Belongs to Other Women

Belongs to Other Women
The Part 21



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Still Max POV's.


After I took my wallet and my phone and put it in my pants pocket. We walked into the garage through the kitchen door then opened the garage door, pulled out a scooter. We have agreed to use this vehicle, because the place we are headed is not too far away. Just near the housing complex.


I asked Tika to wear a helmet as her headguard, even if she just went to the front of the compound. So do I.


“Where have you been Lisa?” tika asked shortly after I sat down beside her by proposing a piece of mineral water. We decided to sit in a mat room placed by the brother of the sate vending cart on the side of the road.


I was thinking that Tika wouldn't talk to me about this anymore, because my brain is too complicated. “We can discuss something else, right?” I asked with a slightly firm tone of voice. But didn't make Tika turn her head on me.


He continued to stare far into the dock, towards the highway that has now begun to seclude. “Lisa likes you, Max!” it was her determination that made me flinch!


I looked at Tika from the side, her cleavage also moved her head and looked at me. “I've known for a long time that he likes you. But it is always denied. To this day, several times I have seen him watching you from afar. That's why I'm giving you time.”


I couldn't say anything more, too shocking for my heart. Because this is exactly what I was afraid of a long time ago. Even a few minutes ago.


“I don't know what happened between you guys after I finished talking to Lisa on your phone. Obviously, Lisa said she needed some time to do it herself. And not usually Lisa so.” Tika exhaled her breath.


“A—aku ...”


I looked down at both ends of my big toes. Feeling guilty about my attitude towards Lisa at home. I have not had time to say anything, even to touch his heart I did not neglect, then would all that also hurt his heart?


I thought not, because then he might forget me. And once again I emphasize, it's not!


Then what am I supposed to do?


Slowly I devoured the plate of satay that was previously given by the merchant's brother. With my brain still floating, thinking about Lisa's condition that was not good because of my actions earlier.


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When dawn came, I was still lying under the soft white blanket that accompanied me every night. I slowly opened my eyes because of the bright light coming through the window, whose curtain had forgotten I closed last night. Due to being too tired. It is not my body that is tired, but my soul.


I held up my position to get up and lean on the head of the bed. Then look straight ahead, towards the wall of the room made of glass. Shows a view of the swimming pool with green plants out there. From my position to sit now, it is clear that the air out there must feel very cool and comfortable.


Then I tried to get out of my bed, look at the clock and the pictures on the wall that I suddenly wanted to destroy. Know why I spontaneously wanted to do that? Because my brain doesn't stop thinking about that woman. The woman who became my sister's best friend, who often met me in this house.


At a glance, I recalled all of Tika's words last night. One word at a time I try to understand and I look for the meaning. And now I understand that love can arise only out of habit.


Accustomed to seeing, accustomed to hearing, accustomed to worship and even accustomed to circumstances.


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