My Hot ART
Before the yellow stale curls
Aiden's chest grew hotter like there was a fire burning in there, his jaw hardened and clenched his hands tightly, his eyes also reddened when he saw the scene in front of his eyes. Where Gwen and Ansel looked friendly.
Now he's convinced that he's in love with the girl he thinks stinks. But he was too late. Gwen belongs to Ansel.
He shouldn't have followed them, so he didn't have to feel this pain. Aiden closed his eyes for a moment, then exhaled violently. After he calmed down, he got up from his seat, leaving the cafeteria.
Ansel put down the spoon he held in his arms, as he watched Aiden come out of the cafeteria.
"Come, bribe." Gwen opened her mouth wide but Ansel put down her spoon instead.
"He's gone" Ansel said, rubbing his face violently.
Gwen's face turned sad, but a moment later she smiled faintly. "We should not have to do this play because it is useless. He does not love me" said Gwen, trying hard.
He had hoped that Aiden would approach him and show his jealousy, but his conjecture was wrong. The man just walked away, leaving Gwen disappointed.
Ansel stroked the back of Gwen's hand, as if giving strength to the girl.
"We better go home" said Gwen, as she moved from her seat and was followed by Ansel.
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Aiden hit the driver of his car repeatedly, venting his anger. His eyes grew even more obstructed as he watched Gwen and Ansel exit the cafeteria together, hand in hand.
"Why should I feel the pain the second time?" aiden muttered with rage. Her fate is unlucky, and she doesn't realize that her selfishness is hurting Gwen.
"I have to how? Should I send him to Ansel? Like I gave Kirana to Nathan? No ... No ... I won't give up this time" he murmured again, shaking his head slowly and firmly grasping the steering wheel of his car.
Aiden won't give up until there's a yellow janur curling in front of Gwen's house. He did not want to lose the person he loved for the second time. This time he will fight it.
Not long ago, the car he was driving was parked neatly in his yard, along with Ansel's car that came along with him.
Aiden got out of the car, so did Ansel and Gwen. The three people stared at each other intently and were full of hostility.
"Look I'll take Gwen out of your hands!" inner Aiden, looking at Ansel intently.
"And I will make you jealous half to death, and express your feelings, to Gwen! You're a prestige boy!" Ansel speaks in the heart.
"What do I wish for him. Look at his sharp gaze as if he wants to skin me!" inner Gwen, feeling disappointed with Aiden's attitude.
After being satisfied with the inner battle, the three men entered the house and walked towards their respective rooms.
Gwen sobbed bitterly while she was in her room. Then he took his suitcase and put his clothes in there. "I shouldn't have lived here in the first place! I've lost the purity of my lips and also—" Gwen was unable to continue her words, she rubbed her chest repeatedly, which felt tight. In this case, he who felt the most harmed. But, he was also wrong and regretted his conversation, because he was already lulled by Aiden's touch and fondness.
"I hate you so much, Om!!"