
"Don't you think I'll just shut up with all the weird stuff with you. I'm not a stupid man" said Aksa still locking Lisa's movements. Lisa's lips were silent. "You're the one who's been my fiance all this time, right? Nayora Wijaya." Aksa called the name with a stifled growl.
"I told you, I don't know the person you mean" Lisa denied. Still trying to tickle.
"Still deny. It's." Aksa gripped onto Lisa's clothes. Until the girl's body advanced forward. "This shirt is still the same one you wore when you met me at Strawberry Cafe as Yora.”
Lisa lowered her head. Looking towards the clothes pulled by Aksa. Not wrong. It does have Yora. He's hustling.
"There are many of the same clothes in this world. Even famous brands, there is a twin. Because there is a fake version. Is that right, isn't it?" Lisa kept on twitching.
But Aksa does not deny the possibility. Lips tight. Just growling annoyed. Aksa's eyeballs were observing this girl. Scanning everything that felt could be made proof that he and the girl named Yora who he had just met, were the same person.
Lisa, who had been staring straight, now lowered her gaze. Avoiding Aksa's view.
He doesn't want to be trapped.
"There's one thing I can make sure you are Yora who I met at the cafe earlier," Aksa said.
Lisa looking. Aksa's gaze, convinced that her conjecture was correct, made Lisa's heartbeat change rapidly. Moreover, that intimidating slanted smile full of intimidation. He feels insecure now.
Suddenly Aksa catches Lisa's hand. Raised the hand and showed the girl's ring finger forcefully. Lisa complained because it hurt.
"This. This ring is proof." Aksa showed me the engagement ring she pinned first. White colored rings at fantastic prices. Lisa widens her eyes. He forgot to take off the ring too. "This ring will not have two in the world. Because in it is the name of Yora engraved there. Also the ring number that was only sold to me" Aksa sizzled. He pressed Lisa's fingers coldly.
Lisa grimaced feeling her hand on the press. Be ill. Lisa tries to get out of Aksa's hands, but still can't. The man's energy is strong. Moreover, maybe anger makes the power multiply.
"Lisa! Lisa!" call the mother who is looking for him. Aksa turned to the origin of the voice. Lisa is too. He also focused his hearing.
Mama! Don't come in here. Better mom come back.
"Lisa!"
I'm still with this guy. Mom don't come here!
Lisa can't scream. It was not Aksa who had her mouth shut. It's just that he also does not want tension about himself and this man found his mother. Lisa dilemma.
Suddenly Lisa's body felt light. His movements are no longer in the key. His eyes blinked in wonder. Aksa.
"I don't have to be cruel when in front of your mother who doesn't seem to know anything" Aksa said as she glanced down the hall where the mother's voice came from. Lisa grimaced with the pain in her fingers that was still felt. "We'll meet again later. Don't blur. I know all about you now,”ujar Aksa gave a warning.
Lisa tight-lipped.
"Sa ..." I can finally find him. Lisa hid her pain quickly.
"Yes, Mom." Lisa's smile expands.
Aksa nodded politely to mother. Mother nodded too.
"Mom wants to go home. You take care of your father inside. Just bring your friend in. Visiting time is still there, right?" said mother. Lisa just nodded without speaking.
"Will you go home now?" ask Aksa. Lisa gasps. "I can drive mom home.” He looked at Aksa and her mother.
"introducing?" ask mother. Lisa shook her head in disagreement. Aksa. "No Son. I'm just riding the lot."
"I have other needs. In the same direction. So mom can come with me" Aksa said as she touched her phone. It's a little pushy. Lisa is getting anxious.
"Mother ride the ojek only. I can order." Lisa made a quick decision. Aksa saw Lisa. Lisa's eyeballs blinked and looked at the mother again. His heartbeat is still not because of Aksa's intimidation earlier.
"All right then. I can't force." Aksa chose to give up. He glanced towards the girl. It seems he breathed a sigh of relief just now. Aksa grunting.
This girl doesn't want me to go near her parents. There was something big that he was hiding from them. Sure oes. Being someone else is not ordinary. That's a big crime. I'm not gonna let you go.
"Mom's home, Lisa," said mom. Lisa's head nodded. Aksa.
"We're out together, Mother." Aksa has another chance. Lisa wanted to prevent, but she stopped. Even though Aksa was being cruel to her, she was sure that the man would not be cruel to mother. He still had manners that actually made his body creep.
Lisa looked at the backs of the two of them with lingering misgivings.
"Awww..my finger hurts so much. Fucking aksa. He doesn't playfully press my fingers. Thankfully it wasn't broken." Lisa went back to her room and gnawed her fingers and hands.
***
Lisa couldn't sleep imagining what Aksa would do to her later. It made the morning, his body was not fresh. His head was dizzy from thinking about that.
He was determined to see Anne to talk about this. But when she came home from the hospital, Lisa was lying on the bed. Giri who was nongol at the door of the room, asked,
"Why?"
"My head is dizzy. Can you write me a license?"
"My writing looks like I have kids. Not going to the teacher. Later even not considered a license. It's a lie." Giri knows very well about that.
"I'm really dizzy, right?" lisa complains while holding her head.
"It's not like you're getting well. It is quieter during the night. Why are you so sick?"
"Once in exchange. Take care of the sick now." Lisa closed her eyes while nagging.
"Please Bi Sarah yeah ..." Giri kasih ide.
"Yes already. Please tell me," Lisa's pinta. Tumben once Giri complied today. He usually goes along too. Probably conscious when complaining about Lisa's pale face.
Faintly, he heard Giri talking to Bi Sarah. He was sure Giri was asking his aunt to write a letter. After believing the letter to be a success, Lisa pulls the blanket and closes her eyes.
***
Morning at the Candika family home.
If Lisa is dizzy because she is afraid of what Aksa will do to her later, the state of this man is exactly the opposite.
This guy feels fresh. His brain, tired of thinking about the strange things about Yora, is now beginning to decrease. Aksa found the answer to the thing he wanted to know the most. Yora who had been her fiance all this time was not the real Yora.
Aksa's head turned to the side. The window of the room is still closed. But the bright light of the morning was felt through the fibers of the curtain fabric of his room. He pulled out the blanket and opened the curtains.
This morning looks bright. Suddenly he smiled in a wry manner. Remember in his memory. When he found the girl. The girl who had been deceiving him as Nayora Wijaya. Allegedly right. That girl is not Yora. Except Lisa.
Yep. Name's Lisa. I'll remember it.
Aksa momentarily remembered the glare of those sharp eyes. He felt that he had found the look of the eye long before the girl became Yora.
"Cannot be. I just met him this time. There's no way that look in the eye I know." Aksa shook her head. "I'd better go to the bathroom and tell Noah everything."
Aksa rushed to the bathroom and immediately left for the office. He wanted to share his invention with his cousin. As well as asking about his opinion. What to do with that girl named Lisa.
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