The Hidden Secret
Fail

The tall building, the air that pierced the heart with the wind was getting louder. The long unraveling hair on the terpa became irregular, my gaze remained straight down staring at the passing people. Several times the fingers rubbed the arm that increasingly feels cold, I pensive for a moment tucked doubt in myself.

A mistake I might regret all my life. Suicide yourself!! I walked slowly forward, feet were right at the end of the lip of the building, one more step I would fall. I smiled bitterly, staring at the sky that started raining “Goodbye world!!” cry out as a farewell to this sickening world.

Preparing me to plunge, my eyes closed and

“What are you doing miss?” said someone man, his voice sounded heavy. His hands were curled right in my stomach, but a little more I was about to fall.

I fell silent, slowly opened my eyes “Please don't bother me” I didn't turn my head, not at all curious who thwarted my plan. I lyric his circular hand holding me firmly, such a big hand. Rebelling will be useless, he looks very strong visible from the veins of the back of his hands are clear.

“I just want to be free from the shackles of the world!” shirihku. I hope that way he will let me go.

The man pulled me, away from the lip of the “Mati building in a way that troubles people?! Don't dirty my building with the scandal of the death of a woman who committed suicide!! You will turn off my business!!” his serious-sounding pressure, he let go of his grip.

I can't speak, my forehead is wrinkled “he's not a random person, he owns this place. Will I be sued for attempting suicide here?” my mind's getting messed up. Instead of succeeding in suicide, instead met with a new problem. Really shit.

I turned around, a beautiful smile on my lips. My hand tucked the hair behind the earlobe “Ah, you guessed wrong. I accidentally slipped and almost fell. Thank you for helping me” My voice sounded a little soft, pretending it was an accident, and hoping he would let me go.

I looked up at the man, he was very tall. More surprised to see his face, his gaze so sharp towards me, his hair tied behind his back, he was so sinister. Is not in the stories of novels men who appear suddenly usually handsome face, skin as clear as crystal like porcelain makes the heart will be stunned. But the man in front of me is exotic skinned, his face has an incision wound on the right. Actually he's handsome I think? It's just that the war is a bit scary, his body is so stocky he's like a ruthless gangster loading me shudder. I hit my forehead slowly, how could I be busy with strange thoughts, at a time like this.

“You are not good at lying, miss. Get out of here, if you want to die, don't stay here. Make a hole and instantly mummify yourself” she said, she turned around to walk slowly leaving me.

I looked at his wide back, wanting it to feel like I was hitting him hard. Even then, I have no appetite for suicide anymore. I went back to my apartment, rushed to pack my things. It's upset living in the apartment long ago of the man who thwarted my plans.

“He thinks who ruined the hard plan I intended?!”

“A little more succeeded, but instead he failed!!”

“He thought it was easy to gather this courage!!”

Viloid Arsi Taran the name I heard was given by my late mother. I am currently 23 years old. True to my last name, I am the youngest daughter of the Taran family. A family with great wealth. My father Ezanando Taran was CEO of the company. My first brother Azka Likail Taran (28 years old), a lawyer and a potential successor to the family company and Naka Kay Taran (26 years old) second brother, he is busy in entertainment as an actor and musician. My family background is very heavy. Actually no one cares what I do, who am I to my family? I don't think I'm anyone, my existence never existed for them.

People think being Taran's youngest daughter is lucky, it doesn't apply to me. My mother died after giving birth to me, making the whole family hate me. Never once did I get their attention, love, and affection. Even as my only daughter I was so envious of the closeness of my father and my brothers. I was so distant from them, just looking at them I didn't dare. The look of hatred shown to me was truly frightening. Until I chose to live in an apartment from High School until now, the cost is in my own support for everyday life, Dad only funded my study because I forced him to spend money on me a little. Not even on my graduation day did anyone come to congratulate me, I was the only one who didn't have a photo together after graduation.

The story of love makes no difference. Equally unlucky even the friendship story did not escape. My fiancee Edword the man I hoped could be a place to complain was in fact busy making love with some close friends of my woman, the bastard man and friends who are annoying. I hate them so much.

My forehead shriveled, fingers wiped my face. I was upset just because of that I chose suicide, owh it was so annoying. They'll be happy if I die, no one will cry for me. I should have thanked the man a lot, because I didn't die silly.

My eyes widened, mouth gaping realizing I was really doing a big fool. Previously, I worked as an assistant manager at a fairly well-known company. The problem was a few days ago I resigned. Surely I think all suicide plans are going well, everything is going awry now. I'm alive, the journey is long and I don't have a job anymore. The biggest problem is that all my savings are up. Some I have donated and some I spend on fun. Argh!! I want to scream and cry hard.

A few times I smashed my face on the pillow, regretting a thoughtless act. How now? I'm confused, a dime I don't hold money.

After a long thought, I ended up deciding to return home. I don't know, can it be called a house, everything contains bad memories that stifle. I was standing right in front of the palace house, when I saw my security guard outside so surprised. Of course he was surprised that for years I never went back to this miserable house and again my face might have been a little different when I left the house first, now my face looks more mature and of course beautiful.

I stared at the big door in front of me, before I got here I was brave enough. But after that courage shrinks somehow lost where? i'm anxious. How will their response be immediately expelled?.

Ckit!!

The sound of the car coming to a halt right behind me, I gulped. Think hard who's coming? I was silent.

The squeaking sound of the shoes began to climb up the fifth leg, my heart was beating violently. Jemari playing each other signifies an unstoppable worry. For years I never set foot in this house and now that I'm back after all this time, it feels like I'm a stranger who shouldn't be here.

“Who?”

A resolute voice blaring broke the silence, but it managed to keep me from being moved to say a word. My fingers clenched hard, I bowed with tears filling my eyes. I haven't heard this sound in a long time, maybe I miss him a little.

“You didn't hear it?!” his tone began to rise, sounding snapping.