When Celebrity Meet CEO's
Mistakes
The woman's hand was trembling at this moment. It's impossible for Giovani's nature to change overnight isn't it?
"Borrow! It's not that all the jewels the letters are still on me. And about the diamond necklace gift from my mother last year. Why do you dare to sell it..." Giovani smiled indifferently. This is what he got from the psychiatrist he met last night. He was too afraid to lose someone close to him. To choose to hold your own when injured. Sores that slowly accumulate, can change the way his mind, hurting himself as an impingement.
Therefore, kill or be killed. Strange term, right? However, the psychiatrist who handled it intentionally said so. Preventing the patient from doing self-harm again. Not kill or be killed exactly, just a cliche with a more detailed explanation. It is okay to vent anger but try as hard as possible to control yourself. It's okay to lose one person, because someone else can come in and be present in your life.
"Giovani we are like brothers. Even share a lot of things together. I--" The sentence was suddenly interrupted.
"The servant's son is the servant. Does the servant expect to be equated with the master's son? Have money? How much do you have to become my brother? Sakha bought me a dress for millions of dollars that was set aside from her pocket money as my birthday present last year. And yuuu? After I shared my allowance, three billion necklaces were still on sale?" her lips smiled at the servant who wanted to become this young lady.
Crazy compliments make Fifi forget herself. Have many friends from the upper class, buy things that are not necessary, want to be praised by everyone for being able to treat. Even Giovani's clothes and accessories were not enough to support his appearance. Giovani is too lazy to shop if it doesn't fit his style. Maybe because of that, every friend who brags quiet hours or the latest output bag, Fifi brainwashed. In the end, Giovani sold jewelry, worth one and a half billion considering that he had no papers at all.
Where is the money? There are only about 300 million left. The rest is to buy items in order to exceed other students who are from rich families. Other purposes, only held about three parties at the club'night, celebrating his birthday, and the best value he ever achieved because of his beloved lecturer. In a year of money one and a half billion only 300 million left.
"Gee... Giovani me--" The sentence came to a halt.
"Simson! His mother doesn't work here anymore. Get rid of the things in her room. Just pack his clothes, let his things he borrowed from me, stay in this house." Giovani returned to eating quietly.
"Giovani! You can't be like this! Mrs Denisa will--" snapped Fifi to a halt.
"Still aware of the status of the mistress? Our mother is your mistress. Me and Brother Giovani love Sakha because she considers us her sister. That you? Every day wants to get rid of us, right? Wish we all would die soon." Guess Jimmy was pointing with a fork full of smiles. He knows everything, whatever he gives Giovani will end up in Fifi's hands. Therefore any event that concerns her older sister herself will give the cheapest gift.
Starting from chocolate bean paste with a price of 1000 rupiah in the school cafeteria, Boba ice, there are even times when the sister just fries nuggets for her brother on his birthday. Not what the most bizarre gift, the important one went into her brother's stomach. That's the principle of the young master of the conglomerate family. If Fifi ends up not being evicted today, maybe her sister's birthday present this year is a brown wafer of real Italian chocolate, can be shifted, with a price of 1000 rupiah of saving packaging in the stall.
"Giovani! What mistake? I never had any faults with you." Fifi pleaded, not wanting to leave everything behind. What can he get with the 300 million left in his account? He could only buy a small house. The furniture? Living expenses? A waiter? He is usually served.
Giovani smiled, stopping his eating activities."Remember the music box gift I came from the hospital 5 years ago. I told you not to touch him. You can take the rest! But tonight, you dare touch her..."
Jimmy knitted his forehead not understanding. While Fifi can only be stunned to glance at his suitcase which only contains cheap clothes. He was too careless, too arrogant, should not blatantly point out the events of last night in front of Giovani. His hands trembled considering Kenzie's first gift to Giovani five years ago. The only thing he shouldn't touch at all.
A threat as well as a warning about things that should not be violated. And yesterday he crossed the line, trying to take Kenzie.
*
Kenzie's hands trembled at this moment, standing on the stairs, hearing all their conversations. He recalled the bloodstains on the knife, including the water in the bathtub with a faint red stain. His eyes slightly glanced towards Giovani's left wrist.
"Giovani knew?" inwardly, staring at his little fiancee stepping up the stairs.
"If it's just pity me it's better to go. Take him (Fifi) to your house. This is the chance I gave you to be together." Three sentences that made Kenzie stunned. The words he said, but that's not what he meant. Wasn't...
The young man quickly stepped up to look at the door of Giovani's perfectly closed room.
"Giovani! Openup! Giovani's! I was not intentionally! Gio.." he said knocking on the door of the room hard. Only the sound of a woman's cry could be heard from inside. That's the voice of his fiancee.
"Giovani, sorry. Iloveyou..." The words Kenzie spoke sat on the floor, shedding tears. Still trying to knock on Giovani's door, though no sound was heard other than a cry from inside.
*
Day after day passed, Kenzie unceasingly convinced Giovani. Go to the course or his home. Not bringing results, the girl did not want to see him at all.
"Have you had trouble forgetting everything?" tanyakanya. The girl simply replied with a nod, her eyes looking blank.
The psychiatrist cannot force Giovani to forgive someone. Sucking a rough breath, thinking of other solutions to distract his mind, became the fastest instant way. He does not want his patients to hurt themselves anymore.
"Well, if you want to forget bad memories, make good memories. Suggest yourself to love the one who loves you. Does anyone love you?" ask the psychiatrist.
Giovani nodded."Someone likes me. But only have relationships as friends. He thinks of her as an ex-lover. But I'm not."
The doctor smiled and found a gap. He had to be more careful, not wanting this teenager before him to be pressured."Then make his assumption a reality. Lovely memories of Kenzie you can replace with. Although the meeting with him (William) is short, not as long as you know Kenzie, consider it a long meeting. If she loves you, you may be able to influence yourself to love her. Life is so long, don't shorten it by death. If there are bad memories, make good memories to forget them."
Giovani glanced slightly at the psychiatrist. He stared at the wound on his left wrist that had not dried up perfectly. Suddenly, her tears flowed.
That's where William's luck started. From a psychiatrist looking for a solution for his patients. The insanity started by Giovani from the beginning, William considered them lovers and that time. Giovani dumped her? So Giovani will assume the same thing.
Making mediocre memories as a friend by Giovani, now trying to be remembered into romantic memories by the girl. Suggesting yourself that the world is beautiful. Although accidentally stepped on buffalo dung, but at least the sky is still bright. The meteor hasn't hit it yet, the gas canisters aren't rolling in his cemetery. Even his grave did not release oil. He is a good man, so he cannot cry.
*
One month after...
Fifi gulped down her own saliva, daring to meet Kenzie. The plan works, she is now pregnant with Kenzie's child. It is certain that with her status as Kenzie's wife, she can step on the Sandayu family.
But is it true? The young man was seen drinking his Vietnamese ice coffee in peace, considering that it is unlikely that there is cyanide in it like the case that went viral a few years ago.
There was no panic in the look on his face, when Fifi showed a test pack with two lines.
"Only with you do I wear safety. Take responsibility! Otherwise I would have said this to Miss Eveline, "he said firmly, the fragile content that is still 4 weeks old.
Kenzie smiled, thrusting an ATM card at him."Inside there are 400 million rupiahs. It is up to you to use it for what, take care of the child or abort him. If dumped in an orphanage, that's okay, too."
"You didn't hear? I'll tell your mother everything!" snapped Fifi.
"Before you complain to my mother. I've told you everything, including carrying the glass of wine I drank. The answer from me and my mother was pretty easy. If I had a wife like you, in 10 years my family would be ruined, because of the petty ways you would do later, my son would not have ethics, because he was raised by you. When my family is broken and broken you will leave me. Go find another man. So I can't marry you, it's up to me to have an abortion or raise her..." Quiet answer from Kenzie.
After all Fifi himself wants to eliminate his son, if aborting becomes his choice. But if leaving the parlor becomes her choice, Eveline (kenzie's mother) can adopt her.
"I'll tell the media!" fifi said she was not giving up.
"Died call the police to arrest you, I have proof there's a paid woman who's ensnared me." The sentence from Kenzie still remained calm, pocketing the lab results about the remaining drinks left behind. As well as CCTV footage of the Sandayu family home.
Fifi took a deep breath in the end reaching for the card before her."I'll drop it!" Walk away with quick steps.
Kenzie clenched his hand. Whatever the chances of his son. But to bring Fifi to his family, it wouldn't do. It's really disgusting to know his profile. Being a lecturer's mistress, smoking, dealing with just any man if drunk at the club'night.
He stared at the sky from the glass of the cafe window where he was currently. His gaze was blank, he missed Giovani.