The Love Blanket Mr. President
Angel VS Carmen

The next morning, Frank wakes up and he fumbles on the side of his bed to look for Angel's whereabouts. However, the girl was no longer in her bed. Frank got out of bed and got out. He hopes to find Angel on the other side of his house.

"Angel! Where are you?" frank asked as he called out Angel's name in each room. However, the girl was not found anywhere. "Where is he?"

Frank walks into the garden that passes the dining table. One of the servants approached Frank and gave the man a message. "Master looking for Miss Angel? She said, Miss Angel went home first, sir, not to wake you up Mr. who is still sleeping soundly,"

"Come home?" ask Frank. The handsome man who had a profession as a doctor was twitching his forehead. Where is Angel going to go? Is it Dante's house? There's no way he's that stupid, is he?

"Yes, sir, go home. Oh, he also put this on me. He said, when you wake up, please give it to you, "the waiter said again, giving the little brown envelope Frank gave Angel last night.

Frank receives the envelope and opens the contents. The money inside the envelope was still intact, meaning Angel did not take a penny from the money at all.

"Angel, where are you going?" ask Frank for a monologue.

The girl Frank was looking for just arrived at Dante's residence. He wanted to ask the man who had hired him for an explanation about the incident last night at the party.

"Dad! Daddy!" Angel opens the door to Dante's room, but he does not find Dante there.

Not broken charcoal, he's looking for bags and clothes that Dante wore last night. The bag was in the living room, while her clothes were splattered on the floor along with a fuschia-colored dress. Angel picked up the dress. "Evelyn?"

Slowly, Angel approached the room of the woman who was still Dante's wife and opened it slowly. His mouth gaped as he watched Dante and Evelyn sleep hugging without wearing a single piece of clothing on their bodies.

Suddenly, Angel felt her heart pierced by a thousand needles. It's so sad and so sick. In the end, the girl made up her mind to return to her hometown that very day.

She went into her room and tidied up all her clothes that Dante had bought along with all the other accessories and equipment she had. Before long, he had already stood outside to wait for a taxi.

"Miss, will I drop you off?" ask Dave to offer himself.

Angel smiled as she shook her head. "No, Dave. Oh, I'll say goodbye. Thank you for driving me around town and you've helped me a lot, Dave,"

The girl hugged Dave. He already considered the middle-aged man as his own father. It's nice to know Dave, he's such a friendly, warm guy.

Dave returned Angel's embrace and gently stroked the girl's back. "I also thank you, Beautiful Child. Always be careful and careful. I hope we can meet again,"

"Surely, Dave!" answer Angel.

Before long, the taxi he had ordered arrived. Once again, Angel said goodbye to Dave and got into the yellow car. Along the way, Angel's tears kept dripping. The girl let the clear details wet her cheeks without any effort to wipe them.

Two hours drive, Angel finally arrived in his hometown. He asked the taxi driver to stop in front of Madam Sienna House.

Angel did not answer and she immediately went into her room and locked the room. It was there that he spilled all the resentment, disappointment, and jealousy that had been eating away at his heart all along.

The girl ignored Madam Sienna who kept knocking on Angel's door, asking to be opened. "Dear Angel, what happened to you, son? Angel? You want to be alone? All right, but don't try to make my place a crime scene! Remember that, baby!"

Again, Angel did not respond to Madam Sienna's remarks. After being satisfied crying, she sat at the dressing table while looking at the mirror in front of her.

"Carmen, get out of my body!" hatch Angel.

As if there was another person in Angel's body, he shook his head as if answering his own question. "I'm not going out and you're not going to get me out, Angel! Angel is a fake you created! You should be the one who came out of this body!"

Angel's face flushed red with annoyance, he punched the mirror that was in front of him. "Don't you dare order me to come out, you son of a bitch! You always make me weak! You always make me sick! Have you ever made me happy? Just once, Carmen? Let me live in peace without you!"

The girl let blood drip from her knuckles and she did not hear the commotion outside her room at all. Right now, all that was before him was Carmen Brooke, someone she hated so much in this entire world.

"You never made me live properly, Carmen! You always make me cry! There's just something you've done, until I finally hate myself! I hate you! Disappear, Carmen!" angel again in despair.

His screams are heartbreaking. Madam Sienna who heard from outside the room, continued to wait until the girl opened the door of her room. The maniacal woman calms Angel's friends who worry about her. "He'll be fine. He just needs to talk to himself. Go back to the room, today we're going on holiday. Have fun, you guys,"

"really?" ask one of his foster children.

Madam Sienna nodded. There is no way he opened his business if Angel is not able to calm himself.

Inside Angel's room, the debate between Angel and Carmen is still fierce. This time, Carmen spoke. "I just let out the emotions that should have been let out. Is that wrong? Is it wrong to be weak sometimes? Is it wrong that I occasionally demand you to use your heart instead of your thinking logic? What's wrong if I ask you to take care of yourself? We're not weak, Angel. We're strong and yes, we just need balance in life,"

"But you can't, can you? I have to work like this to support myself! What if I wear my heart? Did you think up there? Dante's worst case! What are you doing to my heart?" sue Angel, her tears are still flowing. Her breathing was extremely tight due to the pain she felt and for some reason, the girl also thought her brain this time was unable to function properly. All the shadows about Dante and Evelyn that he saw that morning, kept swirling around in his mind.

"He loves you" Carmen replied briefly. "You just open your heart and let me do the work,"

"No! That's never gonna happen, Carmen! I will never let you take over my body and soul! It's sick! Loving Dante Morgan is very sick! Go then! Disappear, Carmen!" she screamed at Angel and again she threw her new perfume bottle into the mirror.

Just then, Madam Sienna broke through Angel's bedroom door and found the girl lying on the floor helplessly with blood dripping from her knuckles. "Angel! Oh, my God, my son! What's going on, son? What the hell is going on with you? Oh, my dear,"

Angel crying in the arms of Madam Sienna. Just this time he was crying like this. When her parents left her in the city, Angel did not cry like this. But this time, Angel's cry sounded so bitter and painful to anyone who heard it.

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