Chapter 4 4

Amir, on the other hand feel irritated to his college friend's secretary. He looked badly at the secretary who silenced him.

"Where are you taking it?" I asked the woman softly. It crouched in front of me and forcefully grabbed the folders in my hand.

"Hey ero-" the woman immediately cut her off and looked at her badly.

He didn't know why the hell he let this woman glare at him and he answered her.

"I'll put that in there" there was a tinge of irritation. Amir started walking towards the friend's office.

He even ordered the secretary to open the door which he quickly obeyed.

"Amir my friend! Oh why are you carrying that?"

"Good day Sir." a girl suddenly appeared next to Amir and greeted her boss.

"You are?"

"Mari-belle They are from the proofreader department. I'm sorry Sir helped me because we had a collision outside."

Amir could not understand why resentment overwhelmed what he was feeling. He wanted to punch the friend the way it looked at the girl next to him.

He quickly stepped in front of the girl and met his friend's gaze. Amir walked over to the friend's table and dropped the folders. The girl followed him and put down the folder as well.

"Here are the reports. I'm leaving."

"Okay thank you Ms. Mari-belle" he looked sharper at his friend who was now followed by the woman's gaze.

When Amir heard the door open and close, he quickly punched his friend. He was stunned by the way he looked at the girl.

"What the hell brad?" Even though the friend had fallen to the floor, he punched her again as he remembered the stare he had made on the girl's healthy breasts.

He was angry and he wanted to kill the friend with the blow. He only stopped when its secretary entered.

"SIR!"

"Back off f*cker!" Amir adjusted the sleeve of his coat and then walked out of the friend's office.

Amir's face is dark and the employees who try to approach him are stopped. Amir pressed the elevator button and then boarded. He hit the second floor to go to the girl.

"Good day Sir

Amir just looked straight ahead. He did not greet anyone who saw what he was looking for, he immediately entered. Amir's aura became even more frightening in the future.

"DID YOU THINK I DIDN'T GET WHAT YOU DID? WHY DID SIR AMIR MAKE THE FILES I ORDERED YOU?"

"Ma'am he just helped me and is-"

"YOU'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE YOU HAVE MADE A LOT OF APPLAUSE!"

just wait "

"Ma'am Mari-belle is hurting!"

"DON'T INTERFERE! WHAT WAS DONE HERE TO THIS WOMAN WAS DISCIPLINED!"

Amir took big steps to follow the woman. He pushed hard on the woman who pulled out his idol writer. It hit the floor hard and books fell on the floor.

"WHO THE F*CK ARE YOU TO HURT HER!" Amir shouted loudly at the woman.

"S-sir Amir"

Amir slapped hard on the woman who had stumbled. He was furious at it and glared at it. "YOU DON'T F*CKING HAVE ANY RIGHT TO HURT ANYONE, ESPECIALLY HER! YOU A F*CKING B*TCH!"

Amir would have slapped the woman again with someone holding her leg. He looked at the daredevil but suddenly his gaze softened when he saw the messy hair of his idol, with tears and stains of fear on the gentle face of the maiden.

"Please don't h-hit her again" in her voice suddenly dissolved the anger Amir was feeling. He quickly attended to the girl and then with his finger he wiped her tears.

"Are you alright?" Amir's gentle and tender question.

He touched the woman's face and looked. His one hand straightened her messy hair slowly because he was afraid of hurting the maiden.

No one said he picked up the girl. He suddenly felt that he just wanted to take the woman home so that no one would hurt her.

Amir stopped walking when a woman blocked his way. "Silang is using it" even though he took the equipment and then took the elevator.

Many employees follow them with their eyes. Amir didn't care about the surroundings, he went to the parking lot of his car.

"Let me help you sir" the guard approached and he himself opened the door of his car.

He carefully lowered the woman into the passenger seat and fastened the seat belt before closing the door. Then turn to the driver's seat.

MARI-BELLE silently crying, this is the first time she laid a hand on him. In the hands of Mother Superior and the nuns he did not experience them laying on him even though his head was too stubborn.

She was folding her arms as she silently cried. Earlier in his life he had only witnessed violence. He would fight rice but if he did that he would definitely be fired. So he let Kilay just hurt him.

I knew it was bad that I even enjoyed the push and Amir's hand touched him. But I felt guilt because Kilay was still a woman and another aged as well.

"Hey"

I didn't touch Amir, I was afraid that he might also lay a hand on me. I knew he could do that especially since I ran away from him last night.

I was grateful and it never spoke again. Our whole trip was quiet and I didn't know where we were going. I suddenly thought that because Amir suddenly lifted me up, I didn't react immediately.

I quickly looked at Amir who was driving seriously. He must have felt my stare so he looked at me for a moment and then looked back at the road.

"H-I haven't finished my work yet" I said softly and quickly averted my gaze as it looked at my habit.

"And you really thought of that." I frowned at his answer as he was rich.

The vehicle stopped at a tall building. The height is staggering and the design is very beautiful.

"Hey, I'm going to open the door" I quickly removed my seatbelt and when I heard the click of the lock I quickly got off.

I looked up at the beautiful building in front of me. The tall and very beautiful are really like the buildings I see in international magazines.

"Park my car" I turned to Amir and saw him throw the car key at a man. I followed the man's gaze because he was too handsome to be a servant.

"Stop looking at him erotic writer" suddenly my ears tingled at what I heard.

"You, can you stop calling me like that. Damn you man" annoyed I looked at him now holding my bag. "That's mine!" I would have grabbed my bag if he had raised his hand quickly.

"If you can." Smiling it says.

Annoyingly tall I couldn't reach my bag. His a 6 footer while I was only five flat.

"Opss, you can't reach it" he laughed at the same time. Even though he's still handsome while laughing I can't miss his insult to me even indirectly.

I quickly approached him and did what was on my mind. It dropped my bag and I quickly caught it.

"F*ck!"

"Serves you right, bleh!" I stuck out my tongue and ran away.

I quickly stopped the jeep and even though it hadn't stopped completely, I quickly hung up to get on.

"Please pay." I handed over my payment and then picked up the phone to text Gab.

To: Gab

Gab I went home. Hope Kilay isn't heating you up there.

I hit the send button then I put my phone back in the bag. I was just looking outside while on the ride when I felt a hand caressing my waist.

I stiffened in the seat out of fear. Why is it all my first time today I experience? I looked at the driver ahead. It focused on driving while the male passenger in front of me was just a high school student.

I could feel the man touching me upwards with his hand on my chest so I quickly kicked him in the face and slapped my bag.

"You're so rude! I shouted loudly while repeatedly slapping the man with my bag.

"Don't you have a child, sister and mother. Learn to place your lust hay*p to!" Before I went down I gave him a strong punch to the face.

I quickly got off and stopped the next jeep and got on. It's annoying why there are men who can't stop. There are breasts, why don't they just touch theirs.

Pity other women who experience that on public transportation. Do they also resist or let such men go out of fear.

I took a deep breath and then took some money out of the wallet. "Please." I handed over the paid Ale that was in front and then thanked.

I became more alert when I had a man next to me again. I feel it the most because if I touch it too, I will definitely kick it when I grow old.

"For please!" I shouted loudly and when the jeep stopped I got off and entered the church.

I signed the cross first and bowed in the middle before heading to confession.

"Good day father" I greeted politely.

"Good day to you too sister."

"Father I sinned" when I began. "First I felt happy when the man hurt the woman who hurt me. Second I kicked something." I stopped because I was suddenly embarrassed.

"What did you kick sister?"

"Y-yunh what .... the thing that makes me pregnant" Suddenly I tasted it in my mouth. Sh*it!

"Why did you do that sister? You did it wrong. It hurts a man to kick his private part."

Even though my father couldn't see me, I was pissed. It's also his fault.

"C-because he's insulting my height, he's so tall, he doesn't have the right to make me look small. He raised another one because I had a bag and I couldn't reach it so I could get kicked. I know what he has.

It was six o'clock when I got home to the orphanage. Sister Clarita and I met, and I immediately waved.

"God have mercy on you son."

"Where are you going sister?" I will ask.

"It's only at the grocery store that mother superior and I have a guest."

"Guest? It's late" I asked in surprise.

"Oh my gosh, go in there and change. I'll be the first."

"Be careful" I continued walking and not far away I saw a familiar car parked.

Mari-belle, you're already here "I opened my arms with a smile and hugged Gabo tightly. One of the children like me was orphaned early in the family.

"Hello Gabo how was your day?"

"My sister is happy. My new family came earlier. I'm very happy because my parents are kind. That's all." its eyes suddenly saddened.

"That's all, Gabo?"

"My older brother will be rude. He doesn't pay attention to me" I felt sorry for Gabo. I caressed his plump cheek before looking into his eyes.

"I'll pay attention to you too. Maybe you're just in a bad mood so I ignored you. Come inside and just pull out your sister's dead hair."

"All right, I'll miss pulling your dead hair out." I laughed at the same time I feel sad. How many children have I witnessed one by one adopted all of them have become close to me.

So it hurts me a lot that they have left the orphanage but that's okay the life of the children in the foster family will be better.

"Who is the guest Gabo?" I asked as we went up to my room.

"Ahh, the one who went last time with a lot of toys."

I opened the door of my room and let Gabo in. I opened the window and then sat at the bottom of the bed.

"Please get Gabo's sister's comb on the shelf" I removed my hair tie and closed my eyes.

"Your sister's hair is really beautiful, it's chocolate color, why isn't our hair like this? We're also Filipinos."

"Oh Gabo, I also don't know that maybe my parents have foreign blood so my hair is chocolate."

"When I grow up, my sister, I want to get married with chocolate -colored hair, and then I'll pull out her dead hair."

I laughed weakly at what I heard. The kids really are.

"Gabo, marriage is not just for fun and love is the investment of a person who wants to get married. It's not the material thing or the color of the hair. What if you meet a woman with chocolate hair like me but you don't Dear papa, is it your fault? If yes, you only married her with her brown hair, not who she is. "

"Is that bad, sister?"

"It's bad if you just marry/ marry a woman that the man doesn't love and just because she's beautiful so you marry her or whatever. Oh Gabo you're still young. Don't think about getting married first. Always remember ... "

"Their order mother superior!"

"Right, high five there!"

Gabo and I were happy to give a high five and that's it for pulling out my dead hair. I picked up the laptop and then opened it to type. I need to be able to update lest there be much to look forward to in the next chapter.

there is a knocker "Gabo stopped pulling out my dead hair and turned on the person who was knocking.

"Good evening mother superior and you brother." I immediately saved the draft and then stood up to approach the door.

"Is Mari-belle mo Gabo there?"

"Yes mother superior."

"Mother superior" I immediately reached out her hand to kiss and male eyes stared at the person behind her.

"Hi"

"Gabo, come down first and we just need to talk to your sister Mari-belle"

"All right. Bye sister. Bye brother" I wanted to stop Gabo but when mother Superior and I met, I just swallowed.

"You're so young why did you hurt ah? And Mr. Kantz ah. You're so young!" I avoided mother superior and was confused. Wait did this man report it?

"Tomorrow morning you will confess you are a child ah" I was silent while listening to the sermon of mother superior. I simply looked at Amir who was just smiling at me.

"What the hell is going on there, Mari-belle!"

I just didn't go home, mother superior. "I don't know what to do. I look back and forth between mother superior and Amir who is simply laughing at me.

"Mother superior, he's laughing at me oh" I complained like a child and there was more to teach.

"You're ashamed of Mari-belle because you're old and think you're still young." I was just blown away by what I heard. "Or he I'll leave you here Mr. Kantz rub his back you hit with your heavy bag."

I simply looked at Amir. The shameless one who was beaten is said to have actually made up a story. "And one more thing do you think I didn't know you broke the light of Mr. Kantz's car. Oh you're young I'll grow old with you sooner."

"You're old mother superior no worries""