The Bride Of Choice
BOC CHAPTER 25 - Saying Rough
As Aileen requested, Havana also removed the hair she put on. Go back to combing Aileen's hair softly and take off that hair.
Little by little until Aileen's hair looks short again.
"You're still beautiful" Havana said, as she put her hair back in the box.
Aileen smiled, knowing how much Havana wanted to make her feel fine.
"Look, you look prettier."
"Right, I'm prettier and sexier" Havana replied confidently, making the two girls then laugh together.
Finished playing salonan salon they both decided to lunch, then both sat in the living room while watching television broadcast.
"Alien."
"What?"
"Tell me honestly, who cut your hair like that."
"I'm alone."
"Don't lie."
"No," said Aileen, but she dared not return Havana's gaze. Keep staring in any direction with eyes that look restless.
"I'm lazy to be friends with you if I'm not being honest" Havana threatened again, she put on a sullen face knowing that Aileen was lying. Where is there a girl who deliberately cut her hair of such origin.
"Say, who did that to you."
Aileen fell silent, slightly lowered her head and played her short fingernails.
Until finally he felt Havana who approached and hugged him tightly.
"Your stepmom? or your 2 half-siblings? or the three of them." asked Havana again, but Aileen still faithfully closed her mouth shut.
And then Havana hugged him even more.
"From now on don't let anyone hurt you Aileen. Don't let them go back to acting on you. They're the real ones, you should be braver."
Aileen cried, the tears fell by themselves. He fought, he fought. But it ended up him who lost, he who was branded wrong. Until the end could only be severe on the lifeline that he had to live.
"Now you're not alone, even though they have all the power of the Clarke family. But the Braile family is no less great!" Havana became passionate, most hated people not knowing themselves like all the Aileen family, just like her stepmother.
"Have not cried, now try to snatch me."
"Huh?" Aileen was confused, suddenly Havana asked her to yell.
"Try to speak loudly to me, so later when you meet the 3 demons you can fight."
"Where could it be," Aileen replied as she wiped away her own tears.
"Just try it."
"No way."
"We have to fight, and you have to fight me."
"It's just messing with Aileen."
"Are you going to hit me too?"
"Don't use violence. Wait, do they hit you often? insolent, then you must also have the heart. If they hit you, answer harder."
Aileen shuddered in horror, never imagined in her mind would do that.
"We try?"
"Wait for me not ready yet" Aileen refused.
"Follow what I say."
"Um all right."
"Basic Jalaang!"
"Geez Hav, that's so rude."
Havana chuckled, as it was the nickname she wanted to pin on Angeline.
"It's okay Aileen, it's just practice."
"All right."
"Basar Jalaang doesn't know himself!!"
"Basar Jal ... I can't Hav."
Hahahaha, Havana laughed out loud. They are funny in what they do.
"Let's turn it around to be rude."
"All right."
"Basic brash!!"
"Basic brash," Aileen's great-grandson.
"The hard one!"
Aileen nodded.
"We say together, 1 2 3."
YOU BRASH!! squeal these two girls, to make Hansel who had entered the apartment immediately shocked in shock.
Then felt angry because the two girls said rudely.
"Havana! Aileen! what are you saying?" call Hansel with a heavy voice, immediately the voice changed to make these two girls shocked.
Havana and Aileen turned their heads, looking at Hansel who was staring coldly, at once they realized the mistake of saying rudely.
"Sir Hansel," said Havana timidly, while Aileen had lowered her head.