Buttered

Chapter 87

Tristan who was bored waiting on the terrace of the bungalow alone began to approach Sarah who was cool to draw her name with various pictures. A star he put on his name, and on the right also on the left of that star. Sarah drew two swans.

At first Tristan just kept quiet and watched. But the more he looked at the image of the goose and the star. Tristan is pretty familiar with the picture. Tristan felt it was like a logo of something. But unfortunately Tristan could not remember clearly what the logo was.

And it seems that Tristan doesn't like the logo either so she doesn't care about it anymore.

"What are you drawing?" ask Tristan suddenly.

Sarah, who had been drawing in the sand, did not realize that Tristan was next to her until Tristan asked her like that.

Sarah immediately turned her head and smiled sweetly at the very handsome man when she was wearing the white collared shirt.

Seeing Sarah smiling sweetly at him Tristan immediately turned his face towards the sand that was underneath.

"I'm painting my name, I'm good at painting!" sarah told Tristan she had other skills besides counting fast.

"Oh, but it seems normal!" another Tristan said in the mouth and another in the heart.

Actually Tristan was very surprised Sarah could paint on the sand. And what made Tristan a little amazed was that when the two swan images were exactly the same, they were both equally large and had wings just as big and exactly the same size. Also his height was the same and it was very difficult for ordinary people even for himself.

"Would I make your name no?" ask Sarah.

Hearing Sarah's offer, Tristan immediately raised his hand and moved to the right and left like a waving motion to reject something.

"No, my name would be ugly if you painted on the sand!" ketus Tristan who instead sat right in the star picture that Sarah painted earlier.

"Hey...!"

Sarah tries to stop Tristan who wants to sit on top of her made star image. But unfortunately it was too late. When Sarah was just about to make her voice, Bok0ng Tristan had landed pretty on the sand that contained the star of the painting Sarah earlier.

"Ck.. You are this. I'll have another picture there!" said Sarah who wanted to paint her name again somewhere else.

"Hey, freak woman come here. I want to talk to you!" tristan.

Sarah, who had walked a few steps to the left of Tristan where she was still very wide to paint, stopped her steps when Tristan called out to her. Sarah was like a submissive child who when Tristan slapped the sand next to her sat down. Sarah even walked straight to Tristan and sat down on the spot that was pat Tristan earlier.

Tristan who saw that asked in his heart.

'Was this woman really this obedient, where did that shitty freak woman who banged on my car window glass the first time you met?'

But seeing Tristan who was silent when Sarah was sitting next to him made Sarah wonder.

"Hey, he said he wanted to talk? why just shut up?" ask Sarah.

His eyes shot towards the endless ocean. Seeing that, Sarah felt that what Tristan was going to say was not ordinary. It must have been very serious, and somehow Sarah felt unsettled.

"I was thinking of making friends with you! I also don't know what your father's plan is going to be, for his intention to make you my only wife is accomplished!"

Hearing the words of the only wife coming out of Tristan's mouth. Sarah's feelings are getting bad.

"But after I think about it again, my thoughts are really very untrue!"

Sarah was still silent and continued to listen to Tristan. Without any intention of interrupting Tristan, though a little bit he could already catch what exactly Tristan wanted to tell him.

Before speaking, Tristan turned his head towards Sarah. Tristan showed a cold and serious face as she looked at Sarah. Sarah could only quietly look at Tristan's gaze.

"I think it's better if we're like the first time we met!"

'Finally he said this too!' sarah murmured in her heart.

Sarah was not surprised by Tristan's words. Sarah had prepared her mind and heart from the beginning not to expect anything from Tristan.

"We'll just talk, if there's someone else around us. And we don't have to talk to each other if there's no one else. Do you understand?" tristan asked with a serious look at Sarah.

Sarah also understood. Although a little disappointed because he felt he had started to get used to Tristan who was not like a rock anymore. But tell me what, once a stone might still be new.

"Not cooking for me, nor washing my clothes. I'll do everything myself. From now on we take care of each of us!" said Tristan who immediately stood up and turned around leaving Sarah alone.

Tristan stepped with a big step but seemed hesitant. He also felt that his steps were actually very heavy. But he had to make that decision to protect his own heart and Sarah's. Tristan started to fear that if they got too close, there would be more feelings. And because their relationship is just a mutually beneficial deal. Tristan knows, if there are more feelings, then there will be a hurt day. Whether whose heart is from Tristan, Shanum or Sarah, it is clear that of the three there will be injured.

While Sarah can only be silent fixated, while staring at the footsteps of Tristan who continues to move away from her.

Sarah looked straight ahead, towards the sea. And try to calm himself.

'Isn't it supposed to be like this, from the beginning it should be like this right? but why does it feel like my heart hurts?' asked Sarah who was staring deep into the waves in front of her who was also getting away from her.

Tristan who had entered the bungalow again looked at Sarah sitting from the window on one side of the door.

"It should be like this Sarah. It should be like this!" muttered Tristan then turned around and headed to his room.

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