The Revenge of a Bad Girl
Aine state

The magic has disappeared. Aine doesn't have anything anymore. If she were Cinderella, her life would be twelve o'clock. Where everything he had disappeared along with Iraz's departure from his side. Simply put, Iraz was the bearer of magic all along.

The slender, pretty-faced girl was crying in the corner of her room. He hugged the trophy he won from a painting race.

If I can be honest, Aine is crying because of Iraz's departure. He had been frightening this for a long time. The best way is to be in the wound.

Well, at least he knows Iraz wasn't created for him.

"Raz, had I been able to control these feelings from the beginning, my heart might not have been this injured." the girl broke into tears. "If you have to part ways like this, then why did you leave a promise?"

The night was getting late, as late as Aine's sadness. The sobs echoed throughout the night. Indicates how sad Aine is now. Well, he's sad without Iraz.

***

The dawn came. The girl clad in casual clothes sat in the front garden of the house. He did not sleep all night, holding back sleepiness for the sake of observing the stars in the sky.

The beautiful eyes that the contact lenses helped with were closed for a moment. His skin felt the cold as the morning breeze. If the man she loved was here, it was certain that the man would be angry to see his girl doing something beyond reason. Sitting all night in front of the house, in the thin clothes she had been wearing since yesterday afternoon. Long hair that is tangled because of the wind and feet that wear a base. He looked pitiful under the rosy sky.

The girl moved her almost frozen finger from grasping the bench board for how long. It is like a body that loses its soul. They have a body but no spirit. Everything is empty without that man.

One night turned out to be quite long if he missed it alone. Bayangin, you are alone in such a vast world. But that is not what makes him discouraged, but losing someone is considered very important in his life.

Not felt, the day has turned bright. The sun greeted cheerfully. The light is so bright, much different from the condition of the girl who has paled.

"Will? You why?"a handsome man clad in a blue suit approached Aine. His face exuded an overwhelming anxiety.

The girl did not move. It is like a statue that is deliberately placed as a figure. A statue depicting endless sadness.

"Will? You sick?" the man touched the girl's forehead which turned out to be Aine with the back of her hand. "God! It's chilly!" abugn.

Soon she opened the suit she was wearing and put it on Aine. "Why are you, Ain?" ask again.

The girl did not answer. Empty look. His lips tightly shut.

"We're in, yuk...!" teach the man. He was going to grab Aine's hand.

"I don't want to!" ketus.

"Why? You're doing it like this, like you're sick!"

"I'm not sick, I'm fine!" aine said firmly.

"Why are you sitting here?" the man's voice was very soft.

"I'm waiting for Iraz" he replied.

"Where did he go?"

"home."

"Huh? Mean how? Doesn't she live here with you?" The man was confused.

"No, Van! He's got another life you can't figure out." turns out that guy is Alvan.

"So you mean, you're alone now?"

"Yes, that's it." she replied weakly. His face was so pale.

"Why did he leave you?"

Aine shakes. Not sure what to answer.

"Don't be sad, Ain, I'm there for you. If he's left you, then I'll come back for you." Alvan clasped Aine's frozen hand.

"No, Van.. You can't wait for him!" Aine pulled her hand. Looking at Alvan full of hatred. "Until now, you will not be comparable to Iraz!"

"Because Iraz isn't a loser guy like you!"

"Not a loser? Then why did he leave you?" Alvan won't lose. "We're the same, Ain!"

"No! Iraz left me with a clear reason. He wouldn't have left if his dad hadn't been sick!" Aine grimaces. "Well you? You left me because I knew my sister was so much prettier! To be honest, I still have heartache with you!"

Suddenly Alvan hugged him. "That's not it, Ain. I sent you back then not because Melanie was prettier, but for a reason.."

"My safety?"

"Well, I kept a secret all along. You wanna hear?"

Aine did not answer. To be honest he was curious but his heart remembered the promise he had made to Iraz.

"You want to hear it, we better go inside. You should change your clothes to warmer ones. I think you're cold" Alvan invited Aine in.

"I don't want to!" reject Aine.

"Ain, please, have mercy on yourself" Alvan pulled Aine's hand. This time he refused. Choose to follow the pull of the man in the blue.

Alvan guides Aine to sit on the sofa. The nature of the man had already returned to the starting point of their meeting. Nice and romantic.

"Have you eaten?" ask her with full of tenderness.

Aine shook her head weakly.

"Well, I cooked for you, how? Let me have some more spirit,"

"No, Van. I'm not hungry!"

"Eh, can't do that.. If you're sick, how? Who's gonna take care of you?"

"No, Vannn!!! I don't want to eat" said Aine.

"Hmmm, so what does Ain want? Tell me, I'm trying to be reckless, "the man smiled brightly, his handsome face was adorable when he smiled like that. Gwi yeo wun.

"I just want Iraz back. That's aja!"

Alvan's face immediately changed pias. "Why ask for something that doesn't make sense?"

"I won't ask if you don't tell me!" emphatically.

"Well, it's my fault. I'm sorry.." scratched his head that didn't itch. "Btw, you want to eat something warm?"

Aine emotions in the man. Alvan could have said repetitive sentences, which he thought was very annoying. He refused, saying he was not hungry or did not want to eat. Why did he repeat again? He has no ears?

Due to her emotions, Aine nodded. According to him Alvan will not understand his feelings. So it's better to be sure.

"Look, Ain't picky about food. He ate everything except for stones. Aye, right?"

"Neating sand too, Van!" sahut Aine's.

"Hahahaha, yeah. Yeah, so don't you want to taste a bowl of noodles?"

"Whatever!"

"Hmmm, I think you'll like my cooking. Back then, I used to eat your cooking, now, we exchange. From now on, I will try to make amends for you." Alvan stands in front of the sink, turning on the water so that it can wash ingredients.

Aine did not care about the man's words. He just focused on thinking about how Iraz is doing right now.

"I want to go back to what I used to be, can you, Ain?"