The Story of the Young CEO
CHAPTER 11 CURHATAN VIOLA AND MARSHA

Marsha did not expect that Viola was really good at cooking. And the cooking was really good, the flavor was really fitting. Marsha knew that because she was also actually good at cooking.

In her mind tomboyish girls like Viola generally do not like to pay attention to things that are synonymous with femininity, including cooking. But who would have thought that Viola not only can, but falls into the category of experts in cooking.

Truly a unique tomboyish girl Marsha thought.

"Oath! Your cooking is really good, Lala!" marsha half-said exclaiming for the umpteenth time praising Viola's cooking. "That's nothing!"

"Gue aja who is good at cooking, lose your cuisine."

At that time the two beautiful girls of different styles were in Viola's apartment. They are currently enjoying the food they have finished cooking in the dining room.

"Lu don't have to be that way, Sasa," reprimanded Viola who did not like to be praised Marsha excessively like that. "It's customary to praise it."

"Gue isn't lebay, Lala," Marsha said, "it's real from my heart...."

"Oath! I can't believe you're really good at cooking!"

"Udah mujinya," said Viola again as if reprimanding, "need to eat. Later langkutnya lu muji keep...."

"Hahaha.., you can...."

The atmosphere of familiarity was so obvious from the friendship of the two beautiful girls. It was as if they had been friends for a long time. They had just met at their college this afternoon.

Two different characters; one is a feminine girl, while the other is a girl who at first glance looks like a handsome man.

But the two characters they can unite in a friendship that is so familiar. None of them had any issue about each other's appearance.

In a sense, Marsha did not bother about the appearance of the tomboyish Viola, even looking like a man. Although her friend used to be a feminine girl like her.

While Viola himself used to be his friend the majority of men. And he used to seem unhappy with the feminine style or weak gemulai women.

As for now, making friends like the feminine Marsha is the beginning of a new life.

In other words, the friendship was used as a stepping stone to become a whole woman. It was like his aunt's last message.

And in the early days of his friendship with Marsha, Viola was quite impressed with the girl's simple principles and lifestyle.

Although Marsha is the son of one of the leading conglomerates in this city, but the outfit she wears is not brand branded goods.

Marsha's lifestyle is in harmony with her simple lifestyle, although she is also the son of a rich man.

Keep in mind, actually Viola did not approve to live in the apartment. He prefers to stay in cheap boarding houses.

His mother bought him an apartment. So, inevitably she had to live in this apartment.

Moreover, Viola did not want to disappoint her mother who tried to show her mother's affection for her. Even though it was too fancy for him.

Ms. Hellen was trying to understand Viola's uncomfortable feeling of staying at her house. It was caused by the antipathy of Mr. Mahendra, his father and Miko, his older brother who was not happy with his male-like lifestyle.

But if they want to understand a little, actually Viola tried to change into a whole woman. It just had to slow down, he could not do it instantly.

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"Lu learned to cook from the hell?" marsha asked curiously as they sat leisurely in the living room while watching TV. "Lu ever take a course?"

"At first I only learned from my late aunt" said Viola, in a casual tone, not sad anymore when remembering his beloved aunt. "The rest I taught myself by looking at tutorials on youtube."

"Almarhumah?!" shock Marsha instantly stared at Viola quickly. "Aunt you...."

Of course Marsha was surprised because this afternoon Viola said that he had lived with his aunt in Bogor. In her mind that her aunt Viola had not died. But who would have thought....

"Yes.., my aunt has died, not for a month," Viola said. While speaking he tried to suppress his feelings so as not to grieve.

"Sorry, Lala, I don't mean to make you remember your aunt who died" Marsha said in a quick apology. "I'm sorry, Lala. I don't know."

Marsha felt bad for the girl. Because her question made Viola reminisce about her deceased aunt.

Though she sees Viola hiding her grief, Marsha knows Viola is deeply saddened by her aunt's passing. She felt that her aunt meant a lot in the tomboy girl's life.

"Ah no papa, Sasa, just relax," said Viola trying to be calm and calm Marsha so as not to think too much.

"Sorry, if I want to know, like your aunt means so much to you?" ask Marsha carefully.

"Yes so," said Viola sighing. "For me ambu is everything to me."

"Lu call your aunt ambu?"

"Yes, since I was a child I called her Ambu" said Viola, "because I've considered her my mother."

"It's just my aunt who accepted my gini lifestyle" Viola said, starting to talk about her life. "While my other family has nothing to accept...."

"Even they hate me, berate me, and insult me" Viola continued. "My sample is no longer comfortable in the middle of them. I finally decided to stay with my aunt...."

"But dear.Aunty was so quickly called the Almighty when I was still wanting to lose her affection...."

"Gue can take advantage of the sadness you experience being left behind by people who are very dear to you," Marsha said expressing her concern.

"Lu's right, Sasa, I know it as well" said Viola, "there must be wisdom behind the passing of the ambu so quickly...."

"Maybe one of them so that I stay strong mengejalanin my life even though no one loves me, let alone support me...."

"And perhaps more important than that, so that I may reflect more on my true nature, being a woman as a whole. It was also the last message of ambiguity before he died."

"Lu there is an intention to change your lifestyle that you think is good?" marsha asked inquisitively.

"Yes, that's for sure" said Viola solemnly. "Gue feels disdainful and ambu if I don't get the last message."

"Lu just calm down, there I am with you," Marsha said giving positive support. "Gue will support you as fully as I can."

"Gue can feel that you certainly are not easy to change a lifestyle that has been rooted drastically," continued Marsha. "It's a long and long process...."

"But my advice you do not have to hurry, slow down, follow the flow of destiny that has been settled by you."

Viola turned his head slowly at Marsha, continuing to look at the girl with a gentle smile. While Marsha was also looking at him while smiling gently. And Viola said.

"Thank you for your support, Sa. I hope we'll stay friends until the end of life...."

"Aamiin...!"

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"Lu'll have ventured on the big screen," Marsha said after they fell silent for a while. "Now it's my turn to confide. You want to with no?"

"Ah, you take the nanya. By the way, napa...."

Marsha took a breath, after which she said.

"I've missed someone since I was a kid. I was so scared I wanted to meet.... But baby, nyampe at this time I've never met...."

When he said that, the tone of Marsha's voice was sad. Her beautiful face was veiled with sadness. So quickly the girl dissolved in a deep sad atmosphere.

"Your boyfriend?" ask Viola to guess.

"No..," said Marsha. "I didn't want to date him before I met him."

"Oh kirain girlfriend. Who is dong?"

"My brother," said Marsha with a sigh. Sadness shrouded his feelings.

"Since childhood you've never met your older brother?" viola's shock was astonishment as if in disbelief.

"Yes, since childhood" said Marsha. "Say my parents since I was 2 years old. My brother was 7 years old...."

"Is your older brother missing?"

"Not really, but she chose to stay in the village with her grandmother instead of living with us as her family."

Then Marsha continued by saying that at that time her older brother left them and preferred to live in the village, namely in Malang with his grandmother or princess.

What reason?

Marsha had no idea about the reason her older brother left them. At that time, her brother was still a child. Didn't think I could think so much.

As for the reason his older brother at that time was that he did not like living in the middle of luxury. Plus he really does not like to see the arrogance of rich people.

Since childhood his older brother was not happy with luxury. He prefers a simple and ordinary life. He is still a child. But I can think about the concept of living like that.

So he decided to leave the house with his luxury. Leaving behind a treasure-studded exit.

Prefer to live in the village with his grandmother who lives with simplicity.

"Since then until now I have never seen him" Marsha said later.

"Why don't you guys just visit your grandmother's village?" comment Viola. "Do you know where the address is?"

"We did go to Malang several times" Marsha said. "But every time we go there, we never see him. Like.. deliberately avoid that from us."

"We ended up there when I was 7th grade Junior High" continued Marsha. "But my grandmother died half a year earlier. While my brother is no longer in Malang...."

"Nobody knows where he's going. What is clear is that people only know that he went with my male cousin who was also his best friend."

"Means you're ama your family don't know what his face is like now?" asked Viola guessed.

"Yes, it seems so," said Marsha worriedly. "But my mother said his face resembled my papa."

After Marsha finished saying so and Viola did not ask or comment again, the atmosphere was immediately silenced by silence. If there were no sound of TV, surely the place would be equipped with silence.

For a moment, the two girls were immersed in their thoughts. Viola thought about her lifestyle which was still opposed by her father and elder brother.

While Marsha continues to think about her older brother who until now has not known where the limb.

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