PrincesAuntum

My encounter with him was a blessing because he showed me another side of this world that I have not seen before. Our acquaintance was a joyful one because he transformed me into a flawless girl despite having a number of imperfections myself. I was, by no means, a quintessential girl. I was an eyesore to everyone. Even so, had I been able to turn back the hands of time, I would prevent our existence from being known to each other. There were so many things that I have lost because of him. He was a boy that would always be in my memory. I would never bury my hatchet.

UNFORGIVEN BOY (ENG)

Tonight all I did was stand in front of my wardrobe mirror. Tomorrow is Sunday, and I haven't used the gift Genta even gave Lala until now. Should I use it? I touch my cute curls. My hair is fine. The shape of the rings and the volume make this hair a little too much on my little face.


But... what's wrong with trying Lala and Genta's gift, right? This is their gift, and I don't want them to be disappointed.


I immediately opened the box where the bottles of medicine that smelled bad were. There are several bottles and paper steps on how to use it. I provide some equipment to use it. Then, he quotes one—by—one of the drugs. It smells... nasty.


"Painted, huh?" I mumbled to myself. I plugged a vise to heat and then used it to iron my hair.


"Hot!" I screamed to myself. Do Lala and Genta want to work on me? How come my hair is ironed like this? If you have to buy a hair straightener this expensive, Aunt Rosi has an iron, and it's more economical.


What's more... this tool makes my hair feel like it's on fire. What if my hair catches fire and runs out? I'm going bald, and I don't want that to happen!


"Nilam! What are you doing in the room? You burned your hair?! How come it smells like burnt hair?!"


"Eh... Aunt... that! Nilam is practicing biology, Tan!" my lie. Oh my God, how is this! Indeed, the results are straight. But... the straights are weird. If I don't continue, my hair will be so cute. If I continue, I don't know what will happen next.


I cried while continuing to iron my beautiful hair. Now... my hair is gone, which Aunt Rosi said is gorgeous. Now that's... strange hair from Nilam. Tomorrow... I won't dare to meet Ricky. Especially Monday... I wouldn't dare go to school. I don't want to leave the house!


"Nilam, is that the result of your biology practice?" asked Aunt Rosi. This morning we were having breakfast. But Aunt Rosi looked at me without blinking. She put the bread in her mouth without even looking. Her focus was only on me... on my hair.


"So... that, Aunt... we're researching, if the elements—"


"Isn't that chemistry, is it? Or now, biology and chemistry combined?"


"That—" I said, unable to answer smoothly. I know, I'm not good at lying. The result of my hard work last night until dawn was very disappointing. Indeed, my hair is no longer curly. My hair is straight but stiff. My hair is like a broomstick. Even to bend, it must use extra energy. I don't know how this happened, and I'm so confused.


"Wait . . . a guest." Aunt Rosi came out, checking who was knocking on the door earlier.


How surprised I was when Aunt Rosi came in. She... along with Ricky! Oh, Lord! I feel like I want to disappear from the face of the earth right now. Significantly, Ricky looked at me with that look. His dreamy eyes widened, his pupils dilated as if in shock. As for the white face? Scarlet!


"I have permission to Auntie Rosi. Genta and Lala are already waiting for you at school. You didn't forget that today we have group study, right?"


25 -A