Waiting for Elena's Love
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Meanwhile, at the residence of Aaron Sebastian, Elena was walking into the mansion owned by her parents.
the sweet girl went straight to the kitchen looking for something in the refrigerator, because she felt a great thirst.
Aunt Mey, who saw her little employer smiling, was very memorized by the girl's habit, always going to the refrigerator, once she got home.
"What's little miss looking for?" asked Aunt Mey.
Elena who was surprised to hear the arrival of Aunt Mey, suddenly looked up at her head, then ...
Dug ...
His head hit the freezer door.
"Aw .." lamented while rubbing the rubbing part of his head that feels pain.
"ups, sorry, miss surprised?" asked bi Mey who felt bad.
"Yes, it's sick bi." The ringis is spoiled.
"Here Auntie help rub the lady's head." Unasked, and Elena refused, while Bi Mey stroked her head that hit the Freezer door.
"Is it still sick, miss?." Ask bi Mey.
Elena nodded. "So quiet bi, where's mama?." Ask Elena.
"The lady's in her locker room, Miss Eliza's home, too." Reply Bi mey.
"Bi .. Can you make me some fruit soup?." Pinta Elena's.
"Bi Mey nodded, "Wait a minute well,"
Elena nodded, then she obediently waited for bi Mey to prepare her ordered fruit soup.
Elena checked some of the messages that went into her phone, her eyes were on a new student admissions ad at one of the top universities in the ginseng country, "Well, isn't it? can't ya?." Distracted speech.
"what's up, miss? and what can it be?, "Ask bi Mey who accidentally heard it while talking to herself.
"It's bi, the university entrance selection, but in the land of ginseng, want to come, but afraid that papa mama does not give permission," Elena replied lethargic.
"don't despair miss, just try, right at least have tried to ask, rather than regret for never trying?," said bi Mey cheered her little miss.
A moment later, a smile rose from her little lady's lips. "yes, auntie right, should at least try well?,"
"Yes .. that's true."
"Thank you for the soup, I took it to the room?" Elena also brought a bowl of white liquid that was colorful because it contained a variety of fresh fruits to her room.
Elena walked slowly up the stairs to her room, at first glance her sister's room was a little open, she also fad approached, wanting to know what her sister was doing.
"You're spoiled too yeah."
"No papa dong, once I spoiled mah."
"yes, mama knows, but you've grown up, you've got a lover, you're still sleeping on your lap."
"Hey, bodo very, I'm also a mama's son, Elena's time is all that can be."
"Eh Bener you know mah, I envy Elena, mama was too pampering him, now I feel like a stepson, when in fact I'm the biological child of mama."
prang ... fruit soup was scattered on the floor.
Elena's body trembled violently, not expecting to hear something that made her almost die where she was standing at this moment, her tears melted unbendingly again.
"What do you mean, please tell me it's not true" Elena asked.
"Dek ... brother can explain, here hug brother yah." persuaded Eliza.
"No .. said first that what you said was a lie." raung Elena.
"Honey .. Mama can explain, even the story, whatever you want to know," Marisa also tried to persuade Elena.
"So that's right, I'm just a stepson in this house?" he cried, somehow now he feels like a stranger in this house.
"There's no term stepson in this house, you're papa's mom's son, that's all, that's all,"
Eliza also cried "Yes right deck, even the brother who feels like a stepson, because mama spoils you more than brother." Eliza tried to hug Elena who was now crying hard, really she felt very guilty, said the word 'stepchild' had to be spoken from her lips, he said, now his feelings feel torn to see and hear the cry of his sister.
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8 Years later.
The handsome figure walked slowly while staring at the screen of his phone, checking some of the messages that might go in there, His black hair seemed to dangle over his forehead, the black glasses he was wearing seemed to complete the mysterious impression, the black eyes he was wearing seemed to complete the mysterious, since he preferred to cover most of his hoddie hair that he wore, some of the girls who passed by him seemed unable to look away, as his masculine side seemed to radiate perfectly.
The foreign arrival terminal was crowded with passengers who had just got off the plane.
This is the first time in 8 years he set foot in the country where he was born, well he has been 8 years in the superpower, busying himself with work, he said, because if he did not force his mind body, he would have been marginalized from there, his tenacity paying off, along with his four associates, they managed to establish their own company, he said, well even though you can't say big, but slowly start sharpening the claws, and ready to compete with other larger companies.
He stopped between the same passengers waiting for their suitcases to come, One by one the passengers began to find their luggage, finally the suitcase he was waiting for arrived, a large suitcase and a small suitcase are now in his grasp, when his hand was about to pull the two suitcases, his ear arrived to catch a voice, a voice that is not familiar to his hearing, and his voice was, the voice that used to dance in her dreams, the cheerful voice that used to fill her daily life during college, and the voice that she missed so much.
He smiled faintly, it turned out that his imagination started dancing again, all this time he often heard that voice in his mind and imagination, he said, his heart was often pounding just because it accidentally echoed in his mind.
Plaque ...
He smacked his forehead several times, because he thought his hallucination was dancing, but again the sound was getting clearer, out of curiosity he turned to the origin of the sound.
Oh God, even now his imagination is manifesting, ahhh... I must be jetlagging, he said.
With a bitter smile he shook his head violently, walked back, somehow the hallucination seemed more and more real.
Oh s**t
The man looked back at the origin of the voice, this time he allowed himself to enjoy a hallucination that slowly but surely seemed more and more clear in his vision, god, I was waiting to miss the girl.
“No Mr Kim, please do not say that, I am very grateful to you” he said in the language of the country gingseng.
“This time I've really got to go back to my country” he looked troubled positioning his phone, then deftly he searched for something from inside his bag, before long a headphone appeared to be attached to her ear, then the girl put her phone in the bag, immediately then her hand nimbly rolled her long hair, and the finishing touch, she stuck the skewer of the konde, and, so that the hair roll does not come off, but some of the hair tendrils seem to be still loose, framing her beautiful face “It's a pleasure to work with you, please don't forget me, a lot I learned from you, a lot I learned from you, and you also do not hesitate to share new things with me ... Once again I thank you, and hopefully we can meet again” he said when ending their chat.
The girl looked down looking at the screen of her phone, then she turned around and walked without seeing what was in front of her and ...
Bruk ...
They collided
