Love Ends Death

(9) A Taste

A beautiful morning was welcomed. Vie immediately opened his eyes and found a man lying on his chest.

"Well, my chest feels claustrophobic." Vie thought.

Slowly, Vie patted Fiqer's cheek which was now feeling disturbed.

"Hey kebo, wake up!" exclaim Vie.

His fingers that patted Fiqer's cheeks were immediately in hand. Vie was determined to find Fiqer's hand grasping it.

"Let me sleep, Vie" he said in a hoarse voice.

Vie furrowed his brows, he smelled something strange. "You drink, Fiqer?" ask Vie.

The man lying on his chest nodded. Then, he changed his reclining position by approaching the niche of Vie's neck. His pointed nose touched the skin of Vie's neck, until it felt exhaled and pull it which made Vie amused.

"Stop that! Answer my question, did you drink Fiqer?"

Fiqer cleared his throat while inhaling the scent of Vie's body that made him opiate. He directed his hand to touch the chewy twin objects on Vie's chest.

"Hm, last night I had a drink. Accompanying the women who will become future wives." said Fiqer.

Vie immediately brushed off the hand to get away from him. "Oh, then," Vie distanced Fiqer. But unfortunately, Fiqer hugged Vie until there was no gap to escape from it.

"Then, what?" ask Fiqer. His head was lifted away from Vie's neck. He chipped his chin between Vie's chests.

Seeing that, red bursts appeared on Vie's face. He quickly raised his hand to hit this man. But, what he did would not work as Fiqer quickly held back his hand.

"You should have done this with another woman. Oh, don't tell me you're taking this approach with the other women? How to lie on the chest of women?" ask Vie.

The look on Fiqer's face became flat. He buried his head until he pressed down on Vie's chest. The pain arises because of the suppression that occurs.

"Shtt, Fiqer's Pain. Stay away! You want to kill me?"

Fiqer raised his head while waking up by waking Vie up to sit on his thigh.

This time, Vie's position was on Fiqer's lap. While Fiqer sat firmly by holding it.

"I have no intention of doing that to any other woman. Didn't I ever tell you that I'd be in trouble if I was away from you" Fiqer said.

Vie furrowed his brows. He rubbed Fiqer's head in his chest. "You're harming me. Hugging me, touching my chest and daring to kiss me. I was harmed by you," Vie said as he looked at her with a calm face.

Fiqer nodded, he raised his head to look at Vie. "Then you can kiss me, hug me, do what you want."

Vie could only sigh. He immediately let go of Fiqer's embrace and chose to get up.

"Go to your room, I have to go back to sleep" he said.

Tidak ada balasan oleh Fiqer, Vie segera menatap pria itu yang tiba-tiba ada di depannya.

A kiss landed, Vie felt a small suction that then escaped from him.

"You, you're still drunk? Damnit damnit! Don't tell me you've touched me?" Vie stared at his body which was still wearing a nightgown.

However, he was surprised to see a bruised part of his right arm. "Th-this?"

"That's c*p*ng!" sahut Fiqer's.

Vie stared intently at the man who casually replied . He immediately floated his hand until it landed smoothly on Fiqer's cheek.

"You b*jing**,bej*t, mes*m!, shameless man. How can you do this while I'm sleeping?"

Vie immediately wakes up and pulls Fiqer down from his bed.

"Wait a minute, I didn't do anything to you." Fiqer defend himself.

Vie can't accept any of this. He had already let his chest in touch even become the game of the man in front of him. However, Vie could not accept if his other body was stained.

In Vie's dictionary, she would keep her girlhood to the man she was about to marry. Even her ex-boyfriend never got Vie.

While this first successor, managed to snatch the first kiss and his chest. Of course Vie does not want to let go of something like this.

"Get out of my room!" vie said, then slammed the door. He locked the door of his room tightly with a feeling of anger in his heart.

"Man bej*t! He played as he pleased. Cih, you stupid man!" squealing Vie.

After thirty minutes of calming down. Vie chooses to play the phone before taking a shower.

The mobile data is lit up quickly until whatsapp notifications are heard in the ear. Vie immediately activates silent mode so that all notification sounds are not heard.

The smartphone looked calm with all the messages neatly arranged. Vie finally opened all those messages.

[+xxxx]

Vie, this is Fifi Yenlow's number(emot smile)

[+xxxx]

Vie, this is Arabi Beyla (emot chees)

"Eh, I just remembered that last night the group was going to be created. Huh, it's all because of Fiqer."

Vie's eyes glanced at his right arm, there was an ***** that was so obvious. "Why didn't I feel her behavior that night. He's, the braver." muttered Vie.

His phone immediately shone brightly until Vie's consciousness returned. He quickly picked up the call.

"Hallo?"

"Vie, it's Fifi Yenlow. Apparently, you forgot our plans last night. Never mind, the group has been created. You just need to read our schedule today."

"Schedule?"

"Yes, what schedule will we do to approach with Young Master Resga."

Vie glanced towards the room door. Hearing the Young Master's words, Vie instantly recalled Fiqer.

"Hallo, Vie?"

"Huh-yes?"

"Prepare, we'll make breakfast done by Arabi. You and I will help in the kitchen."

"All right, I'll be there."

Vie turned off the call. He instantly recalled that he had once argued with a man named Resga.

"Huh, I don't want to do something like this in the morning. Never mind, do it quickly and then come back with money." murmured Vie.

...●●●...

In the kitchen, Vie sees Fifi and Arabi busy talking. "It turns out, in the kitchen all the group is busy huh." Vie thought.

"Vie?"

Vie's gaze was immediately sidetracked, he looked at Otavi who was carrying a plate with fried noodles as his dish.

"This?" Vie swallowed his saliva looking at the food. These fried noodles are her favorite food.

"Here, eat .. I make it for you." Otavi said.

Vie smiled and immediately greeted the plate. However, a man held his hand.

"Today, your group will approach me. What your groupmate is serving, that's what you should eat. Vie, do you know what the word APPRECIATES means?"

"It hurts!" groaned Vie who tried to release Resga's grip.

Fortunately, Resga quickly let go of his hand. Vie immediately gently rubbed the gripped wrist.

"Is the dish ready?" ask Resga.

Vie sees Fifi and Arabi smiling. "Sit down, we've served you breakfast this morning" said Fifi.

"Oh, great .. let's have breakfast."

Resga sitting at the dining table. Fortunately, this dining table is long until all get their share.

Vie wants to sit down for breakfast. However, the dishes in his chair were not there at all.

"Ah I'm sorry, Vie. I didn't know you were going to have breakfast. From morning we waited for you to make breakfast and you didn't come." said Arabi.

The dish was clearly visible in Vie's eyes. He knew he was being played.

"Because you're not helping, I can't make you breakfast. I'm sorry," he added.

"I'm sorry, too, I should have come to see you so we could make breakfast together" Fifi said.

Vie wanted to talk but the man they were targeting preceded him.

"Let him reap what he makes. If you want to be Michael's son-in-law, you have to be disciplined in time. Do not assume that all your work is only in the bed. Think carefully, don't be a jal*ng." he sneered.

Vie pulled the small edge of her lips. "Right, what Mr. Resga said. But I won't do discipline just for you. After all, Fifi called me fifteen minutes ago, it should have been immature."

"Cooking in 15-minute brackets is indeed so good. But there is no way that raw steak will be served? I'm sure this cooking started before calling me. More precisely, an hour before the news came." said Vie.

His eyes saw the unsettled look of Fifi and Arabi. Vie just grunted looking at it.

"Continue, I don't taste for breakfast together." continued Vie. He immediately stepped up to leave this dining room.

"Wait for Vie, I'll make you noodles!" yell Otavi.

Vie stopped stepping, he turned around and found Otavi already in front of him.

The sound of a fork hitting the table rang out in the ear. All attention was on him.

"Nobody can feed him today!" resga said while pointing at Vie.

Looking at her appointed self, Vie immediately smiled. He wanted to keep this away from the family. It was enough that he received all the strange treatment in this Villa.

"Eh! Why can't he get food. Vie, aaa!"

Vie sees Fiqer directing the chicken meat at him. All eyes that watched it immediately turned their backs.

"Sister! Shouldn't we judge them. If you always defend this woman, it is the same as if you choose her. If that's the case, take her in front of Dad!" said Resga.

Fiqer smiled and placed his chicken inside the dish. "But it's not polite your attitude is like that. You seem to be saying that Vie shouldn't be here. Watch your behavior and words."

Resga immediately shut up. He sat back with a face so unhappy.

"Here, eat Vie" said Fiqer, giving him breakfast. Vie smiled and pushed back the plate.

"No need, I don't need anyone's attention. Oh yes, Young Master Kelvi!" exclaim Vie.

The bespectacled man immediately stood up from his seat. "Yes?"

"I want to ask, will you deduct points if anyone makes a mistake, even a small one?" ask Vie.

Kelvi immediately nodded, "yes, there will be a reduction in points for every mistake."

"Well, how many points am I at the moment?" Vie asked again.

"Your coin is left 200." Kelvi replied by justifying his glasses.

"Okay, cut that point. I want to have breakfast with these Fried Noodles." said Vie who then stepped away from the dining room. He didn't want to be there after everything that happened.

Not shy, Vie just wants to distance himself from obscure people. Anyway, what's in it she's there.

Vie's footsteps stopped at a Gazebo. This time, the Gazebo was on a front porch of the Villa.

Vie looked at the labyrinth made specifically to decorate the front yard. "At least, being here is more fitting than being in there." murmured Vie.

The fried noodles were enjoyed comfortably by Vie. He noticed the beauty of the courtyard plus the cool air that blew his face.

"I didn't know you were so easily deceived."

Vie's lyrics looked at a man who came carrying a snack.

"Why Mr. Fiqer is here, you should be where you are" Vie said.

Fiqer nodded and immediately sat down beside Vie while leaning on his shoulder.

Seeing Fiqer's behavior like that, Vie immediately distanced this man's body from him. "You're going to make other people misunderstand." Vie immediately looked at Fiqer with a sharp look.

Fiqer grunting. "Well, I don't like your attitude like this. You seem to reject me indirectly."

Vie furrowed his brows. "meaning?"

"Your question that night, I'll answer it here." Fiqer brought Vie's face closer. Their eyes met each other with such a deep gaze.

"You asked me if I liked you. Answer YES! I like you." said Fiqer.

Vie's eyes immediately widened hearing Fiqer's words. Without feeling it he swallowed his saliva.

"But I have no intention of making you mine. Because, you don't want to be Mrs Michael Fiqer. Then, I won't make you mine but I admit that I love you."

Vie smiled with a sigh of relief that he did. "You're right, it seems I feel the same way. There is a feeling that comes with me every time I am with you. Maybe, you always hear it because you hold me,"

"Yeah, I love you too, Fiqer." said Vie with a reply to Fiqer's gaze. "But similarly, I don't want to have a relationship with you either. You, it looks terrible to have something. Like, you're not gonna share it with anyone."

"Don't I, what I have isn't supposed to touch anyone else. Like, you were with Resga. I don't want you to be around him for even a second." added Fiqer.

Vie was determined to hear what Fiqer had to say. "You! You are a terrible man. I get creepy hearing it." Vie immediately hugged his own body with an amused sneer.

"Haha, Vie .. You are indeed the person I love the most." Fiqer said as he kissed Vie on the cheek. He stepped away leaving Vie who was sculpting.

"He's crazy!" Vie touches the cheek that Fiqer kisses. He smiled unconsciously at what was happening.

...●●●...

"Faga, how's the progress there?"

"Master, the development is beyond Faga's expectations. These future wives are always developing until their closeness cannot be considered ordinary. One of them, Young Master Fiqer who is currently close to Miss Vie."

"Vie's? Vie Maherqi, the first successor who was a woman."

"True Sir."

"Fiqer and Vie yes, hm .. alright, let me know the other developments. I wonder how close they are."

"Faga understands!"

The call ends with Faga turning off his call. He immediately stared at the tablet screen in the hand that displayed one's points.

"Vie Maherqi, your points will never change. Because, you were the first woman to make Mr. Fiqer change." murmured Faga.