Belongs to Other Women

The story of Lisa 40

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The Still Lisa POV.

That night we passed along with eyes awake and of course fun to eat birthday cake from Dave. Exchange stories, exchange experiences and even exchange jokes and laughter. I told her about my boyfriend, and so did she who told me about her boyfriend.

“Surely kangen 'kan if dating long distance so?” manya curious.

“Not really, it's just during this holiday. The rest of the cave back to college there, right. So it's fun.”

“Trus if so, would he like to go home?”

“She said so, just a little more graduation.”

I just nodded my head, I understood. Then we again ate the sweet cake in front of us, so it did not feel the time had shown at four in the morning. Tika invites me to go back inside, not to sleep, but to go to the kitchen.

“Ngapain?”

“Laper cave, you're not a laper what?”

“It wasn't that you ate the cake?”

“Dih, that's where it's enough, cake tuh kayak cotton. Enter the throat already do not feel the stomach anymore.” Out of nowhere such a philosophy, I just went to the kitchen. Then sit on the kitchen table chair.

Tika started to open the refrigerator, taking out some ingredients from inside there. I was confused when I saw the contents of my refrigerator which was suddenly full of various vegetables, some fresh side dishes and also some cooking spices. Until there are several packets of snacks and also bottled drinks there.

“Max that snisi, our new time dateng and you are still rada lemes.” So Tika said when I asked her.

I am not the type of woman who likes to shop for kitchen needs and also cook. Ever cooked and could, it's just that since I've been in this country I've left that good habit again. After all there was a debit card in my hand that was always filled up, so why would I bother cooking, if only for my own stomach?

This woman before me was nimbly cutting some kind of vegetable. His fingers are very skilled and also agile. It did not take long, all the vegetables he managed to cut and then he washed them one by one.

“Lu wants to too, right?” he turned to look at me.

“You what?”

“This, I made capcay!”

DEG!!

My heart felt gripped as soon as I heard Tika say I want to make a capcay. It feels like a dejavu in a situation like this.

“Woi!! Lisa!! Wanna not? Even daydreaming,” hardik Tika to me.

“Ah? Can, make it.”

I can't say anything more. Obviously Tika has an appetite similar to Max, they are brothers. Stupid me!

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The morning sun came in through the window of the television room that was not covered in curtains, waking me up who was asleep on the sofa. While gouging my eyes, I looked for the figure of my friend. She wasn't around me, but as I remembered after we finished eating a few hours ago, she decided to sleep on one of the other couches here.

“Hai .. morning. How to wake up cepet?” the sweep that appeared in front of my bedroom door. With a towel wrapped around his head. Tika was also well dressed.

“Udah ready. What time is it now?” I glanced towards the wall clock above the television. Almost seven in the morning.

🎶

You so fuckin' precious when you smile

Hit it from the back and drive you wild

Girl, I lose myself up in those eyes

I just had to let you know you're mine

🎶

I can still hear Tika saying that she is awake and ready to go. And from that sentence I can guess if the one who called him must be Max.

Not long after, Tika came out of my room by pulling the briefcase. When I stood up to approach him. Then his phone went back to ringing, this time his tone sounded short like the tone of a message, he glanced at it then turned to me.

“Max is already below. I'll go home first.” Tika smiled faintly at me and that smile of hers somehow made my heart a little sad.

I jumped in his arms. Close-fitting. To the extent that Tika patted my shoulder and said if she could not breathe because of me, then we laughed like that together.

“Sorry if I'm the same Max bothered.”

“Gue anterin you to the bottom.” I grabbed the handle of his briefcase. Then take her by letting Tika walk first from me.

Arriving in the basement of the apartment, I saw Max who was ready to lean on the trunk door of his car. Of course with the door also open, ready to enter his sister's stuff.

“Log in first, I want to talk to Lisa,” Max orders on Tika.

I immediately hugged Tika and said, “Have a nive flight and let me know when you arrives.”

“Asolely! Take care! Bye!” Tika kissed my cheek and then she got into Max's car. Let me now be alone with Max.

Both of Max's eyeballs looked at me so closely. At first I also returned his gaze, but it seems I have not been able to linger until I finally throw my gaze in the other direction.

“Still. Sorry about ngerepotin. Take good care of yourself. Do not often wander home in the morning.”

DEG!!!

I flinched back as Max said that, then spontaneously my hand reached the end of his back, precisely the end of the black suit he was wearing, as he was about to close the trunk of the car.

With a face that looked down on his legs, slowly his hands grabbed my hands, releasing my finger pull on his clothes. Then from the movement of his legs I could see him turning his body facing right in front of me. It looks like Max didn't close the trunk of his car.

“Know where I came home yesterday morning?” I was still looking down, watching the two ends of his shoes that were so shiny.

“If you are happy. I'm happy,” he said slowly then his other hand immediately rubbed the top of my head. I spontaneously embraced her. Looping both my hands tucked into her waist and then pressed my ears right against her chest.

With both of my eyes closed, my nose could breathe in the atoma of the perfume she was wearing. The smell makes me calmer. However, my ears were able to capture clearly for the rhythm of his heart performance. It's ticking so fast. Even very fast.

After a few seconds, Max returned my embrace. Although it was only for a moment while trying to push my body, releasing our embrace.

I did not dare to look at her yet, but I suddenly felt her lips touching my forehead with one of her hands holding my head so as not to dodge her desire.

At first glance I opened my eyes and closed my eyes tightly, until the tear at the end of the corner of my eye, turned into a trickle of tears that I could no longer bear.

Then Max let go of everything, his kiss on my forehead, my arm around his waist and he immediately turned around. Closing the trunk door and stepping into the car and stepping on the accelerator. Go leave me who slowly starts to cry. Staring at his car that disappeared as soon as it came out of the basement.

What is this feeling?

Why does it feel so painful to take it off?

Why is it that when he speaks of happiness, it feels so impossible that I could have achieved it if not with him?

Why is this feeling more painful than before?

I slowly lowered my body, slumped down, sat crouching and hugged my own two knees. Dunked his face there and cried out loud. Evaporating the contents of the heart that often makes me wrong in stepping even wrong in interpreting my own life goals.

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