Jessy. "I know that, thanks for everything!"

Despite the weight, Rossela remains confident of returning to Canada, hoping no one will recognize her current face.

Not far from where Rossela was standing, a man still wearing a white shirt typical of a doctor ran through the crowd. His eyes did not stop scanning one by one until he managed to find someone he was looking for.

"Selp!" His breathing was still irregular, he called out and patted Sela on the shoulder.

Rossela turned around and was surprised to see the person she should avoid was in front of her eyes. "Mr Alexandre? You're here?"

Alexandre hugged Sela. "How can you leave without informing me? Please don't go, Sela. Don't leave me!" Stroking Sela's hair with love. "You know you've hung up my feelings, Sela."

Sela pulled away. "I'm sorry, sir. Didn't I tell you I'm more comfortable being your friend?"

"Either that! We've known each other for a long time and it's only strengthened my feelings for you." Alexandre grabbed Sela's hand. "How many times do I have to say that I love you so much?"

Sela flinching, settled this dashing and kind man. Countless times had Andre expressed love to her. But, Sela still did not accept it. All because he was still traumatized into a relationship with any man. Afraid they just want their bodies.

Sela did not answer, the flight call to Canada has sounded. Sela turned her eyes to Jesy.

"If you're not here, I'm coming to Canada!" cetus Jeshe.

Sela smiled and grabbed her suitcase. "Mr Andre .. once again forgive me." Sela feels like an evil woman who has hurt men as well as Andre.

Alexandre could no longer speak, he realized he had no right to forbid Sela from leaving. Andre just kept silent seeing Sela's back getting smaller in her eyes.

He will be the luckiest man if he becomes the owner of a good girl and as beautiful as Sela. Andre's daydreams after Sela completely disappeared from his sight.

"Selp!" andre's shout attracted the attention of people including Sela. The girl saw it. "I hope you'll answer yes, when I come to Canada, later! You should know that whenever my feelings will never change. I love you so much! And I don't accept rejection of any kind!"

Sela was stunned and not expecting Andre to do that, she smiled and nodded her head.

Not only Andre, everyone who was there also cheered as if they felt the happiness of these two young people.

***

Now, Sela is sitting in the cabin of the plane. Staring out the window where the white clouds were very close to him. In this kind of silence it was suddenly that the shadow of the man from the past crossed his mind.

'Howareyou? I hope you're okay. I hope we never see each other again.'

No matter how hard he tried to forget Mark, however, still the guilt and a little taste still lingered in the heart.

Rossela is back with a new face. The jet-black hair was smeared long, the body was slim like a super model, a smooth white face without any moles decorating it. Much different than when I was in High School. With a new identity, does anyone still recognize it?

***

BRAK!!

"Are you guys not working well, huh?"

Scattered file sheets in the meeting room. A large and handsome man looks angry because he is not satisfied with the design of the new project being worked on. Everything happened outside of his expectations.

"I don't want to know .. In less than 24 hours from now, you have to finish this job without any mistakes, you understand?"

Before leaving the meeting room, his eyes blocked red scanning one by one the downcast employees in front of him.

The footsteps of this shiny black pantovel man began to fill the office corridor. This young and much respected businessman is famous for his stubborn and hot-tempered attitude. However, he is also known to have extraordinary intelligence and dexterity in the business world, he managed to achieve various awards and many cripple his competitors.

The black chair in his workroom swayed as he sat his bok*ng there, leaning his back and closing his eyes. Accidentally fingers combed her hair and felt something between her black hair.

"Damn it!!!" it's a reminder of the stitches in the head.

***

Rossela why would you want a balek kampong? Want to go to the lion's den?😅

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