Flavor Anomaly

Part 21 Jealousy with a new partner

"I didn't go up, yeah," he said, staring at the building behind me.

"Yes. It's okay, honey. You go home, tired, right?"

"Yes, very tired. Sleepy. Waking up early." His face looked lethargic and lackluster. After taking off his departure, I immediately went up to the third floor.

Since returning home from work, Nova was nowhere to be seen. I'm sure he's with his girlfriend. Good, because I can rest in peace later. 

But as soon as the door opened, I saw two pairs of shoes lying in front of the door. Apparently Yudi is here. I put the shoes on the shelf near the door, walking straight to the kitchen to get a drink in the fridge. The voices of the lovers were heard. They were noisy behind Nova's room. I took a deep breath and went into the room. Do not forget to lock the door so that no one enters.

[Ay, it's the Yudi here. They are dating!] The message I sent to Angga and I left my phone on the bed while I took a shower. I think my body is so sticky.

The shower soaks the entire body, from head to toe. I wash my hair every time I travel. It has become a habit, and it will continue like this. It feels like bathing without shampooing, like waking up just washing your face without a toothbrush. I was still struggling with the foam in my fingers, rolling it on my thighs. Sometimes the puffs I give form soap bubbles and fly, even if they break in a matter of seconds.

Finished with the bath ritual that I deliberately made a long time ago, now I roll my hair with a small towel. My other towel was wrapped around my body, just above my knees. The matcha scent from the bath soap I just used, smelled throughout the room.

"Yes ... What are you doing?" ask someone from behind the door.

My forehead shriveled because it recognized the voice outside. The second and third calls convinced me that what I heard was really Angga. Lock in the door handle, I turn. I just pulled out my head with the door half open. Finding the figure of the man outside, made me pull both corners of my lips to the side. I quickly pulled his hand into the room. The door closes and the key is as it was.

"Why didn't you say you wanted to come here? Uh, did Ay reply to my chat earlier?" ask me while looking for where I put the device. He grabbed both of my waist. Our bodies are so close.

"Udah reciprocated. Can come here to worry them, afraid, Ay****, no opponent hehe," Angga replied with his perverted face.

"Ih pervert! There's a want too! No! Not now ah, again there are monthly guests, the portal is closed," I said by crossing both hands, a sign of rejection.

"Well, but you can use another way, yeah, my dear." She kept seducing me with a perverted smile.

"After that, my negotiations failed. I'm not forcing because if forced rape.well self service again deh," he complained, then turned his face.

"Ay," called me down with a towel, biting on the lips and trying to tease Angga.

"Mending cepet wear clothes. Don't add temptation if you don't love."

"Haha. There's a Potato, "my joke is getting closer to him.

"Huh free come again here, do not get anything," he exasperated.

"Oh, so unfortunately only if it can be good? Basic man!"

"Yee realistic know. Yes, I slept here, yeah." He immediately landed his body on the bed. "Oh yes one more, do not be tempted yes, fitting sleep later pounced back!"

I laughed, went to the closet and put on the shirt behind it. Angga completely closed his eyes, it seemed like he was completely exhausted.

The blue doraemon pajamas I was wearing, I went to sleep next to him. Turn off the headlights and turn on the sleeping lights. Dreary. So that I could see Angga sleeping beside me. He was quite a prankster, but he never once forced his own will.

Even whenever a woman contacts her, she always tells me first before deciding whether or not to return the message. Honestly, it feels like this time I met a male character like him. Even when compared to people who have been close to me, Angga is the only man who tries to keep his attitude in front even behind me, to keep my feelings. We had a fight just out of jealousy, and it was a feeling of jealousy that came to me. I am very territorial, if I have a relationship with someone. I dislike it the most, there's another woman in our relationship. Even if it's just a friend, or even an ex. Although few people would accept my nature. The conversation that is in for me is one of the gaps in the entry of a third person in a relationship.

I have always had a crisis of loyalty, not even once have I met a truly faithful man. But what I did not get from others, all I found in Angga. Apart from his attitude that is sometimes indifferent and insensitive, even often said annoying words, and impressed rude, I actually like it. But it all comes back again depending on which angle people judge from.

Almost all women want a romantic man, but my Angga, will do romantic things at certain times. Though in the end, he'll come back to taunt me afterwards. Because that's how you love me. Simple yet beautiful.

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