Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Bad Morning's

Reza was busy with her work all day. He only took the time to contact me via video call a few times, and sent me a rice box for lunch and dinner, even though I didn't eat dinner because I lost my taste. The rest, he focused on his work and went home late at night.

I know when he comes home. When he came into the room, I pretended to be asleep. I didn't mean to lie to her. I just don't want him to see me in a bad mood and make him think of me, but he himself must have been tired of working all day. I don't want to burden him and want him to quickly rest.

Reza had changed clothes when she came into my room. She had already taken a shower and had already combed her still wet and unraveled hair. I felt it when he kissed me. And then he tidied up my blanket. After that he went out, slept in another room. That means he didn't sleep next to me last night.

The next morning, he was up and sitting on a chair on the front porch. He sipped his coffee in silence, and it was like he was thinking of something serious. He was not even aware of my existence that had stood for quite a long time in front of the door.

"Mass?"

"Emm?" He looked in shock at me.

"What are you thinking? Is there a problem?"

A strange expression suddenly hung on his face as I approached. His face looked completely cold, his eyes were different, not as warm as usual. He who usually kisses me on the cheek with a happy morning, this morning is inversely proportional than usual. He didn't even answer my question.

Wh why? He was impressed to silence me. "If you have a problem, you can tell me. Hm? Or am I wrong, huh?"

"You smoking?" he asked suddenly, without reason, without wind, without rain, let alone a storm.

The question surprised me. What does it mean to suddenly ask like that?

"I didn't know you smoked" he said.

Huh huh? Whatisthis? "Be a while, Mas. Are you asking me like that? I never smoked."

He looked at me as if he didn't believe me. His eyes seemed to skin my heart.

"Oh my God, no. I never smoked. You don't trust me? Huh yeah?"

He shook his head and threw a glance in the other direction.

"Mas, you've kissed me several times. Is there a cigarette smell in my breath? Or do you want to prove it yourself? Here. Kiss me if you don't believe."

Nah!

He took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket. Both of those things were on the table. "Lantas, who's this? I found this on the table."

Oh, dearGod. It belongs to Aris. I was so careless that I didn't realize it. "Maybe it belongs to someone left behind" I said. I didn't lie with my answer.

"That means someone came here yesterday?"

Geez. The look in your eyes makes me cringe. Do I have to answer yes? I don't want to lie. I can't possibly say no.

"Nara?" After all these days, only this time he called me by my real name, not calling me my darling as usual.

I looked at him with fear. "Emm?"

"Yesterday morning I was sitting here. These two things don't exist yet. That means, there was someone who came here while I was away. Right?"

I'm nodding.

"Who?"

"Arise. But he's just sitting here."

"Oath, Mother. I won't let him in."

"Aris who is it? Why didn't you tell me?"

Oh my....

"Aris is. she's my friend."

"You're making a deal to meet him here?"

"Buck...."

"Is that why you asked us to stay here last night?"

I'm shaking. "It's not so!"

"Is that why you didn't want to come with me to the restaurant yesterday?"

Plaque!

Ouwww. barbarku kumat nature. My hand reflexively slapped him because he was poking me with unreasonable questions.

I take a deep breath. "You're outrageous! You can accuse me of being that low. You introgasikan me like I'm a wife who was caught cheating. You're evil!"

I left him there. I ran into the room with tears in my eyes. Whatisthis? A story that at first was this bitter. What if I continue? No. gabe. I don't want a love like this. I don't want a guy like this, who doesn't even give me time to talk.

"Shoppers! All motherfuckers!" I even hated myself for being stuck in a love that wasn't even as deep as I thought. I hate it, I shouldn't be this cute. Fuck all my promises. I wanna go. I took Reza's necklace off my neck. I threw that thing on the bed. I came here with nothing, I won't bring anything. I took my bag and my cell phone. I ran out of the room.

Oh, shite! Reza locked the front door. He must have kept all the keys so I couldn't leave.

Huh huh? He could relax back there playing guitar. Fucking fuck!

"Where's the key?" I asked, still with tears that did not want to stop flowing. Why are my tears not controlled?

His forehead shriveled. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya. "You haven't had a bath yet."

"Fuck up! It's none of your business!" my snapping. "Here, give me the key! I'm gonna go. I don't want to linger with a jerk like you" I said rudely and in a high tone.

He just smiled. He still plays the guitar in his hand.

Why anyway? Is he crazy? I don't understand what that means? "Please, give me the key" I asked in a weakened voice. Maybe I shouldn't insist, I thought. I'm afraid that guy's a psychopath. Could be dead silly me in here. "Please, let me go. Don't play me."

Forced, I pleaded with a clear expression. Hope Reza will pity me and set me free. I was impressed like a prisoner who could at any time die silly in his hands. Strange thoughts filled the space in my brain.

Lord, if my life cannot be extended, please always take care of Mother and Ihsan.

I sat limply-cuddled up by bending both knees to the floor. A sense of tightness spread, controlling my chest cavity. My view's waving. And...

Darkened.

I fainted.