Sweet Like The Devil
Episode 1's

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‘Sweet Like The Devil’ is a story that is from the good children who live here. I want you to leave this story if it is not to your liking.

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There is a story that does not want to be told in a long film, there is a sense that is always held in a despair. Life is on the verge of disappointment over all the events that were never imagined before. I was here, in the same place I was standing last time, with a cold face when I saw a black car leaving the yard of a minimalist house owned by a family that was said to be very harmonious, he said, that word ‘harmonis’ became the funniest word in the world on that day to this second.

Viola Navier Edevane, a long name that is very beautiful and has a meaning that is quite amazing, beautiful women like sunlight who have a kind nature. My parents should never have given me such a beautiful name when they knew that I would never feel the affection of a parent like any other child in general. My dad went somewhere when I was 9, and my mom was at the worst point of her life trying to end her life, maybe if I didn't cry calling her, I will be alone in this world.

It was just the past that shaped my personality today, from that day on, my mom was busy with her office work, she was too busy to forget that I was still in this world, a lot of things I've done to attract his attention, but all in vain and I give up on it. No more rank 1, no more best students, and no more proud achievements.

Today was my graduation day in high school, just like the other students I received a small award a pass sign paper. There were no more awards I could get besides that after my life turned 180 degrees, I became a very different person from a Viola before, he said, a kind girl who only knows how to be a girl you can guess for yourself, that I can't escape from cigarette smoke and the night world.

Michael Alderman hugged my body with a bouquet of flowers he got from his family, we can say we are close as friends and friends because I know him and his family very well. Sometimes I envy Michael very much, because he has what I don't have - a complete little family that cares for each other.

“For you.” Michael gave me a bouquet of flowers, either for me or he just comforted me by giving me flowers.

“Do not take again okay.” My canda while receiving a bouquet of flowers from her.

Our relationship was too strange to be called just a friend or friend, I was too close to Michael, like a couple, but honestly I had no feelings for him at all, I will never be able to love anyone for past reasons.

Days went by faster, a lot of questions came to me about where I would be after school if I didn't go to college studying more specifically, I really wanted to go to art class, she said, but I'm afraid to tell my mother given that our relationship was so close, it could be counted on fingers how many times I used the word in a year, almost nothing, he said, maybe my mom doesn't even know I'm out of school.

Currently I am more busy pursuing part time work that I have previously started, work that I could do after school, after school, now I can work in the morning and go home in the afternoon and then go straight to the club, just spend money, of course not, I don't drink as much as Michael, I just like to smoke, I just like to smoke, and there I can do as much as I want.

Cigarettes are one of the escape spots from all the problems and feelings that are running afoul. This afternoon I just finished my job at a Korean food store, I worked there as a waitress who was originally part time so full time, although in fact this store is open until night, but the, but the owner deliberately made all the employees of the night were men and women only work until the afternoon.

I came out the back door after changing my work clothes with the usual clothes I was wearing before, a short skirt combined with a crop top that actually formed my slim body with a fairly normal chest size, not too big, not too small.

Michael's car was waiting for me in the back street of the store, I went inside and we went to the club together.

“Cigarette.”

Michael handed me a box of cigarette packs after I asked for it, I haven't bought it today and I want to smoke it now.

“Do you not want to stop smoking?.” The words I've always heard from Michael's mouth and make me very bored.

“No.”

“Then my answer is the same.”

“Where are you going after this? Don't you want to go to art school?.”

I fell silent, I really wanted to go to art school to explore what I had mastered well, but I did not want to burden anyone, especially my mother.

“I want to make money first and free to go anywhere.”

“The money will not be endless if you are looking for it, but there is a big intention, you have to achieve your dreams. I think aunt will agree that you continue your studies in art.”

“I don't want to burden him with my presence, let our lives run in each other's way.”

This conversation ended when Michael's car stopped at a nightclub that we used to go to every day, maybe even so often, everyone no longer dared to tease me even if I was alone. This club is my main home rather than my own.

“Marcus is inside, search tuh.” He's a barista here, I know him very well, he's a long way above me and he's like my own brother.

What he just mentioned was Marcus Achasion, the man who used to be one of my friends and Michael here, but because he was older and had first graduated from school to continue his studies abroad, hardly ever come home. These months are the holidays for school children, Marcus is definitely going home.

Michael hurriedly ran up to her and hugged her tightly like a sister who had just met her brother.

“Woi!! Lapasin boy!.” Marcus pushed Michael to release his embrace. The man walked up to me who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, hugging me tightly while patting me on the shoulder. “How are you doing?.”

“As you can see, rather than me it looks like Michael misses you more.”

My words made Marcus let go of his embrace and decided to sit next to me, he hinted at the club waiter to bring us a drink, I did not drink because my consciousness was low when I decided to drink.

“Couldn't drink yet?.”

“Not yet, nor am I interested.”

“How is your family?.”

“Nothing to discuss, same as before.”

Marcus hugged my shoulder, I was always uncomfortable with it but I tried to relax as long as he did nothing. As if understanding the situation, Michael immediately moved his seat between me and Marcus while sharing a spoiled smile.

“I'm going to the toilet for a while.” I got out of my seat, saw that Marcus wanted to follow me but was restrained by Michael and finally let me go alone.

I looked at my appearance on the glass of the ladies' toilet, slightly applying the lipstick that started to fade on the lips. The sound******* from the toilet room really pisses me off, I know this nightclub is definitely free but at least if you want to have sex it's the capital of the room rental, I know, here too has been prepared, disgusting.