Belongs to Other Women

The story of Lisa 1

Lisa POVS.

I am the only child of a harmonious couple. My father was an assistant in a wealthy family. Not a household assistant, but the right-hand man of the company Adiya Group and Company. The company is not only engaged in the service sector, but has begun to penetrate into other fields. One of them is in the field of trade and contractors.

While my mother is a housewife whose daily life is full with me at home. And when I started school, my mom also started busying herself by opening a flower shop. Until one day, when I was in school in the Junior High School (SMP), I was introduced to a woman.

At that time my father took me into a house that seemed familiar to me. Because that afternoon suddenly my father was called by his boss to face. "Wait for me here, don't go anywhere" he told me.

Father then knocked on a large pitch-black door and entered the room. I chose to sit on the couch around there.

I waited long enough for a woman to pass by, then suddenly came back and approached me. He looked at me from under my feet to the ends of my hair. Many times he raised his head, and he watched me very closely.

"Sorry who?" greet the woman with her chivalry and then a smile expands on her face.

Just as I was about to mention my name and extend my hand to get acquainted, suddenly the black door beside me opened. My dad came out of there with another guy who was the same age as him. Spontaneously I stood up from my seat and lowered my head.

"Fuckin'ahh!!" exclaim the woman. He ran over and immediately hugged me the man he called his papa. Then my father stood beside me stroking the top of my head.

In my heart I tried to guess, maybe the man who was the same age as my father was the boss of the father and the woman was clearly and definitely his son, because he called him papah. Because that's what happened in front of my eyes to make my father suddenly introduce women whose age may be the same as me.

"Honey, this is Tika and this is my boss, Mr. Benny. Tika this is his son." Dad said very well and told me to shake hands with this woman named Tika.

I thrust out my right hand, and with a smile, he grabbed my hand with both hands. The skin of the hands feels very smooth and soft, even the smile looks charming. We didn't say anything, just threw smiles at each other.

Then my father asked me to say goodbye, left them and left the house. I turned around, looking at Tika who was whining at her papa, asking her permission to swim that afternoon.

On the way home, I looked out the car window. Pay attention to other motorists who drive their motor vehicles in the hot sun. I was wondering about my school today. Then he also explained that when I was a child, I was often taken to Mr. Benny's house earlier.

Even I and Tika used to play together when we were both still not in school. Until finally rarely met because of school schedules and time-consuming tutoring. It made us tired and never again did you take me to that house.

"You should be smart about school. Must champion. Let you pass the entrance test to a private school. The school has a good program for its students. I want you to go to school there for High School." Dad said he wanted to get me into High School which became number one in Jakarta.

As time went on, I graduated from Junior High School and entered the High School that was in accordance with my wishes. Which turns out, the school was also Tika's choice to spend her children's time, just like me. And I don't know why all that makes me and Tika become more familiar every day. From the tenth to the twelfth grade we were always together.

After school my dad always picks me up and Tika comes along too, then goes home together to Tika's house. Yes, he always invited me to lunch at his house and I always accepted his offer.

We ended up growing together and I didn't expect it to turn out, it's been since childhood that we were met. It's just that as we grow up we start to get along with each other. In fact, you could say, we could only get along together, because at school we rarely get along with other girls who are the same age as us.

All of our teenage years passed with great excitement. There is no drama and no lies.

Until finally a tragedy happened. Mr. Benny, whose father was Tika, died in a hospital treatment that was caused by a disease he suffered. Cardiac. A disease that can attack anyone and at any age vulnerable. Tika has to lose the person she loves.

I know very well that Tika really loves her papa. Many times Tika said that as I accompanied her in the hospital to keep her papa safe. Until he had to breathe his last and it coincided when Haikal had 4 days back from his studies abroad. Not because he had finished his studies, but because of permission to go home to see his sick papa. But destiny says something else.

Everyone is hit with that condition. And more Tika. At such a time I realized the importance of a friend to accompany. For days Tika grieved, confined herself in the room even to the point of not wanting to eat. He really did endanger himself.

Every day my dad and I go back to that house. Dad took care of some company needs along with Mamah Tika, while I kept knocking on the door of Tika's room which was still tightly closed every day. There was not even a sound from inside.

"Non, eat first, aunty is ready for lunch," said bi Mince to surprise me from behind, I smiled and nodded slowly. Then turned back to stare at the door knob of Tika's room that was shaking. Then I intend to shout a sentence to Tika at that time.

"Tik, you don't want to go to the cave for lunch? You haven't been out of the room for 4 days." There's no answer. I breathed my breath rough. "Yes, the cave eats itself, huh?" I turned around and prepared to move my legs.

But suddenly ... Chequek!

The sound of the key from the door behind me. Spontaneously I turned around and found Tika who had appeared from behind the door. With her disorganized hair and the same clothes, which she wore at her papa funeral. His eyes. My heart was full of seeing her condition.

True, he loved his own father too much. He even willingly for days not to eat because of crying over the departure of his own papa, even he did not care about himself.

I quickly hugged her and instantly the embrace made her cry again, shedding her tears to make her sob. Then I tried to calm him down. Stretch that hug to see the look on his face. "Lu take a shower? After that we eat," I said, followed by a nod of his head.

I accompanied her to the bathroom and left her there, and I closed the bathroom door. I stood in front of the bathroom, resuscitated my back against the wall until I finally heard the rustling sound of the shower. Actually I'm scared right now, afraid that Tika would think of ending her life because of the loss of her papa. Then he sat under the shower and looked at the blood from his slashed hand. Like in a sad movie!

Holy hooch!

I seem to watch too many sad movies, so my brain has to think like this. I tried to wait for her to come out of the bathroom, with my eyes watching my surroundings.

Even stuffy!

After a few minutes of waiting, Tika came out of the bathroom wearing her towel and walked past me to her closet and put her clothes behind the closet door. When we finished, we went to the table together and found that everything was on the table. All eyes in unison looked at us, especially looking at Tika who was standing beside me. He lowered his face.

"When hungry," she said slowly, maybe it was just me hearing it. Then I grabbed her hand, clasped tightly and then took her step closer to the dining table.

Haikal stood up from his chair, then told Tika to sit there and I was next to him. Everyone left the seat of Mr. Benny empty.

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Every day we went through, my father and mother were getting busy with Tika's mother. They're taking care of the company left behind by Mr. Benny. Tika's condition is getting better and better. He returned to school and slowly began to accept the situation.

My father and mother also got a spacious house given by Mr. Benny as an inheritance. Then tragedy came back to us, especially for me.

Both my parents took an official trip to progress the company Adiya Group and Company, heading to the Maldives. While I was left at Tika's house while they were gone. Almost every day my parents and I were in contact. Sometimes through short messages, phone calls or even video calls. They also had time to show the scenery there to me and also Tika. So beautiful.

But the view was not as beautiful in the end. My mom and dad came from there. The plane they were traveling on had a problem until finally had to make an emergency landing on the forest land.

When all of that happened, Tika and I were in her room, listening to the radio. Then suddenly the sound of the door being opened made me and Tika shocked. We saw his mother standing in the doorway and ran to hug me and a split second later he cried.

At first I did not understand, I just looked at Tika with a strange feeling that enveloped me at that moment. As for Mamah Tika, getting closer and closer to me then began to raise her voice. Said that my parents had an accident this morning.

In his sobs he continued to tell the condition of both my parents when experiencing the fateful incident. I screamed in disbelief when I heard the news.

"No! Not possible! This morning before school my dad was still calling. Must be a lie, right?! Aunt kidding' right?! I know this must be a prank, it must be the April Mob, right?!" I chuckled to say all that with tears streaming down my cheeks.

I tried to let go of that hug. I wanted to run to my car and immediately go home to meet the father and mother I had missed. "No, peeling!! I want to see you, I want to see you." I whine in the arms of Aunt Ida. Until I finally felt my chest tight and suddenly everything went dark.

I woke up in my own room, crowded outside. My parents' bodies were ready for burial by then. Makes me cry again, thrashing to reject the situation that happened. I feel like I'm not afraid to accept the fact that they're gone, leaving me alone to spend the day.

I locked myself in my own home for almost a month. Eat potluck, close the door for anyone who wants to see me. Until finally Tika came and forced his way in by breaking down the back door of my house.

Now that things have turned upside down, Tika accompanies me every day. Cooking for me, cleaning my house, washing my clothes. Everything he did was sincere. Until he brought me back to school. Completing our learning obligations.

"Lu really want to live alone here? Follow the cave to the house yuk. Let's stay together. So everywhere we go too. At least until graduation." Tika offered me to stay at her house after one week of my return to school.

"No, the cave is here. Lagian cave has been talking about the same about Reza, if the cave wants to study abroad. There's also a cave aunt there." At that time we were busy chatting in my backyard after school, while doing some tasks.

We help each other in difficult times, alternately strengthening each other to move on. I was helped a lot thanks to Tika and her family. And not only did he get there, he visited me almost every day. Sometimes he brought food to fill the refrigerator in my house. Treats me like her real son. So too with Max. He always took the time to ask me about my situation through a short message.

It was once in my heart to mean another attention given by him. Because Max also looks charming as time goes by. Each one of us grew up with incredible charm. Because of the attention of Max that makes me finally decide to accept Tika to stay at home during the end of school exam or known as the graduation exam.

Everyone in the house treated me very well. Caring for me like I was one of their real family members. Until finally the school graduation arrived, Om Reza who is the brother of my father granted my request to continue studying abroad.

And since then, my real life has started ...

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Hey, you loyal readers.

I read all your comments in Announcement 2.

And after thinking about it, in order to maintain the quality of the previous story with the main characters Tika and Jefri, I will finally lift the story Lisa 😁

Which of these stories will also be related to Tika and Dana 😂

But it is likely that many Lisa, because this woman will also be related to the final story in the title of Imperfect Happiness.

So, let's just enjoy this story, okay??

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Thank you 😘