All Chapters of I Hate You, But I Love You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Admiring the view?"My cheeks warmed up. I didn't mean to stare at him. And what’s even more annoying, I got caught.I blinked when I heard Kier moan."I-I can't breathe. You're so heavy, Fatima."I think I was so amused by staring into Kier's eyes and forgot that I was lying on top of his body.With my weight reaching eighty kilograms, I had difficulty getting up."Ouch...""What's wrong with you?" I asked Kier worriedly. I was wearing fitted jeans, so I had a hard time standing up."My-""What?""M-my sexy back. I think my spinal cord was broken in two. I think the pig that was supposed to be roasted fell on my body."Annoyed, I looked at Kier's face and saw a silly smile."You will pay for what you did to my car. And now you will also pay my hospital bill.""Stop being overacting!" I said angrily to him. "You deserve it. You lack attention."In my annoyance, I stood up. I pulled on my dog’s leash and turned my back on the man who was still lying on the grass."Fatima, where are yo

Kim had a sudden visitor, so she couldn’t come with me to go to church that afternoon. "Your tire is flat!"I heard someone shout. I saw the gray car and I knew who was driving it. "Have mercy. If I were you, I'd just walk. If your car could talk, it must have been complaining for a long time. It might even cry because you're heavy!" "You're a jerk!" "Fat!" "Put that car aside and get out!" "No way!" "I'll beat you and I won't stop until you've had a lot of bruises on your face. You'll see!" Kier let out a loud laugh. "You need to lose weight! I swear, your car will be happy. Believe me!" "I said get out of the car! Coward!" Both my ears warmed up. I showed him my fist. "Bye, Fatty!" he said and sarcastically laughed. His car sped up until I could no longer see it. I took a deep breath. I calmed myself. I'm going to the holy church this afternoon. I don't want to go there if I'm still upset. Deep breath! WHEN I came to church there were a lot of people. I looked for space

"WHY did you come home late?" my older brother asked me. He was waiting at the entrance door."I'm from church," I replied."I know!" he said, frowning.What's wrong with my older brother, Tristan? In my mind.I touched his neck. "You don't have a fever?" I said and raised my eyebrow. "What happened to you and you suddenly became a caring brother? Back then, even if I came home at ten o'clock in the evening, it was okay with you. You didn't care."He patted my forehead."Ouch!" Annoyed, I wiped his hand that was on my forehead."I saw you with Kier," he rubbed his hand over my face. "What did you do after your coffee, huh?""Duh! What do you think we will do after we have coffee? Of course, go home!""Fatima, don't be a philosopher!""What do you expect us to do after coffee?"Tristan was stunned. He looked at me from head to toe."Turn around," Tristan said."Why?" I wondered. But I did what he said."Sideways."I rolled my eyes. "Fine!""Turn around.""Tristan, I haven't lost any fa

I looked at the door of Lover's Café when it opened. Sports Arena owner Norman is the one I saw. But according to my mother, there was a rumor that Norman was not the real owner of the Sports Arena. The first owner who started Sports Arena was in America, so Norman has been the acting owner for years. According to the rumor, Sports Arena has a branch in America and the original owner manages it. "How's your mother's business, Fatima?" Norman asked, smiling as he approached the counter where I was standing. Norman was kind and handsome. Maybe he also takes care of his body by exercising and lifting heavy equipment in the gym, which is very obvious in his muscular body. I once tried to be cute to Norman. But when my brother caught me, he pinched my ear and gave me a sermon. If my brother Tristan acted like that, I looked like a minor. Even though I have a lot of body fat, Tristan still doesn’t want to see me lewd. "Fine. There are a lot of customers coming because you have a lot of fa

I had just finished taking a bath when I heard a knock on the door outside my room. "Who's that?" "Hurry up…" My mother is outside my room. My forehead furrowed in astonishment. "Why?" "We're leaving." "Where are we going, Mom?" "Please open this door so I can talk to you properly." "Kk…" I stood up and went to the door. When I opened the door, my mom immediately looked at my clothes. "Get dressed," my mom said. I was wearing my favorite pajama suit at that moment. "Where are we going, Mom?" I let her into my room. I looked at the wall clock. "It's six o'clock in the evening, why are we leaving?" "We're going to your Tita Clarissa's house," she said, referring to Draven's mother. "Draven's farewell party. We will have dinner there. That's why he came here earlier to personally invite us." "I talked to Draven earlier. He is going abroad tomorrow. I thought he was just saying goodbye to my brother." "Move quickly and change your clothes. Your father is already in the living