Scandals

Scandals
The After The Scandal 1


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Keanu Wira Atmadja


For me, love is perfect. Born in the middle of a family that made love his foundation. Seeing my father and mother who since I was born to this size still love each other with great affection. They taught me that love is not something to be afraid of, but instead it is soothing.


Yes .. and until now, all I know is that love is soothing, even just watching it from afar has calmed me down.


She ... the girl who knows since when is always with me. Starting from kindergarten, until we become students at the same campus. He always managed to make me smile just because he saw it around me. He always closes his lips when he laughs, and he always tries to appreciate the people around him.


He ....


But when the worst happened to him. I never saw that smile again. I never found a warm greeting from him again. I was too cowardly to stay by his side. I ... who feel guilty until now.


Me, Keanu Wira Atmadja. Born to be the eldest of three children, having a great father and mother. My first sister was Kalandra Wira Atmadja, I used to call her Kalan. People say, my face is very similar to that of my father, the good looks that the man inherited are now declining on me. But in contrast to Kalan, my sister was very down on my face.


Besides Kalan, I also have Kesya. Princess Atmadja Kesya. The prettiest woman after mother in our family. Why is the mother I call the most beautiful? Because that woman gave birth to me into the world. Sometimes Kesya will be angry with me and do not hesitate to hit me if I continue to call mother more beautiful than him.


Unlike me and Kalan, Kesya's face is a fitting blend of father and mother. His eyes are a little narrow like father's, but his nose is pointed like mother's. His skin was white as milk. He was so spoiled by my father. Mother said, I wanted Kesya before Kalan was born. Sometimes I find my first brother sometimes envious of Kesya.


Although I love Kesya very much, but she is very fair to the three of us. What else to me. For some reason, no matter what I want, I always give it to him, even if it's something I don't think makes sense. And you will always be the first to resist, that's what she's done since I was a kid. Mother said, it is not good to spoil the child.


I was too pampered, before Kalan was born, the affection of my parents only poured out on me, and that made my nature very bad. But that was when I was a kid. Although there are some traits that I still carry until I grow up.


For me, life is perfect, as perfect as love.


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Ansara Wardhana


Just from my last name, maybe some people already know me. Wardhana is the surname of my papa, a respectable family no less formidable than the number one founding conglomerate Atmadja Corp.


I used to feel like I had the perfect family. Papa loves mom, and vice versa. I have a grandfather who loves me very much, brothers who are so considerate. Being born as my only child made me so spoiled by my mom and dad.


But it didn't last long.


When I was fifteen years old, Papa brought another woman into our house. A woman I know works as her secretary. Papa told my mother that he would marry the woman because she was pregnant with her child.


Embarrassing. Disgust. Even I felt heartbroken when I saw my first love was more defending other women who had the status of infidelity than the mother who had cried, begging to forbid papa to marry again.


I watched it all, watched how love ruined my life.


Of love? For me that love is a fool! Like a stupid mama still loves papa even though it has been betrayed all-out by the man. Who still hopes papa will return even though his thin body continues to cry.


Yes, papa chose to leave our house, leaving two women who loved him so much just for the sake of a woman who did not know the self that was suddenly present in her life and in the name of that feeling as love.


Bulshits!


Love for me is hypocrisy!


Love is one way to make others suffer.


Love .. and I wish I never had that.


After papa left, the entire media aired news about papa's affair, and it had an impact on grandfather's company. My dear grandfather became sick, and soon he too left me.


Oh, suffered my life once.


Everyone who has managed to touch my life, slowly left me one by one.


Neither is he. .. the only last human I hope doesn't do that to me, he said,


He's the one I always hoped to be by my side. He was always with me since childhood. He ... who suddenly drifted away because of this matter, he who would no longer be the same.


He left me with all these wounds.


God has turned my life into a mess.


And to me, love is suffering.


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can anyone imagine what their story is like?? wkwkwkwk


inversely yes, Kean same Ara life.


yes, just wait, because I am still focused on The Agreement, so update this story according to my mood yayyy