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Be Mine

　

　

Looks like two lovers are staring at each other under the sparkling stars. Both were on the hotel balcony. They are Givar and Aarletha.

　

　

"You cape? Today's work piles up, huh?" Aarletha asked as she gently rubbed her lover's face. Givar smiled as he shook his head.

　

　

"I'm not cape, I'm."

　

　

Aarletha looked at Givar's lips. Noticing the mischievous gaze of her lover, Givar smiled. He brought his face closer. Aarletha touched the man's shoulder. They're kissing.

　

　

Kyoto sky bears witness to the kiss.

　

　

The wind blew in through the open balcony door, peering at what the two humans were doing.

　

　

"You cape, don't need to be put down" said Aarletha.

　

　

"This is how my boyfriend is so naughty."

　

　

Aarletha let out a small laugh.

　

　

"I'm not cape like this."

　

　

"Easter."

　

　

"Aarly, are you just trying to tease me? Don't want to do it?"

　

　

"Emmmh."

　

　

Suddenly Givar fell out of bed. Shasha who was sleeping beside him suddenly woke up, shocked to hear a rowdy sound.

　

　

The woman rubbed her eyes while looking at her husband on the floor. Givar grimaced as he rubbed his forehead.

　

　

"You why? Nightmare?" Shasha asked while helping her husband wake up.

　

　

The man took a long breath. He remembered the dream just now. It's not just a dream that has just happened in the past.

　

　

Shasha touched Givar's shoulder, "Are you all right?"

　

　

The man looked at his wife, "I..."

　

　

Shasha waited for the continuation of Givar's truncated sentence. However, the man instead looked at Shasha's slightly open lips. Again his wife tried to tempt him.

　

　

The dream just made his libido rise. The man pulled Shasha's chin with his index finger. He smashed Shasha's lips in full prosecution.

　

　

Shasha closed her eyes because she did not want to look at him when kissing like that. He hugged Givar's neck.

　

　

Feeling the opportunity, Givar deepened his kiss. Now the man's hand no doubt touched the sensitive spot on his wife's body.

　

　

Shasha nodded softly because of that touch. He never did, his body goosebumps getting such a touch.

　

　

Givar dropped Shasha's body to lie under his cackles.

　

　

"I love you, Shaquellin. I love you so much."

　

　

Shasha looked at Givar with a sad expression, "I love you too, Givarel."

　

　

The man smiled happily. She hugged Shasha.

　

　

"Be mine."

　

　

The woman slightly objected, because Givar was pinning her down. The man let go of his embrace and looked at the face of my dear Shasha who was below him.

　

　

Shit, Shasha's expression made Givar even crazier and more desirous.

　

　

The man took down the nightgown that Shasha was wearing. Both of the women's cheeks were flushed.

　

　

"May I do it?" Ask Givar. Shasha covered her face with both hands then nodded slowly.

　

　

Givar smiled amusedly because of his wife's innocent behavior. Givar's hand continued to lower Shasha's dress. However, before Givar managed to take off his wife's dress, his phone vibrated on the nightstand.

　

　

In such a position, Givar and Shasha turned to the source of the voice.

　

　

The man is forced to let go of Shasha then sees the name of his secretary on the screen. Half grumbling, the man raised his call.

　

　

Shasha looked at her husband.

　

　

"Why bother me at a time like this?" Gerrutu Givar.

　

　

Helieen across the street said, "Sorry sir, but today there's a meeting with the clients."

　

　

Shasha re-justified her clothes. However, Givar gave the code, so that his wife would not justify her dress.

　

　

The man seemed to say, 'Don't wear it first, we'll continue it again.'

　

　

Shasha just put on an innocent expression.

　

　

"Master? Is this still connected?" Ask Helieen. Givar snorted dejectedly, "In a moment."

　

　

"But, sir, it's 9."

　

　

"What?!"

　

　

Without the ba-bi-bu, Givar had already reached his office. He put up his tie carelessly. Helieen walked quickly following Givar's long steps.

　

　

The man pulled the door knob and entered the meeting room. There were a few people there, they were all clients. Aarletha and Felix Donovan were also there.

　

　

"Good morning. Sorry, a little late..."

　

　

The attention of everyone in the room was centered on the Givar tie.

　

　

The man allowed his tie back, though it didn't have much effect.

　

　

Finishing the meeting, Givar is still trying to justify his tie. Aarletha who saw that felt pity. He approached and removed the tie from Givar's shirt.

　

　

The man was shocked and looked at Aarletha.

　

　

"From the time you couldn't get a tie up properly, how did you hold the company?" Ask Aarletha softly.

　

　

Givar saw various gazes from some of his employees passing by.

　

　

"Quickly Aarly, they will think nothing" grumbled Givar. Aarletha looked at Givar, "It turns out you still remember your dear call to me."

　

　

Aarletha finished pairing her tie, the woman patted Givar's chest. The man confirmed his suit.

　

　

"Thank you" said Givar then passed. Aarletha looked at Givar's back, "Just a thank you? What if lunch is in return?"

　

　

Givar's move stopped.

　

　

~

　

　

In the restaurant,

　

　

Givar and Aarletha sat opposite. Both of them were enjoying their lunch at the venue.

　

　

"Once in a while, meet me with your wife" said Aarletha. Givar drank his juice then turned to Aarletha, "For what?"

　

　

"Of course get acquainted, what else," the woman grumbled. Givar seemed to think, "No need."

　

　

"Look, I won't say anything to him. You know, I'm not a bad person either."

　

　

"Other times," said Givar. Aarletha nodded.

　

　

As they were eating, someone approached them both.

　

　

"Well, hello."

　

　

Both men looked. Apparently Felix.

　

　

"Mr Donovan?" Sapa Aarletha's. Givar looked at the tall man.

　

　

Felix smiled, "You guys ate outside without me? Miss Aarletha, you are favoritism. Why not bring me too? Mr. Hardiswara, you must leave me hungry."

　

　

Givar just smiled in response to Felix's joke.

　

　

Aarletha chuckled little, "So I didn't see you. So, I'm taking Mr. Hardiswara. Please sit down, I'll order food."

　

　

Felix sat down while shaking his head, "No, no. I'll call the waiter."

　

　

　

　

Aarletha nodded, "I think it's true. Meetings will be more relaxed and not cause headaches."

　

　

Givar chuckled while leaning his back against the chair.

　

　

Felix said, "Tomorrow I have to go home to New York for a few weeks. There are many jobs at the headquarters. I feel comfortable living in Indonesia."

　

　

"Well, isn't it convenient in America?" Ask Aarletha. Felix chuckled, "That's how. You never been there?"

　

　

Aarletha glanced at Givar, "Someone once took me there, but it didn't come to pass for some reason."

　

　

Felix glanced at Givar who looked frozen.

　

　

"Ah, if you want, I can take you." Felix offered a call.

　

　

Aarletha smiled, "Happy, but maybe not now."

　

　

Felix's food order has arrived, "Finally."

　

　

"Oh yeah, I heard you had a school there," said Aarletha. Felix nodded, "Dad told me to take care of it. It was a school built with my father's hard work before owning a property company."

　

　

Aarletha chuckled in admiration, "It must be very precious to you."

　

　

Givar was bored with the conversation.

　

　

Finished with lunch, Givar returned to his office. He let out a long sigh, "For what reason did Aarly talk like that in front of Felix while looking at me. That guy must be thinking nothing of me."

　

　

Givar resuscitated his back comfortably to his great chair. Both of his feet were placed on the table. Both eyes closed enjoying the coolness of the room.

　

　

The man remembered his wife. This morning he almost got Shasha. If only Helieen, his papa's flagship secretary, hadn't called, it might have all felt great.

　

　

"It would be great if I didn't have a secretary."

　

　

Givar smiled remembering Shasha's facial expression. He was happy, because Shasha had allowed it. Letting himself touch the woman, the woman who is his right. From now on, he would no longer feel awkward to do so.

　

　

"****, why do I keep thinking about it? I'd like to hurry home and get on with it." Givar looked at his watch.

　

　

"Still a long time," he murmured.

　

　

~

　

　

The clock shows at 5pm. Shasha is preparing dinner for her husband.

　

　

On time, Givar is back. The man hugged Shasha from behind. He kissed his wife's neck. The woman smiled without stopping her activities.

　

　

"You've been home alone all day?" Ask Givar. Shasha nodded, "Today, Sven is just as Amelia did not come. I don't know where they're going."

　

　

"Sven doesn't look out of his house?" Ask Givar.

　

　

Shasha shook her head, "I think he has a problem again. If he doesn't show himself, it means he doesn't want to meet people. He doesn't like it when people meddle with his business."

　

　

"Why hasn't he eaten in the past few days?" Ask Givar. Shasha seemed to be thinking, "I'm going to take food to her house."

　

　

After serving all his dishes to the table, Shasha immediately separated some of the food into containers. He'll deliver the food to Sven's house.

　

　

"You eat first" said Givar as he chewed his food. Shasha smiled, "You go ahead. I'll be back."

　

　

The woman passed to Sven's house. He pressed the doorbell of the house. But the bell didn't ring.

　

　

"Maybe the bell is broken" Shasha murmured. He knocked on the door. But, there's no answer.

　

　

Once again knocking on the door, there was still no answer. The woman turned the door knob. It was not locked.

　

　

Shasha looked inside. Dark room. Light from the front yard barged in. Shasha stepped up and looked for a socket. His hands flailed to the wall.

　

　

Meet me! Shasha.

　

　

The lights in the room were on. Feeling a glare, Shasha covered her face.

　

　

After adjusting to the light in the room, Shasha frowned. It looks like a dirty room is not maintained. Looks like a broken ship. The last time Shasha went to that house was Barra and Divya. But, back then the view was not like this.

　

　

Divya is a painstaking and sensitive person when she sees a little dust, she always takes care of her house to look clean and tidy.

　

　

Now, this looks the opposite. Sven is really slovenly. Did he ever clean the house?

　

　

Shasha looked up at the second floor.

　

　

Maybe Sven is there, Shasha said in her heart.

　

　

The woman climbed the stairs and looked for her brother to every room on the second floor. He saw one of the doors open slightly. Shasha looked into the dark room.

　

　

No, it's not dark, in the room there's a study lamp. There's Sven over there sitting down and doing something. The man turned his back on the door. Shasha narrowed her eyes to see clearly what the man was doing.

　

　

Shasha chose to enter. He saw many photos on the floor. Curious, the woman took one of them.

　

　

Both of his eyes were wide. In the photo there is a weak body that has a lot of burns. It was a photo of the accident 3 years ago, which made Refandi, his lover, died.

　

　

That's Refandi's photo.

　

　

Shasha's hand holding the photo trembled. Her tears were dripping, the woman was crying in silence. Shasha turned on the lights in the room.

　

　

Sven was surprised, he looked over. The man had just realized his sister's whereabouts there with a face filled with tears.

　

　

Shasha looked at the photos of Refandi at the table and some of them in Sven's hands.

　

　

"Ja-so.. You killed Refandi?" Shasha asked with a trembling voice. Sven shook his head, "No, the cave can clear the truth."

　

　

Shasha threw the food she was carrying onto the floor to the point that the contents scattered out. The woman pushed Sven's chest in anger.

　

　

"Why are you lakainin' this to the cave! You're angry with the cave just because papa and mama love the cave more, yes?!" Shasha shouted in front of her brother's face.

　

　

"Not the cave that killed. But, someone else." Sven couldn't accept that his sister blamed him.

　

　

"Crazy psycho! Papa same mom hates the same lo, because of your own attitude! Why would you even destroy the future of the cave by killing the cave fiancee?!" Shasha shouted while beating Sven's chest.

　

　

The man held his sister's hands together, "The cave will clear, but not now. It's urgent again! The killer is in hiding!"

　

　

"Udah is clearly your killer! You killed Refandi! He never did anything wrong with you! You should kill the cave, if you hate the cave!" Jerky Shasha.

　

　

"Shaques! Caving the cave first!" Jerky Sven. Shasha was silent in between her sobs.

　

　

"The cave didn't kill Refandi. No matter how bad the cave is, there is no way the cave can be its own cave until the whole thing. The promise cave, the cave will drag the killer in front of you" Sven said.

　

　

Shasha crying. Sven rubbed his sister's hair then gave a warm hug.

　

　

After a long time, Shasha could feel back her brother's warm embrace. Without them noticing, Givar stood at the door with an unreadable expression.

　

　

The man returns home, he walks past the big frame of his marriage to Shasha.

　

　

Did he hear the two men talk?

　

　

Ja.

　

　

Then how does he feel?I don't know, Givar must be disappointed, because Shasha is still thinking about her fiance, even though that man is no longer in this world.

　

　

Givar was jealous.

　

　

Why did Shasha fall so hard on that man? What makes that man so valuable to Shasha?

　

　

Isn't Givar more valuable? He was Shasha's best friend since childhood. Shasha knew Givarel before him than Refandi.

　

　

The expression of Shasha and Givarel's love this morning is meaningless, if Shasha's heart is still for Refandi.

　

　

Givar slammed the door. The man threw his body onto the bed.

　

　

"I shouldn't have chosen you, if you didn't choose me. I'm here for you... Just for you.."

　

　

~.2~

　

　

_Are you going to decide to give up? It would be a pity if it were._

　

　

~.2~

　

　

12.20: 25 October 2019

Ucu Irna Marhamah's