CHAPTER 1.2

CHAPTER 1.2

I was starting to walk out of the restaurant when suddenly someone ran into me.

"Damn, fat woman!" I heard he slightly cussed when hit me.

I was secretly told 'wow' because I was disgusted. And because my patience is long, I did not waste my time staring at the worthless person who ran into me.

As if I will waste my time for some stranger. Tsk.

I am now inside my car, I immediately turned on the car's aircon and then locked the cars’ door. I leaned my back against the chair before starting the engine.

"Woah. What a tiring day." I stated as I pushed my back and stretched both arms.

Suddenly my phone rang and I just looked at the screen to know who was calling.

It is only my assistant, Jen.

"Hello, Jen? Ha? Yes, why? Dah. Derek will forget his annoyance. I don't care, oh go ahead, and just tell Derek that the script should be different tomorrow, bye."

That's how I am a VIP. When I tell them to change, they must change and fix the script that I will give life to. The drama must be extraordinary. The plot is not always like that. So boring and common. I just don't know about others, as long as I do, that's my point of view.

And this is not the first time I suggested Derek change the script, because before one of the movies that I am the artist I told them also to change the flow of the story, and the movie even sold out at various box office. So they should just thank me for what I did.

Because of being occupied, I did not notice that I was here now outside my condominium.

'Marco Polo Residences'

I lived on the fifteenth floor. So as soon as I entered the entrance of the building, the guards greeted me.

"Good afternoon Miss Mondejaro,"

I just returned them with my sweetest smile.

I am here inside the elevator. While waiting for my floor the elevator suddenly stopped. I thought I was stuck. But someone just came in.

I did not expect this someone that has a call on his phone, so I accidentally heard their quarrel on the line. This man is just saying cheap things. So my eyes are on him.

He must have noticed me looking at him intently, so he throws a deep sighed. He didn't even bother to take his phone away from his ear.

"What?" he turned to me at once and shouted.

I just sniffed.

"Tsk. Are you deaf? Hello, I am asking you. Argh, you’re such a pain in the ass! Well, who wouldn’t get affected by my charm." he winked but still staring me arrogantly.

I act like I'm sick. And the elevator on my floor opened just in time. So without hesitation, I marched out. Tsk, arrogant. Too bad to waste a bit of my saliva.

"Hey fat! You thought you were beautiful. Look the oils in your body were already leaking, gosh how gross." he shouted angrily.

Just like what I've said. Common plots are boring. So I was not shaken by his lines as I went out of the house every day.

I just raised my middle finger to him while turning around. Simultaneously closing the elevator.

When I was in front of my condo I took my card inside my shoulder bag. Then swipe the key card section to open the room.

It sounded like a signal inside the room had been opened so I immediately went in and then locked the door again.

I immediately dropped myself on my soft sofa bed. It feels so good on my body. It's nice to sleep because of its fluffiness.

I have not removed my brown stiletto that is over five inches high. I love these high stiletto heels. So even though I am fat I still have poise and then I am beautiful.

Do not believe the man earlier in the elevator. He’s not handsome as well, and he looks like a midget.

Because of my size and height, the man looked shorter earlier.

Someone is calling again on my phone, but I am tired of making an effort to answer the call. So instead of taking the call and answer. It would be better for me to just focus on removing and lying down for a while.

My day was tiring. I also spent money on other things. So I will rest first to regain my strength when I wake up later.

....

Maybe I only slept for a few hours. I don't know, even though I'm fat but I'm not the type of person who almost thinks of sleep. Except for food, I will not deny that.

My eyes are wide awake but my body still lying. I just rolled my eyes and stretched out on the sofa bed. When the door of my condo suddenly opened.

I was not surprised anymore, I gave my assistants an access card in my condo so that I would not have to walk to open them. Who are they? Special? Dah…just kidding.

"I'm sorry Miss Mondejaro, we're just really worried about you because we called you earlier and you did not pick up the phone." Jen immediately arranged the things I had brought. They also put foods from fast food on the table. I’m currently lying.

"Hello, Jen. Until now, you still called me Miss Mondejaro, isn't that so- ahhh." I would have stood up but I could no longer stand up, okay fine. Yes, I am fat. Happy?

Karmi helped me get up and sit comfortably on the sofa. "Thanks, Karmi,"

"Nothing Miss-"

"Oh, that's your miss-miss again. Haays, I told you, if we were in a private place, like this in my condo. Kindly drop out the formality. Hello, it's as if we don't know each other. Eh, in fact. That, you both are my best friend. Chaar. "

"It looks like grandma is acting." she mocked at me.

"Loosen up girls and one thing. Who are we?"

"We are the…" Karmi shouted.

I also got up and then prepared to have a high five with them. "Wonder Girls." the three of us shouted at the same time.

We laughed at our antics.

"Eh, Triah, since you became an actress, you took us as your assistant, we are ashamed of you sometimes because of your achievement. Then we were one of those who bullied you, but now we are here with you, and this is what you repaid to us." Jen’s dramatic speech.

"Yes, Triah, did you remember when we were in high school? Jen and I always bullied you, so we still like this and we want to call you Miss Mondejaro because that's right." Karmi agreed.

"You know what? You two, you’re OA? If you don't stop that drama. I will fire you two. Do you want that?" I threatened them.

Well, the two hurriedly stand up and currently fixing my belongings as if nothing happened. Jen, still cleaning the whole living room. Haays, these two were crazy.

Karmi prepared for our dinner. I also tend to keep up with their food. I am not like others who even in private places still act like I didn’t know them. When we were at the table, I am the one who apologized.

"Both of you listen, to be honest. I forgot the days you bullied me. All I remembered is ... that time you saved me from falling, you saved me from resentment and grief." I did not realize something was starting to drip in my eyes. The pain of yesterday is coming back.

It’s not about people bullying me. If not for my parents' rejection of me. The pain is concentrated. You are the one who is hurting, but I am the one who is being hurt and rejected.

"If you were not there, if… if you were not by my side, how am I? How could I find myself again? If the most painful thing that will happen to you has already happened to you ... Jen and Karmi, both of you are my friends. It's just you two," they both comforted me. Because the pain I was feeling was so intense, it was as if in a few moments my heart would explode with its excruciating pain.

A year has passed, a year I have struggled with. I tried to strengthen my heart and mind. I forcefully admit that I have no importance to my parents.

"Triah, stay calm, please. You might have trouble breathing again. Please," the two of them still comforted me.

"I remembered again because… the pain is still inside of me and to think, I'm the only one living with myself. And my parents didn't try to find me. It's too much pain." at the same time I caressed my heart and still unable to hide the pain and wounds of the past.

"We're always here next to you Triah,"

"Yes thank you, because without you? I might not be here in the world." I still smiled while tears still come out of my eyes.

Smiles do not hide the resentment. I remember the times I tried to take my life. By taking a jar of medicine. I would have been ready when I jumped after taking the medications. But there are still hands ready to hold me.

So I could only say, maybe this is not the right time for me to leave the world. Maybe I can do more than waste my life.

School staff and students witnessed how down I am while standing on the very rooftop of the school. Because of the scandal, I did not do it. But I felt guilty of what I did.

Too much crying suddenly brought back the memories of my past that running through my mind.

"Triah? Oh my God. Triah! Karmi. Call Dr. V! Now, Triah!"