After leaving Azzura, Brian didn't know where to go. He got into the car and started the engine, leaving the big house. Brian didn't know where he was going.
The night air accompanied Brian's journey tonight. The Night Goddess is showing her beauty. The clear sky with thousands of stars witnessed the man's turmoil. If he could, he would curse the person who asked him to get married again. But unfortunately, that person is Azzura, his wife.There's no way he could throw all kinds of insults at the woman he loves the most, his baby's mother."Argh...! Damn it! Damn it!" Brian banged his car horn. Make the initially quiet streets noisy because of the sound coming from the car horn.When he was like this, he needed something to calm him down. Brian immediately pulled the car over at one of the minimarkets on the roadside to buy cigarettes. Yes, the man quit smoking a long time ago when he fell in love 12 years ago. But somehow got a whisper from where he wanted to enjoy it again tonight."Good evening. Can I help you?" That's the typical greeting that Brian heard when he entered the air-conditioned minimarket. The waiter smiled kindly as he clasped his hands together in front of his chest. Brian just smiled instead of answering.The queue at the cashier's desk was quite full. With a straight face, the man joined the line there because what he was looking for was behind the counter."Tsk!" Brian dodged when someone seemed to be hitting him. He moved to the right, but it turned out that now he was trapped among many people.'Why is it so crowded like this?' Brian asked himself. Brian's bad mood got worse now. The man was confused about where to go.PLAK!Brian's eyes immediately glared when he felt a slap hit his cheek. Presently he lifted his face to know who had dared to do that to him. Brian felt there was nothing wrong with whoever was there.In front of Brian stood a beautiful girl, about twenty years old, who had gray eyes. What can be said is not the original eye color of Indonesians. A sharp nose with slightly plump lips convinced Brian that this woman might be a tourist. But, for what reason did this tourist slap him?The girl's eyes glared at him. Oh really, Brian has absolutely no idea where he went wrong?"Excuse me. What's my fault? So you slapped me?" Not wanting to curse immediately, Brian wanted to know the reason behind the girl slapping him?"Excuse me, Excuse me. I don't know what do you talking about? But, I know that you have insulted me, you know that?" Brian's eyes widened. It was perfect to hear what the girl said.'This, I'm tired of using English, the girl doesn't know. And what did she say?'"Harassing?" Brian wanted to laugh at the accusation. "Who's harassing who here? I didn't even touch you!" snapped the 35-year-old man. He was embarrassed because he realized that they had now become the spectacle of mini-market visitors."You're the one who abused me. I know I'm beautiful. But that doesn't mean someone as handsome as you can squeeze my ass." The girl was no less fierce than Brian. Regardless of people's strange looks, he didn't want his pride to be trampled on like this."So you're admitting that I'm handsome?" Honestly, Brian's feelings right now are between wanting to be angry and also wanting to laugh."Eh!" The girl covered her mouth with her hand. She didn't think she had accidentally admitted that the man was indeed handsome, even though she knew he was not young. "That's not the point. The point is that you have squeezed my ass without permission!""So, if you have permission, can I?" Brian didn't know why he felt the urge to seduce the girl. She is charming and also beautiful.'Stop, Brian! Since when did you care about other women besides Azzura?' Brian immediately shook off his evil thoughts at that moment. He was angry with his wife for forcing him to get married again. Why was he currently admiring other women? Something that had never happened in her entire marriage to Azzura."Yes, that's not the concept, Bambang!" The girl was furious because the older man in front of her wanted to play with her instead. She wanted so badly to claw and kick Brian right now. Why is there a perverted and crazy male model like him?"My name is not Bambang--""Sir... Mom. I'm so sorry, don't make a fuss here." One of the servants approached them. Brian just realized that he had embarrassed himself. Why was he serving the boy anyway?"There are perverted uncles who just want to squeeze my ass." With an annoyed face, the girl pointed at Brian, making Brian immediately glare."Sorry, Sir. I didn't do that," Brian argued. It was a terrible day for him."Lies! Where is the thief claiming to be!" The girl stood her ground. She was very sure that Brian was the one who had squeezed her ass earlier."I'm not a thief, and I didn't do what you accuse me of!""But---""Enough!"Both Brian and the girl looked at the person who was screaming. A bald man about 50 years old with a bloated stomach approached them."Evening, Sir," said the waiter who had approached them earlier. It seems that the man is the manager or maybe the minimarket owner."Hm... what's this?" asked the bald man with a fierce face. He looked at the two troublemakers in turn."Here, Mr. Gibran. Earlier, they fought because this lady had accused this gentleman of harassment against him," explained the waiter, a little scared. The employee waited for the reaction his boss would show."Harassment? What kind of harassment?" asked Mr. Gibran. He wanted to know more."He squeezed my ass, Sir!" said the girl. She had to maintain her pride."Not me!" Brian argued."Still won't admit it, Sir?" The girl glared at Brian.Brian looked at Gibran. "Let's say it, Sir. Mr. Gibran is the owner of this mini-market, right?" Brian asked."Yes. I am the owner," said Gibran,
"Well! Look at that! It's been proven now. Who's at fault?" The girl's eyes widened. She seemed unable to believe what she saw. She was embarrassed this time. Where does she want to put her face this time? Sometimes she accuses someone completely innocent."Ma-maybe that's wrong, Sir. T-try playing again." No! She could not immediately believe what he saw. The CCTV is not HD yet, so the picture is still blurry. Maybe she saw it wrong."Tsk! Still don't believe it? Your eyes are wide open so as not to harm others." Brian was pissed off. Everything was seen. Still, the girl didn't want to give up accusing him.Suddenly the girl immediately rubbed her eyes. Brian chuckled at sight. That girl made him a different person.'You idiot, Vio. That perverted man is just toying with you by saying that. You want to be made fun of.' The girl named Vio immediately glared at Brian, who looked so happy this time. Really at this moment, Vio wanted to strangle him so he would stop
Vio came out of the CCTV room. She was looking for the whereabouts of the person who had harassed him. She was furious because she couldn't find that person either. Vio ran outside the Minimarket. She looked left and right, but nothing. "Where's that bastard?" Vio squeezed her hand. She felt immense anger. She couldn't just let that person go. Because if left unchecked, there will be other victims. She had to teach such a pervert a lesson. Most women in the world are deliberately silent when harassed. They may feel embarrassed if others know about the incident. However, Vio is different, and she will still make that person learn a lesson. Vio narrowed her eyes. She saw someone who she had ultimately remembered from in the CCTV room. "I got you!" Vio smiled crookedly. She immediately ran towards the clumsy-looking man holding a hat. The man kept looking behind him as if afraid of being chased by something. The girl wearing jeans and a leather jacket tried to
"Why are you here?" Vio asked. She felt embarrassed at being caught in a position where others might misunderstand. She was in the body of a man, although the reality was not that perverted."I was passing by and saw this show. It made me want to watch it live," Brian teased. There's no way he could tell if he was busybody with what happened. After seeing it firsthand, it wasn't as bad as he thought.With Brian's help, Vio was finally able to report the man to the police. However, Vio must follow up on the case again. Vio can breathe a sigh of relief. One of the perpetrators of sexual harassment can finally be processed as well."You're not afraid?" Brian asked. Now Brian and Vio are in front of the police station. Vio waited for a taxi while Brian wanted to know more about this girl. "Afraid of what?" Vio asked instead. The girl is now sipping the coffee in the bottle that she asked the police."The same person earlier. This is the first time I've seen a girl a
The weather in the city was hot. No one can deny it. Those who felt comfortable were sitting quietly in an air-conditioned room.Life was hard and heavy, in stark contrast to her beautiful face. She was Vio, with the long name Violet Handoko, who had that fate. Her beautiful face can't guarantee her life will go in rhythm with her physique."You poor woman!" It was one of the ridicule sentences she had received since childhood. Her stature is not typical of indigenous people who have brown skin—especially the color of his eyes and hair, which looks more striking than the others. Vio's eye color is gray, as is her silver hair.Her white skin, which turned red when exposed to direct sunlight, made her look more like an outsider. No one believes that she is Handoko's daughter, the man she now calls father. That's all because Handoko's physique is the original physique of an indigenous person.No one knows who Vio's mother is, and there is no one she can ask for help to tell her about thi
"Hello, police. There's been a robbery on Mango Street." After a brief conversation with the police on the phone, the woman hugged her bag again. This time she was so scared because she saw Vio, who was still beating the thugs. What if she gets hurt? What if the police don't come soon? How about this? That's all that keeps spinning in the woman's head. Even though she saw that Vio was very good at fighting, she was still overwhelmed when she had to fight the big man.Vio continued to fight the man, even though she was a woman, but her strength was not inferior to that of the thugs. It's not in vain that she learned taekwondo all this time. She can protect herself as well as help others."Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Vio continued to beat the goons. She is now in a position on top of the thug's stomach. Vio's punch battered the thug's face."Oh... my gosh...." The man begged, hoping for Vio's mercy. However, Vio, who was still annoyed, continued to beat non-stop. It was as if she had h
"May I help your father?" Vio was surprised to hear Azzura's question, so she could only stare. She had only just met the woman, but why did she seem so good to her. "No need, Ma'am." Vio couldn't help but smile. She didn't want to bother other people. "So what?" "I can still take care of my father." Vio smiled awkwardly. She wasn't comfortable with this kind of attention. Especially from someone she just met. "Sorry," Azura whispered. She didn't expect her good intentions to cause inconvenience to others. After that, there was only silence between the two. Not long after, Azzura's car entered the courtyard of a clinic. They were both still silent. They were confused about where to start the conversation again. "Vio! Come on. Treat your wound first." Azzura entered the clinic, followed by Vio behind her. "Afternoon, Mrs. Azzura," said one of the security guards in front of the clinic. "Afternoon too, Mr. Supri. Is Mr. Adrian inside?" asked Azzura. She smiled back at Mr. Supri
"Ah, no! It's just that--" Vio hung her words. She hesitated again. Should she ask this or not? Azzura raised her eyebrows, still waiting for what Vio would say. "Are you married?" Vio closed. Sometimes she asks someone she has just met. 'You stupid Vio,' she cursed in her heart. "Ha ha ha ...!" Vio is confused. Why is Azzura laughing? Isn't Vio already rude by asking like that? Azzura raised her left hand as if she wanted to show Vio something. "It's a wedding ring. That means I'm married." "Yes." Vio smirked. She felt the question was very unimportant. If only she could turn back time. "I'm married, and I love him." Vio looked at Zura. She says honesty. There was a twinkle of happiness in the woman's eyes when she said, love. Vio was sure that Azzura was telling the truth. But why is there sadness in it too? "Surely your husband is a good person. The proof is that you are perfect," said Vio. She likes that. Says what's on her mind. Sometimes she wonders herself with her mout