Belongs to Other Women

Belongs to Other Women
The Part 19



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Lisa POVS.


After Max's return, I immediately locked the front door and ran into my room, headed for the bathroom and turned the shower faucet. I stood under the shower, complete with the clothes I was wearing, without taking them off. Wet yourself then slump down to the floor.


I'm ashamed ...


It was stupid to say all that to him. I should've just held it. I was careless enough to kiss her. Then even I added again with all the words and hugs earlier!! Damnit damnit!


I don't have any face to meet him anymore. How will I get through my next day?


Long enough I sat under the shower, regretting what I did. I have long admired my best friend's brother. I don't know why, I just suddenly acted like that. Like a cheap woman trying to tease him. I should have realized, I'm nothing. I'm not on par with them and Max just thinks of me as his sister's friend, nothing more!


Long enough I was pensive along with the teardrops that became one with the water that soaked my body. Then I remembered my dream of living with my students that I had to live. I took a voracious breath and then exhaled it violently.


“What am I ashamed of? Let's just say that this never happened. Besides next week I am also not here anymore,” mumbled as I stood up and finished my bathing activities.


After that, I dried my body and immediately put on my pajamas and climbed into the bed. I was ready to pull my blanket and turn off my sleeping lights. I just tried to close my eyes, and suddenly my phone rang.


🎶


Wait, can you turn around, can you turn around?


Just wait, can we work this out, can we work this out?


Just wait, can you come here please? 'Cause I want to be with you


🎶


“Hallo?” my broom. I just said a word, but Tika was even chatty about asking why I did not stay at her house tonight, even though I had promised to stay there before.


“Em, tired cave, Tik. Maybe tomorrow, yes, the cave is there. Sorry yes?” I express my regret for not being able to keep my previous promise. I also have other reasons I didn't mention. Yeah, I'm enough to know the reason.


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The morning sun shines so beautifully. The light enters through the gap of the window curtain that is not tightly closed. Warming my face with eyes still covered by dreams. A sleeping flower that recently always appears in my sleep. Makes me feel reluctant to open my eyes and not willing to lose a second of his shadow in a dream that feels very beautiful!


Yes, the last few days I have been dreaming more of Max. His figure was so calm without ripples. Makes me feel peaceful and at ease just by looking at his face. Even though it was only as deep as a dream, I was satisfied.


I really messed up this morning. My sleepwalker last night was unable to erode this deep-seated grief. I've spent hours on the bed doing nothing. My mind drifted to and fro in an indeterminate direction. I'm not usually like this.


Teeett teeett ...


The bell on my doorstep rang. I lazily moved from the bed to the front door to see who was visiting me this early. I had a glance at the wall clock in the middle room, still at 9 am.


Ceklek ...


I turned the key and opened the door immediately, it turned out that Tika was standing in the doorway while looking at me fixedly.


“Cause who thought this morning ...” I immediately turned around and walked towards the sofa, he followed behind me. I threw my ass on the couch and grabbed the television remote and turned it on.


“Lu why? Brother cave what-apain you ya?” inquiringly.


I stared at him in surprise, not believing what he had just said. I straightened my seat and denied Tika's words. “Neg. Caves are just kangen old man cave, no more.” The direction of my gaze returned to the television screen I had lit up earlier, but my mind floated, wondering why my only friend could say that. Did Max tell him about my attitude towards him last night? Or is he just guessing?


I sighed, then I glanced at him, but he was still watching me. After that, we were dissolved in silence.


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