The Revenge of a Bad Girl
Three Months

Three months had passed and Aine had managed to go on her diet. Of course it's because of Iraz. The man who supported him until he succeeded in burning fat approximately 25 kg in a relatively short period of time.

Previously the weight of the Aine reached eighty, but now it is in the range of fifty-five. Aine looks beautiful when skinny.

This morning she woke up a little afternoon because yesterday Iraz took her to the library downtown. They are looking for some books needed to maintain the balance of food.

Aine actually doesn't like to read, but due to Iraz's invitation, she can't resist. Whatever Iraz does for him is fun even if it's his most hated activity. I don't know why, Iraz seems to have something unique that makes Aine stick. That's what.,

Aine woke up in a messy condition. Her curly hair was as if she had just been struck by lightning. His face looks tired. His eyes look beautiful when not wearing glasses even though they are slightly narrowed when they see something.

He came out of the room and found a man tying a shoelace.

"Raz's? You awake?" aine asked slightly narrowed. Although it was not clear to see his face, but Aine was sure he was Iraz. He died with that man's posture.

"Your question makes it clear that you are still sleepy. Sleep again," said Iraz vertical. He looks handsome while wearing a black suit that blends with a red tie. Cute, even though his face is invisible.

Aine yawns. "I'm going for a jog, Raz."

"It's not okay today, Ai. Just rest first, tomorrow we jog together again. Okay?"

The girl scratched her head. Vaporized once again. "Hmmm" he answered briefly.

"Yes, I'm gone, yeah. Is there a deposit?" asked the man to come closer to Aine.

The girl thought. "Oh yeah, I need the same 2 inch acrylic chat brush."

"That's all?"

"Yes. If you could add chocolate ice cream."

"Okkeh. I'm home at five. Don't come out before I go home. Danger," Iraz acted like a father advising his little daughter.

"Okay, Raz."

The man walked towards the door, followed by Aine from behind. The man got into the car, waved at Aine and drove off. Aine simply smiled as she shouted, "Excite, Raz. Have a great day,"

After Iraz passed, Aine reentered. The days are boring if the man leaves. He knew Iraz had to work. The man became a leader in one of the big companies.

Yep, he's high up. It was fitting that he could finance Aine's life which was quite spent.

Aine needs are not cheap needs. Balanced food, the classes he attended, until the equipment he needed everything required a huge cost. But there's no need to worry because Iraz is a rich man.

At first Aine did not know that the man was a leader, but the man accidentally told her. Makes his identity a little more revealing. But it seems that such information is not very helpful to find out the real identity of the man.

Yes, Aine had to be patient to find pieces of information.

Over the past three months, Aine has spent more time at the gym. He took gym classes 5 times a week. It was very helpful to expel his boredom. Usually the class will end with Iraz's return. So after he finished training, he could have fun with the man.

There is no activity today. So what he was going to do now was pour out his talent. Paints. That's all he can do.

Aine sat on the painting chair. In front of him there is a canvas that has half worked. The figure in the painting was clearly human.

The girl's hand began to continue her work. A painting of a man's face. His eyes are similar to Iraz. Or maybe it was Iraz? But the object in the painting was not wearing a mask. If it's Iraz, then he's never seen the real face of Iraz?

Apparently not. Only his eyes are similar. The original owner of the face was Alvan, his ex-girlfriend. It just so happens that their eyes are similar.

"Vann, I miss you. Why didn't you call me? Is it that easy to forget me?" his eyes immediately condensed. "I'm sure one day you'll be looking for my whereabouts. Aye? I'll wait until then."

***

"Sore, Ai," Iraz went into the house with a plastic bag stuck in his fingers.

"Iraz?" the girl was immediately excited.

The man lifted the plastic he was about to. "Well, acrylic paint is the same brush you ordered," thrust on Aine.

With a gercepnya Aine received the plastic. A little open it to view the contents. Ah, what he wants. Iraz is always precise even if it is not explained in detail.

"Where's the cream?" aine asked after seeing that there was no ice cream there.

"Wow, forgot, Ai! Sorry," Iraz just remembered.

"Yahhh, I had a dream to eat ice cream. I've missed it for three months" the girl's lips were instantly soaked.

"Yes sorry, Ai. You are not allowed to eat ice cream. High calories. Your diet will fail" Iraz said as he opened his shoes.

"Then I asked permission. He said he could do not much origin," continued Aine remain manyun.

The man looked at Aine for a moment. "Oh yeah, we're out to buy it. But remember, not much. Okay?"

"Well, I'm kayaking, anyway!" he said when he saw Aine's face.

"Biarin, the important thing is to be able to eat ice cream,"

"What do you have money for?" ask Iraz with his prank.

"Dad, dong, Raz," he said whining.

"Hahahaha, yes-yes," replied the man embracing Aine. "You're making an angry tau!"

Aine simply chuckled under the embrace of the man. It's nice to have friends like Iraz. Love a lot for Iraz.

Before they leave, Aine and Iraz change their clothes. Yes, when buying ice cream, I want to go to the office. I'm a crazy dong. Hehe.

Eventually, the two entered the city center. There are many ice cream shops there. It is free to have a lot of money. I have to go back there anyway.

Aine chooses to shut herself down like Iraz. Wear a white hoodie paired with a black mask. His curly hair was curled up and then covered with a hat.

Actually it's not for nothing, he's just happy the same couple Iraz. I think I have a boyfriend.

Iraz parked his car in front of a small building. A simple shop. Yep, Aine doesn't want a fancy or prestigious shop, the point is she gets what she wants.

Both got out of the car. But just about to step up, someone bumped into Aine. He almost fell down, lucky to be held back by Iraz.

"Be careful on the road!" iraz protest on the impactor.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry" said the person. It turned out to be a man holding two cups of ice cream.

Aine rubbed her shoulders, looking at the man who hit her.

The deg! He was shocked half to death to realize who had hit him.

"Sorry, yes, I was unintentional" the man said before continuing his steps.

"Alvan?" Aine muttered as she followed the man with the look in her eyes. He watched as the hitman approached a girl in front of the salon. Maybe the girl was tired of waiting at the salon to tell the man to buy ice cream.

"Hey, what's up?" Iraz asked Aine. "Is it that sick until you keep staring at it?"

Aine did not answer. He shed tears first. "I miss him, Raz," pointed to the man sitting with a girl.

"Huh? You know him?"

"yeah. He's Alvan. And the girl next to her was Melanie, my sister." replied Aine sadly.

Iraz stared at the two humans closely. Looks friendly. Exchange each other's bribes. They hardly care about the people around them.

"Oh, so he's that stupid guy?"

Aine did not answer.

"You still like it?" ask Iraz.

"Of course, Raz." the girl kept glued.

"Cowok kek that's what you like anyway! Your love is so poor" commented Iraz.

The girl's eyes condensed, if her mask was opened her expression must be pouting. Iraz was so sure he was sorry with Aine's expression.

"He's a good guy, Raz." said Aine weakly.

"What the hell, Ai! He dumped you, cheated on your brother! The man deserves to be exterminated. And you still say he's good?"

"You don't know, Raz!"

The man shook his head. "My advice, don't be too poor about love, Ai. That cake guy is easy to get. Looking for another. Just a suggestion," Iraz took a look at the couple who were drunk with romance.

"No way, Raz. It's hard to get a guy like him,"

"Gosh, what the hell did you see of him? A jerk, no brains, evil and can't be a role model. If I were you, I would hate him. Not very useful,"

Aine turned to look at Iraz. "But we're different, Raz."

The man immediately blocked Aine's arm. "Listen to me, Ai! He is not worthy of you! You deserve better than him. Move on, Ai! Self-conscious!"

"Which is better than him? Who?"

"I am for example."