Killing Me Softly's

59

"You sent this?" lyra asked as soon as she saw Moeis enter the room after returning home from work.

"No, what's written there?"

Lyra receives a fairly large bouquet of flowers and there is no name for her delivery. In a small card that is inserted there is only a love sign.

"Just.." replied Lyra hesitatingly.

Moeis approached and looked at him.

"Love? Not only do you want to get divorced quickly, but there is a replacement?" ask him relax.

"What?? You made up the story.just admit if you really sent this" said Lyra.

"That's not me." she answered honestly. Moeis also wondered who sent the flowers.

"If you don't admit I'm going to throw it away, is this a bribe??"

Moeis did not understand what Lyra was talking about. It was not really him who sent.

"Supon, that guy might call you later.."

Lyra shrugged both of her shoulders a sign of not knowing either. He just put it on the table.

...

This dinner looks awkward in the eyes of the waiters. They did not dare as usual.

"You haven't read the letter I gave you? At least consideration first" said Lyra on the sidelines of their dinner.

"Yet.. have you even made a calculation of property rights?? That far??"

"I have to make it right. It won't be too heavy for you"

"You don't have to worry about your shares. They will still be yours. But.. think, now we can still talk well in one house even rooms. How can the divorce continue?" moeis said with his baritone voice.

Lyra slightly turned her head towards the kitchen, why Moeis discussed it here. All the servants can hear him now.

"You know how else." answered him indifferently.

"It's crazy." murmured Moeis.

"Are my shares too big? You afraid of losing what?" ask Lyra to relax.

Moeis's face was already a little irritated.

"Suppression is nothing. But you, I need you more, Lyra. You don't understand yes, even though I've said it many times"

"You have a lot of servants, workers, secretaries, employees and business associates and family. How important am I in your eyes? And... if you want to sleep.. many women are willing to call you right?"

Lyra said it hesitantly. What if it provokes Moeis' anger. He's a little sorry.

"I need a woman who has an unexpected mood like you." replied Moeis.

"What?? That's right." lamented Lyra.

Suddenly Lyra put away her milk glass.

"Hhhhgg, didn't I say I didn't like this one... Bi~~"

Moeis stops Lyra from calling the waiter.

"What's wrong?" ask Moeis flat.

"I told you I want almond milk, but is this fishy?"

Hearing this, Moeis stood up to pick up Lyra's milk glass and took her to the clean kitchen.

"Why are you...."

"Just wait.."

From the dinner table, Lyra keeps a close eye on Moeis' movements, from picking up a new glass to picking up a box of almond milk in the refrigerator and pouring it over.

"This.drink.."

"What's wrong with you? Is this a bribe?"

Lyra continued to feel strange about Moeis' attitude. He even thought Moeis' attitude to bribe him to withdraw the divorce papers.

"You keep talking about bribes. Is this business?" ask her.

Lyra scoffed.

"You trying to be funny?"

"Isn't that funny?" ask Moeis.

Seeing Moeis' expression, it made Lyra slightly want to laugh.

"Not at all.."

....

....

At the small table there is alcohol and Moeis is now a merok*k.

Lyra approached slowly.

"Why are you opening this place now??"

"I just made a new key, it's gone a long time ago. I never take care of anything like this.."

"Inside it feels warm, but here it's cold and quiet. What's wrong with you?"

"you think? This house will be back to sleep if you leave. I will rarely go home again and the waiter works without direction.."

Lyra pulls the skirt*k Moeis and puts her in the ashtray.

"I don't know if my expectations are too high for you. But everyone expects you highly. You should just give it all to me." said Lyra softly.

"That's why.. You need to give me a chance and then I'll give it my all..."

Moeis clasped Lyra's cold hand.

"Ah, forget about it first." said Lyra averted her eyes.

"Come with me"

"Where to?"

Moeis pulls Lyra to sit on her lap. So that makes Lyra feel surprised and unprepared.

"It's going to be a lot of fun, get ready, baby" Moeis whispered right in her ear.

They get up and change their clothes. Not knowing what would happen, Lyra just obeyed Moeis' words.

Why also call it dear? Just make Lyra's heart rustle.

Because Moeis asked Lyra to wear warm clothes, Lyra also wore a fairly thick sweater. I don't know where to take it.

.....

.....

"So you're taking me to the horse farm again?" lyra asked as soon as she got out of the car.

It's really very cold. It is a nighttime atmosphere in the village with the sounds of small animals that do not know where it came from.

"Get on this horse.."

There are 2 horses prepared in front. They climbed each one.

With fear, Lyra rode after Moeis who was in front of her.

"You scared?" tanya Moeis broke the silence. The road they go through is of course common in the citizens.

"A little bit..."

30 Minutes later. They had arrived at a pretty decent building above. This place is at the foot of the mountain that faces directly towards the city without being covered by anything. Very plainly.

The city lights are on, yet they look so far away and beautiful.

"What is Moeis???" ask Lyra next to a house.

"False. You happy to see it??"

Let's just say Lyra is drawing her current mood.

"But whose house is this? Why are we here?"

"Come in. This is a villa that has not been built long ago. At first I planned to come with me every week. At least if you have decided to divorce. We can come here just once..."

This villa is not so big but warm and cozy. Before her Moeis had already asked someone to clean and prepare a drink as well for breakfast tomorrow morning. Yeah, they'll stay the night.

Lyra stood in front of the window looking at the night view. And Moeis hugged him from behind.

"Moeis, what are you doing"

"Return your heart back to how it was. Can it happen again??"

This atmosphere is so awkward. There are only two of them in a place like this.

"How are you gonna do it?" ask Lyra doubtfully.

"Like this..." . Moeis slowly turned Lyra's body to face her.

The kiss was not just on the lips, but wherever Moeis wanted it to be. He thought and kept thinking why Lyra never refused if she wanted a divorce. Like being in an apartment.

Unknowingly, they were on the sofa. Like a passion that will be overflowing, the movement is getting aggressive. Without anyone trying to wake up.

Moeis traces the beautiful body of Lyra now in her hands. As the hope is great again, Moeis can already feel that there is still a possibility that Lyra will cancel the divorce.

It's not just Moeis playing. This time Lyra is like a fear of losing to take over the passion. Satisfying Moeis tonight.

Seriate...