The Story of the Young CEO
CHAPTER 52 FORGIVE ME FOR NOT BEING A GOOD SISTER

Meanwhile on the same night....

The beautiful girl, Viola Amanda, had mentioned in the previous chapter that she had not been out of the house for a few days. He didn't go to college, obviously.

The girl locked herself in her room more. Crying his fate in his room. They hardly interact with people at home, let alone talk.

Her mother felt sorry for her condition as well. But the family rules are so harsh. Although his daughter but must also run the rules that have been made.

After a long time Viola locked himself in the room, then tonight he went out of the room. He was still sitting quietly in his place, in a long chair in the small garden of his house grasshopper. Without a care the cold and gentle wind hit her beautiful face.

I don't know how long Viola's been sitting there. What was clear was that his head that was slightly looking up at the sky remained motionless. His pair of eyes were still staring at the sky that was strewn with stars.

Yet it seemed that the pair of beautiful eyes were not focused on staring at the one being seen. The spotlight was so empty, so hollow. His eyes also seemed dim, as dim as his miserable fate.

Just imagine her mouth being forced to utter a sentence that went against her heart. The girl was forced to say the word break up to a young man who was so kind to her. Forced to say no love to a lover who is still and very loved.

How pathetic!

At this time, the girl was still in deep sorrow. Seen from her beautiful face covered in matchless grief.

Without feeling a clear tear rolling slowly again on his smooth cheeks. But no longer heard her cries as if her crying voice had disappeared. All that remains are tears....

Yes, he still had a stock of tears to reveal his unfortunate fate. Although either stock of tears is still left how much.

Pain, grief, disappointment, regret, various feelings mixed into one in her tears now.

"Will we be a match, Mas Rai?" his sigh was so soft, soft, as if he could hear. "Why is the fate of our love like this?"

His voice sounded so sad, so poignant.

The girl could only express her grievances and unrest to the silence of the night. To humans, no matter who?

He usually talks to Marsha. But his best friend can no longer contact him because his old simcard has now been replaced. So the Viola simcard on his HP is now a new simcard. The contact number in his HP contact number that has been set by his parents.

While at his new campus he now has no friends who fit him. He hasn't found a college friend like Marsha.

Why is living with her parents so miserable? Everything he wanted to do was set by his father and mother.

Why would they not understand that he had his own way of determining his life? Why should his love life be governed by his mother? Why should the person he loves be determined?

Is that the life of the rich?

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Meanwhile Miko who came from behind slowly approached her sister. On his right arm was a thick jacket. As soon as another meter he reached behind Viola, the handsome young man stopped.

For a moment he stared at the Viola who was sitting behind him. His heart had hesitated, whether to accompany Viola to sit down and chat or not.

The thing is, Viola until now was like he didn't want to talk to anyone. Especially with her who used to hate Viola because of the appearance of the beautiful girl like a man.

That was before, it's over. Now she doesn't hate him anymore, at all. Even he was saddened by the fate of the love of the youngest brother.

As for if Viola did not want to talk to him because he hated it, for example, it was a natural thing. Miko can understand him.

Yet....

While Viola remained unmoved in his chair. As if unaware of Miko's presence. He remained silent while still staring at the sky.

But before long, after solidifying her intentions, Miko again stepped up and stopped at the left side of Viola slightly forward slightly.

"I bother you to join here?" greet Miko soft-pitched.

Viola remained silent, remaining silent. His head also did not move at all even though it was just looking.

Miko was not angry or offended by Viola's attitude. She even smiled a little.

"May I join you there?" miko said again after feeling Viola would not answer her question.

Only this time the beautiful girl who was like a living statue moved. First, after it came to a realization he hurriedly melted his tears.

Then he turned his head slightly lazily beside his left. Then shift the seat lazily also up to the end of the chair to the right.

His actions were clear as a signal that Miko could sit next to him without having to speak. And Miko immediately understood the gesture. So soon he sat down next to his sister without any old clothes.

Once she had sat down beside Viola, Miko immediately pinned the jacket she had brought to Viola's body without asking for approval. But Viola let it go as if agreeing to it.

"You're still sick, aren't you? Still feverish, right?" miko said in a soft, affectionate tone afterwards. "Why not wear a jacket? Are you sick?"

Hearing that tender affectionate speech made Viola's heart slightly moved. He immediately looked at Miko closely.

His facial expression looked so astonished. The look in his eyes clearly exuded suspicion. What does that young man mean?

Miko used to be the one who hated her the most after her papa. It used to be that young man was arrogant and arrogant.

But now, why would he behave like the person who loved him the most and cared about his problems? Why is his attitude no longer arrogant and arrogant?

Even with her face that was as loose as it was, it made little clear that behind her handsome face was hidden deep sadness and sorrow.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Ola?" miko asked like a puff, but her lips smiled. "What... am I pleasing to the eye?"

"What do you mean you're acting like that?" asked Viola pitched ketus still staring at Miko.

"What is that like?" miko asked as if she did not feel.

"You suddenly seem to care and care about me" said Viola. "And you used to hate me the most after papa."

"You were so arrogant" continued Viola. "Now.. Why are you like that sad face? You meanwhat?"

"Can't I change?" miko said in a relaxed tone as if joking.

"It's good that you want to change" said Viola, staying still after looking back at the sky. "Just.. I feel weird...."

Slowly Miko moved her head, from looking at Viola turning to staring at the sky like Viola did. Then said pitched sigh full of sincerity mixed with regret.

"I'm sorry I wasn't such a good brother to you...."

Can't help but Viola looked back at his elder brother fixedly. Miko said she felt so sincere. But also at the same time contains regrets. Regretting what he's been doing to Viola.

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