Love That Starts With Hate
He won't let me go

Evania came to see me happily. Carrying some grocery bags. Harrish followed him behind and his face again scowled—always, every Evania was friendly with me, he looked dislikeful. Maybe because every time she came, Evania would rather go into my room and chat with me. While he has to be alone outside. In fact, the purpose of her bringing Evania here was to accompany her because she was bored. I feel like a bully between them.

Upon arrival in my room, she gave me a shopping bag. I could reject it. Who am I? Not long known to Evania, she has given me expensive items after yesterday financing my salary at the salon. This time it's a dress.

“Everytime you come with me shopping,” said Evania as she looked at me wearing a forwarding dress she had bought for me.

I don't know how to. Though in my opinion, my body shape is not good at all and tends to be wide. I took off the shirt to make her happy.

“You look beautiful in that dress,” said Evania as she looked at me.

Light purple plain dress with neat hem at the bottom.  I've seen this dress on display in one of the branded stores I've been through. I can't believe I'm wearing it now.

“Today I'm with Harrish to have dinner outside,” he said. “You're coming?”

“Ih,enggak ..” I said, directly refused.

I had dinner with these two blind men? I don't think it fits.

“Why not? I deliberately bought that shirt for you, Bin,” he told me.

“But, right ... later he can protest ...”

“Harrish let me set up,” he said, as he approached me with a smile of certainty that tonight everything would be fine. Evania looked at me from toe to head, then took me sitting in front of the glass. “you need a little touch of magic from the kind elf ..”.

***

 “Lo can not praise my work little, yes?” chirps Evania. Again annoyed at Harrish who from home to this luxurious restaurant often looks at me with an harassing gaze.

While I just sat close to my thighs, watching them talk together. It feels like a mosquito repellent. They were sitting next to each other, because it seemed that Harrish did not like being close to me.

“Muji what?” harrish said back, and he sipped his coffee. He seems to like kopi— without salt for sure. “If the results make over lo good, why not open a salon all at once? Where know fat girls can you turn into slim, no need to go abroad for plastic surgery.”

“Not funny!” Evania stopped arguing and looked at me. His angry voice was suddenly friendly. “Come dong, Bin, eaten his steak. Here the steak is famous for being very tasty, you know.”

“She where to eat steak,” chirps Harrish start again. “Eat salted fish .... A-au!!” Suddenly Harrish screamed in pain. Evania has just stepped on her foot in a pissed-off –even as her face is smiling like an angel.

I kept quiet and Evania started to feel bad for me because of all the harassing remarks Harrish made. I feel like I'm sitting here just to be the object.  In fact, I was amazed by my current appearance, because this was first dressed.

Sad ... but this is the risk of being poor in front of the super rich who are arrogant. Worse, all I did was shut up. 

“Tomorrow we go shopping, yes?” take Evania suddenly, no longer bothering Harrish beside her. “Five afternoon I pick up.”

I nodded awkwardly, occasionally glancing at Harrish. He was getting busy with his phone. Then we started eating after the food we ordered was served, while chatting lightly. It's just about work, and I don't understand what they're talking about. Before I got home, I went to the toilet for a while to reflect. Do I still look pretty with my makeup?

I think, still. But for Harrish, whatever expensive stuff I wear on my body, it makes it cheap.