
Visual Aska Sanjaya Putra/Salendra
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On the roof of a very tall building that was located not far from the boarding house Aska, Nava stood on the edge of the roof guardrail of the building. Nava who tried to cover her face with a piece of black cloth lowered her head to see how tall the building she was building was currently.
Desperate Nava, gathering all her determination the beautiful shadows of her life after making a pact with Utari, re-enters her increasingly claustrophobic mind.
The black shawl covering Nava's face flew in the wind and showing how bad Nava looks now, Plastic surgeons around the world raised their hands to reconstruct Nava's face. But easily and painlessly, Utari changed Nava's deformed face to be very beautiful two years ago.
Nava is desperate, he wants to jump from the top of the building because of his appearance that has turned ugly even though according to the agreement Nava still has one more week.
"Just sacrifice him!"
The soft but piercing voice rang out in Nava's ears, Utari was already standing on the building's guardrail with her white high heels. Without fear the woman walked towards Nava casually without coming down from the top of the guardrail of the building which was certainly narrow even for pointy heels on her little feet.
"Who?" Nava looked up to see the beautiful face of Utari who was splitting the sunlight that had started high.
"Julian!" Utari said the name of the young man she had seen when she met Nava in front of the Nava kosan.
"No, I won't sacrifice him!" the teardrops dripping on Nava's unevenly textured cheeks were not only pockmarked but her face was completely deformed.
"Then jump now!" tell Utari, the figure in a white dress that looks very elegant was already beside Nava's imperfect body.
"Your life or your soulmate's life, you only have two choices.If you choose your life then you can meet other Julian-julian in this world....but if you choose his life you'll never see another Julian anywhere!" utari.
The classy, woken woman leaned her model body against the building's guardrail and an ancient book was in her hands.
"If I sacrifice Julian's life how many years my appearance can last!" ask Nava.
"According to the 2-year agreement!"
Nava looked down miserably, she still remembered what had happened in her life. His memories with the man he had been dating since that Junior High, Julian Mahesa the man who also caused himself in this state.
"I'll sacrifice the man's life!" nava said, and a second passed.
Nava looked at her two hands that looked very smooth and felt her face that was back as beautiful as before. Nava was very happy in the midst of his sadness, Utari just sighed in relief. At least he still has a spare life for the next two years.
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Without warning Julian's luxury sedan car had already slammed and jumped from the road divider and fell into a very steep ravine.
Utari was ready near the destroyed car, she opened her old book. By itself the ancient book absorbed the spirit of Julian who was still breathing but dying in the car.
Utari turned to leave the place, and with a flick of her index finger and thumb. The sound of an explosion and a huge fire snatched away Julian's car.
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The same accident in the same place was experienced by Nava, the difference in the day Nava accident just happened a storm that toppled many trees around the place.
After being told if the road was open Nava immediately returned to Jakarta because her husband Julian was waiting for her, what else that day Nava just got signs of pregnancy.
On Nava's self-driving journey, her still beautiful face full of smiles and Nava's perfect and healthy body was quite in a hurry to arrive.
The phone in Nava's bag rings very often, and who calls that often if not her husband Julian Mahesa. Nava while driving tried to grab her phone in her handbag which she placed in the passenger seat. Her husband would be very angry if his phone call was ignored by Nava.
The look of a truck speeding from the bottom lane and make Nava shocked then slam his steering towards the cliff. Nava survived and was hospitalized for a year, and for a year Julian did not visit her because the man was married to Nava's older brother.
In short, Julian and his brother Noren married and were gifted a daughter, Nava's mother suddenly died and Nava became stranded in the hospital. The disfigured ugly woman tried to find her brother but was kicked out of her family residence.
In the midst of despair Nava met with Utari and made a pact, the request to be young, beautiful and attractive was granted by Utari. Nava with a much different appearance comes to be Julian's assistant to take Julian's heart again.
What Nava got was the fact that her husband turned out to be a runny nose, and Julian was the one who masterminded the death of his mother and caused Nava's brother Noren to be seriously ill.
But his love for Julian brought Nava almost to marry the same man for the second time, the marriage was a failure as Noren left the world on that happy day.
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In his pink room Ratih daydreamed to recall the incident this morning, he felt very femilier with the girl named Utari. Aska's brief explanation can't be trained to digest just like that.
That very young girl, how can she be paired with sister Aska. But the young girl seemed to have no sense of courtesy towards Ratih who was much older than her.
tok tok tok tok tok
"Now, I'd like to talk to you for a second!" Trained immediately got up from her seat and walked outside towards the living room.
At home that can be said to be simple, Ratih was raised with affection and also a very strong Islamic religious education.
"What's buk, sir?" the softness of Ratih's voice echoed throughout the room filled with parabotan from the wood.
"Where do you want to explain about the law prohibiting courtship?" ratih's father spoke quite firmly, making Ratih squeeze into his two palms.
"No sir, I haven't seen Aska yet. Aska has been very busy lately!" for the first time Ratih who respected his parents was lying. Seen from the anger he vented by scratching some areas of his body that did not itch.