Belongs to Other Women

The story of Lisa 41

Just wanted to tell the readers.

I as a writer know that smoking for women is not good. And not every novel or story is all about the appeal of kindness.

Please be wise in commenting. As a reader who can already use a mobile phone, surely you can already distinguish which lessons are good or which are not good. No need to write that in the comment field yes 😁

And please open the narrow mind in your brain, that there are many women out there like that. So please do not carelessly judge. Moreover, this is just a HALLUCINATION story, which of course there is a little spice based on real facts.

Okay well? The deal!

Happy reading ...

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Dave POV's.

This afternoon I plan to return to central London to have lunch with my lover and his friend from Indonesia, again I forget his name. Indeed, this exhibition event has not been completed but I can leave it sooner than previously thought.

All the rest of the tasks I can leave to Leo until later tonight for the closing ceremony. And again, for the matter of packing, Leo can also be released to supervise the work.

Tok tok!!

My hotel room door was knocked. I immediately got out of my blanket and saw from the peeping hole, it turned out that the neat Leo was standing behind my bedroom door. As soon as I opened it and told Leo to come in, he followed my footsteps.

“What's up?” ask me while pressing an espresso machine on my mini bar table.

“I've arranged your schedule to meet with that lawyer, Mr. Jake's. He is willing to come in privacy to your residence, Mr.” Leo started the information.

I looked at him. “Why at my residence?”

“Emm .. she herself said that.”

“Contact him again. I'll meet him at the office, not somewhere else. Then make sure he's right to come to the office and don't interfere with my privacy,”.

“Good, Sir.”

Then I flapped my palm, as a sign to tell him to immediately come out of my hotel room.

“Oh yes, Leo! Clear my schedule for tomorrow. I want to rest.” I called out firmly to him.

“Good, Sir. Excuse me,” said goodbye while closing my bedroom door.

Then I stepped towards the window of this room, staring at the scene outside the window that displayed the other side of the London suburbs, while sipping my cup of black coffee.

**

After getting ready and also checking out from the hotel room I stayed in for two days, I decided to go back to where the exhibition took place, to double-check all existing needs until the event is over. So that I can go back to the city center first.

However, arriving at the exhibition venue, I suddenly saw the figure of Tasha standing there, inside my territory. Instantly I turned around and hid behind my sturdy closet. Then quickly pick up the phone and call Leo.

“Leo, where are you?” i whisper.

“Quick back, there's Tasha there. Tell him if I'm not in place and also tell him if you don't know where I am because I asked you to clear the schedule for a week,”.

Leo just answered firmly from across there. Then I immediately disconnected the phone call and went away from there, back to the car.

Bruock!

My hand hit the steering wheel hard, venting out my anger that appeared instantly. It's always like this if I see that woman's face. How irritating. Why is he suddenly here?

Without a second thought, I immediately started the car engine and sped away from the building, returning home to the capital. Now my heart is completely enveloped in deep anger. I exhaled many times, trying to find a sense of calmness in my heart. But it seems pointless.

As soon as I got to the basement of the apartment building, I immediately contacted him. The phone was connected for a long time, but there was no answer. Until I finally decided to get out of the car and go alone to his place.

And right, as I recall, the elevator in this building is different from the elevator in my apartment building that requires some kind of barcode to access it. While this elevator still works manually and I also still remember clearly on what floor the room was on.

Teet teet teet!

The doorbell sounded after I pressed the button next to the door frame. There was no answer until I finally pushed the button. It's impossible if Lisa leaves and the apartment is empty, because I still see her car in the basement. The one parked right next to where I parked the car.

Back I pressed the bell button until the sound of the door hook and also the key that was opened. From behind the pulled door, Lisa's figure appeared there with her eyes puffy. I was shocked to see his condition and immediately barged in.

“Hey, why are you? Why be crying? Her eyes are so ugly!” ucaoku cupped both palms of my hands on her cheeks and pulled them to face me.

Lisa pulled back her face and turned to walk into her room. I feel confused by his behavior.

'Didn't anything happen between us before?' my inner.

Then I chased after him after turning the key on the door. Lisa is now curled up in her blanket. I loosened the tie I was wearing and climbed on the bed, hugging it from behind.

“Why you? How come? Did I go home sooner than expected?” babeku. Lisa still speaks a thousand languages.

Women are like this, sometimes. Be quiet when there is a problem and choose to shut yourself up and do nothing. Even it seemed to be for eating alone, he was lazy to do so. And if it's like this, as a man, you're confused about it.

There was nothing I could do right now, other than just hug her, waiting for her to turn her body around and tell me myself. I fell asleep because I waited too long.

**

When I opened my eyes, I could already see Lisa's face looking better than before. His eyes had disappeared, but not with the pursuits on his lips.

“Why you? Story dong, if only I was confused,” me cleanly while staring at his eyeballs intensely.

“We did not have lunch with me from Indo. He suddenly had to go home this morning,” he said sulking.

“So because of that you cry until swollen everywhere?” I'm back to guess the origin.

Lisa nodded quickly and entered my arms. Sticking to my midrib's chest. He also wrapped one of his hands around my waist while the other folded and placed it on my chest.

I stroked the top of his head and then kissed his head, hugging his body back. The smell of her hair felt so fresh that it made me feel calm.

“Yes already, don't be sad! Maybe he has other important needs. After all, he didn't leave you forever, did he?”

Connect ...

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