CHAPTER 4.2

CHAPTER 4.2

"Greta, manang. You have helped me a lot. Don't worry because I will never forget you. And I will always take you to my heart and mind. I understand you Manang, it is better for you to follow mom more because she is the one who pays you. Manang, Greta ... until the next time we meet, I promise, I will do everything to get up. I will show them that I can! I will show them that weight is not a barrier to not being successful in life. So when we meet again. I will bring many gifts to you." I promised them both.

About a few minutes and an hour later they finished putting my belongings inside my suitcase. I'm also done getting dressed. So now we are just quiet in this room and can see in the eyes of the three of us manang and Greta cried a lot earlier because of its swelling and redness.

"You'll be careful on your trip Triah huh? Never go hungry." Greta teased me. This woman really is. I do not wonder if she is insulting or is it really like that she will leave a piece of advice.

"Yes," though it hurts to say goodbye. I still smiled.

Dad approached me. I noticed that mom and Trisha were not here. Is that really how much they hate me? Even in my farewell just to see them for a moment they are gone.

"Triah, this is your credit card and cash. The house key I bought for you is also there. Don't worry about things there. It's complete also.”

“I'm really sorry, if I can't fight you at least with your mommy and twin. Just take good care of yourself there. Don't worry, you have someone with you in that house.”

He will tell me. If I asked who could be with me there.

"Who's that dad? Do I know him? And maybe he's not a sensible person dad." I felt a tinge of fear.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't do such things that would harm one of my princesses. You can trust your partner. And I think you just meet him." Daddy's statement.

"But I hope, your mommy didn't know that I gave you a house. All she knows is that I only gave you cash and credit cards." dad added a reminder to me.

When we were outside the house, Greta and my housemates were carrying my belongings. While my car is in front of us to get to the house that Dad bought.

Dad just hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Greta and manang also approached me and hugged and kissed.

At the same time, they waved at me when I was inside the car. I mouthed them 'bye' and then the car left.

To calm me first, I plugged my headphone into my ear because the driver mentioned that it takes four hours to travel to the place where I will be taken. I just think that my life was not too difficult when I left that house.

But for me. I keep in mind that I will never waste money. I will study hard. Wait? By the way what? Where will I study? Does this mean, I stopped my study? How's this? It would have been just the last four months for me to be in my second year in the coming school year. Haaays.

Instead of bothering with that now, I prefer to rest first and sleep on the trip.

...

"Miss Triah, we're here now miss, miss? Miss Triah," Manong shook me incessantly and patted me to wake me up. Until I opened my eyes. I slowly rolled my eyes and looked outside. It's already afternoon.

"Ah, it's okay. Thank you very much for driving me here. Be careful back home." I reminded.

I went around the area first when it turned out to be close to the sea. The sea is beautiful it is so clear. It seems like the sea is calling me to take a dip.

But sadly, I don't know how to swim. Haays. There is no pig that can swim duh.

I was shocked when someone approached me and grabbed my belongings.

I could say that this man isn’t ordinary who pick up and carry my things because you believe or not.

The way he lifted my baggage the elegance is uplifting. How did I say that? Because the man in front of me is half-naked and I think he is already nineteen years old.

I did not see how he looks like because he turned away. His perfectly molded body still sweaty so you could see every form as if carved by a famous sculptor.

I did not realize that I was inside the house. Maybe because I was starstruck by this young man's extravagance. Wait, don't tell me! Is he the one I can be with here at home? Oh my god. Heaven! I look lucky.

Hey fats! Do not flirt! You are still young!

I think I'm gone crazy, as well as my fat. I have a secret to talk to. Maybe it's the effect of mommy's excessive tweaking this morning.

It was so painful then.

I saw the sweaty man in the kitchen again so I approached him. My eyes are not on him so even though I ask, my eyes were in a different direction.

"Ah b-brother, are you the one that daddy ordered me to be with me here in the house-" I looked at him because I thought I was rude when I would not look at him while talking.

"W-wait? Y-You?"

He did not say a word.

"Aren't you Mike's older brother?" I even literally pointed him.

"I shouldn't be wrong, I remember y-" I was stunned when I remembered something.

"Hmm, so you really remember everything." the young man's tone was tinged with play.

"Tsk. Okay fine I'm sorry, it's not my fault that I got drunk, and-and I also didn't know it was an alcoholic liquor." I defend myself.

"Defensive," he whispered. But I did not notice. I was about to turn around when he introduced himself.

"I'm Esravien Fuenteciville. And yes, I’m Mike’s older brother on my mother's side." he confessed. I was surprised.

"So, your father is different? And where is your father then?" I was suddenly curious.

"It seems like early for me to tell you things about me. We are not closed yet." he chuckled and slightly smirked.

I can't believe what he did.

"Ha! Unbelievable. Fine. I'm Tr-" he stopped me.

"No need to introduce yourself because I already knew you. And I also know why you were here. And why you came to this situation. So Miss Triah Benizh Mondejaro. Learn to clean, do laundry, cook, and so on because we don't have a helper here. And one more thing, I'm just with you here. But I am not a helper. Is it clear? "And he brought his face close to mine. Maybe it's just a handful and our faces will be closer.

"O-Of course!" Hmmp. You think I know nothing about such things. It’s not because I am rich, and fat I will am señorita when I was there at home. You only know my name but you do not know my whole being.

I want to tell him the ones that are on my mind but I can't. I do not know why. It would be better if I just fix these things in my room first. Yeah, that sounds pretty crap to me, looks like isn’t for me either.