Belongs to Other Women

The story of Lisa 63

Happy reading ...

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Pov Fund.

I blinked my eyes, because it felt like I had fallen asleep for too long after starting this little drama with the woman next to me. I slowly rubbed my eyes in turns and checked what time it was. It was already two o'clock in Indonesia. It feels like my sleeping hours are not so normal.

When a flight attendant passed by, I immediately called her. Ordering a glass of hot coffee, because I decided to read the financial statements from the villa in Bali that I got yesterday. And also learned some of the emails that Dave sent a few days ago, about how to run a property business.

I guess, I can simultaneously run both businesses, is not it more profitable? After all I was used to offering some things to others.

The flight attendant came back with a cup of coffee and placed it next to the laptop that I had opened a while ago. Then all of a sudden she said, “Sorry, maybe her mother also wants to order something? Warm chocolate maybe?” his sudden bargain made me look at him just like that.

Both my eyes found the woman beside me, now looking at me, watching me. “Boleh, I want that warm chocolate,” she said pointing her face at the flight attendant behind me and smiling.

“Good, wait a minute. Excuse me.” The flight attendant immediately left but my head turned back to look at this woman.

She no longer smiled as I looked at her this time. Though his smile earlier looked so sweet, further beautifying his face. Why did I curse him that morning? Bizarrely.

“Why ngeliatin? I'm handsome?” This time, I felt wrong in saying this sentence. It doesn't taste suitable if used to deal with barbarian women.

“Not.” He answered briefly and then smiled again.

Nah! The same smile as before. I quickly cast my mind out of admiration for him. “Then?”

He pointed at something with his mouth, making me a little mischievous. “It! Who made the report on your laptop?”

“Indeed why?” I felt strange and frowned then looked at my laptop screen at a glance.

“She can not enter excel formula what is it all must calculate manual use calculator?”

“Should have used formula anyway.”

“Trus you didn't check it was real or not yet the formula?”

I looked at her in a daze, suddenly the woman stuck out her hand then nimbly typed something in a column in the Microsoft application. I watched him then after he pressed the enter button suddenly BOM!! All the contents of the addition column change the number automatically, using decimal signs that increasingly make the calculation more accurate.

“Ah, yes, this is the formula I was looking for. Thanks!” then she smiled again along with the arrival of a glass of warm chocolate delivered by the flight attendant.

“Thanks!” said it.

I don't know why I keep looking at him. It turned out that she was a friendly and kind woman, especially with her charming smile. I chuckle softly.

“Is there anything funny?” suddenly stumbled.

I nodded and then looked at him. “Maybe the beginning of meeting us is not too good. So maybe we can get acquainted in a better way ..” I said smiling and thrusting my right hand to shake hands with him.

For a few seconds, the woman looked astonished at me with her two clear and shiny eyeballs, as if shining. Then he finally returned my hand. However, instead of continuing to shake I even had the urge to pull his hand and then kiss the back of his hand.

His palm was so smooth that it made me completely stunned. Reminds me of the skin of the body of the lover I accidentally left behind.

Yeah, I left my girlfriend a few days ago. Not without reason, but I want to prove it to him and to his family, if I can level my status with him. Dave can prove it, so why can't I be like him?

Either his family can't see me now or deliberately refuses to see me, which is clear I can finally enjoy his body. Being the first is really fun and I also feel very well how it feels to be confused with the ones that are broken down many times. Not like any woman I've ever felt.

And it's different from the women in London.

Suddenly this woman pulled her hand, probably because she felt that I had taken too long to kiss the back of her delicate hand. “Sorry,” he said as I looked at him.

“Do what apologize?” cercaku fast.

“Sorry because I pulled my own hand.” He answered with a stern tone. Instantly made my laughter just explode. And this time, he covered my mouth with both palms, while giving a signal that I would not make a fuss.

“Ssttt!!!” While glaring at me, it made me laugh even more. His behavior is so funny at the moment.

Then after my laughter subsided a little, then he let go of the silencing of his hand. “Could not be ordinary laughter, do not need to be loud, like people are demo!” whispered protest.

I then looked around us, indeed the passengers around us were currently seen sleeping so soundly. Even reading lights are also only on certain panels. Only a few people are awake at this time. Especially the two of us.

Then I don't know why, I feel a little interested in this woman. I felt that there was one side of her that was gentle and also warm. There was one side of him that made me .. curious about him.

“It's ok! I'm Dana, you?”

“Florencia.”

Such a sweet name, as sweet as the one who has it. I look at him again with a smile.

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Lisa POVS.

'This man .. sucks!' my inner. But I kept smiling looking at him.

I purposely used my last name to get acquainted with this man. I feel traumatized to use my first name if it's just to get acquainted. After all the friends on campus also used to call me by using my last name, so it might not matter if I used it for so on.

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Currently in London it is already showing at nine in the morning. All the passengers on the plane watched the sun rise from the plane which was always able to amaze me. It was just that because our seats were both in the middle, neither he nor I could enjoy the beautiful scenery. From a distance we saw it.

I got off the plane immediately after everything was declared safe and got out of here. I also had time to say goodbye to Dana. The man who sat next to me and accompanied me on the way on the plane.

I activated my phone immediately after replacing it with the new number I bought. Yes, yesterday before I went to the airport, Tika took me to the mall to waste time, until I finally thought about changing my number and activating the roaming system, so that this number I can use here. Like the previous number.

My decision to change numbers was not without reason, but because I wanted to erase my memories with the two men who may now have their own path with the woman they chose. And for me, it was the right decision. And for now only Tika keeps this new number of mine.

I'm going to take a cab right back to the apartment right now and maybe I'll book a delivery service for my breakfast. Because to be honest, I ordered food on the plane full of embarrassment. How not, for a moment I felt like the other me when the man offered to order food. And this is the first time I've had breakfast on a plane with a foreign man I don't really know his origin.

Because our conversation was up there, only about work and also work experience. Just round it up. And strangely, I did not feel bored with the discussion of the two of us. It was even more interesting to not realize we spent hours just talking.

Especially when the flight attendant kept calling me mom and calling Dana with a dad. Do the faces of the two of us really look like they're so old?

It didn't feel like these footsteps were taking me out of the airport building and through the arrival gate, but I suddenly heard my name floating in the air. It was quite loud, so spontaneously inevitably I had to look back immediately, looking for the owner of the voice.

It turned out that the one who called me was the same person who had accompanied me on the plane earlier. I smiled to see him running and approached.

With her breath out, she held her own stomach. “From the end of the cave call-to-call. Keep going straight.”

“Sorry, not dreaded. What's up?”

The man directly reached into his pants pocket, like looking for something inside there. Until finally he took out a thin object with Mapple logo in his hand and thrust it at me. “Can you ask for your number?”

I was surprised when he said he wanted to ask for my phone number, only with a lightning fast I hid my shock from him. Didn't know he was going across it.

With a thin smile I replied, “Gue forgot what cave phone number is.”

He laughed, quite loudly and invited quite a lot of pairs of eyes to glance at the two of us. “So don't want to thank you?”

Again I was flabbergasted, then I opened my bag and took my own phone. “Gue already said, right, I forgot what my number is, so now, you just write your number here.” I handed her my phone.

A sweet smile rose again on his face and this time he received my phone and wrote down his number there.

🎶

But I'm a bad wild, bad wild

Now you know

Now you know

I'm a bad wild, bad wild

Now you know, you're free to go (go)

🎶

The song just came from her phone, while she returned my phone. Turns out, on my phone, I'm calling his phone.

“Let me also know what your number is, so I don't have to wait when you'll call me!” he said it so sure, it made me chuckle a little.

“Is there anything funny?” she was enthusiastic and put her phone back in her pants pocket.

I nodded then said, “Are you really a liar?”

“Hah?!” She expressed her confusion with the question I had just asked.

“That, the ringtone. Bad Wild!” reply relax.

He laughed and said that if it was just an ordinary song that he liked, it did not mean that all the lyrics reflected him. A few seconds later, I laughed with satisfaction at the answer.

This guy is so unique!

Then he also asked me if I had been picked up or if I had left the airport using what transportation. Then he spontaneously offered me to go with him and somehow I agreed to it, as if hypnotized.

He stopped an empty taxi passing by. When we were outside the arrival door. “Gue thought you used that Jaguar clear car,” chirps me as he opened the taxi door for me.

“The car the cave lives in the apartment. Is the cave here? Costly. If calculated rupiah can be three hundred thousands more.”

This time it was my turn to laugh, because while on the plane earlier, he wasn't like this. Even he bought a bottle of wine just now did not ask the price first. Then now he even issues the price of car care here. Really absurd guy!

Connect ...

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Just first, then,

Babay 💋

@bossytika