Obsession Love's

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Callista nodded slowly. His hands rubbed his eyes that were still tight. The bed beside him. Blank. Callista didn't see any sign Erland was there. There is only a sprai that is slightly exposed tangled.

The girl got up from her sleep. With full consciousness. His feet came down the bed limp. Go to the bathroom in her room.

After a while. Callista is back. His body is still wrapped in the pajamas he used last night. Then leave the room. His intention was just to take a drink in the kitchen. The dry feeling of the throat is still felt until this morning.

Callista. His body suddenly froze again. In front of him looks Erland and El who are cooking something with a smile that they both have. Why the end of this Callista felt something strange always spread in his heart. Surrounding his heart space with a burning fire every time he saw Erland. Though Callista always tried to accept Erland's love with sincerity. But every time he saw the man, Callista seemed to burn with the flames of romance. I always wanted to get that guy's hair. Because of foreign feelings? Or because Callista doesn't like it when Erland is with another woman.

Callista continued his move back. The appearance of jutek and ketus showed it to the two people who were laughing ria. Callista took the glass. Take water and drink it. But his gaze looked to the side where there was Erland and El. El is cooking with her. And Erland, standing with her hands folded in front of her chest, looked at El, who was busy turning her back to pick up food to cook. Callista's presence did not even make the two men aware or just look at him.

Callista's upset. His heart continued to grumble with a rude swearing. Quickly the girl returned to keep her original glass. Callista will pass from there------

Pyars. The glass Callista kept broke. To not keep it in the right place. Until now the glass is scattered on the floor. Callista was surprised. Just now he was about to pick up the rest of the broken glass. El came to Callista's aid.

"Let me. Your hand could get hurt." El said. Callista stared lazily.

Does he just want a compliment? If true, I'd curse that man if I flattered this woman.

Erland drew closer to Callista and El. El who focus on cleaning broken glass. And the silent Callista looked at El.

"You're sloppy. Why would you drop a glass like this? Good thing El wants to help you clean the glass shards. Or else your hand will be scratched." said Erland. Callista is getting hot. Erland was really flattering El and as if blaming Callista.

"Listen, I broke the glass by accident. And I didn't ask him to help me pick up the broken glass. So leave! I don't need your help." said Callista. His outstretched hands took back one after another shards of glass. His movements became very fast. Until the smallest shard of glass scratches his index finger inside. Callista screeched loudly. Directly holding his hand firmly. Fresh blood has been shedding quickly. The girl sobbed looking at her blood-letting index finger. Moreover, the two people in front of him were silent.

"Let me help. I'll---" said El cut off.

"no need. It's all because of you, too. If you weren't a hero who helped me, none of this would have happened." Callista said as El's hand touched her index finger.

"I broke the glass. Why did you bother to clean it?!" callista. Then rise from his squat. After standing up, he looked at Erland first intently. Her tears have touched her smooth cheeks. It had even passed his lips until it had dripped down his chin.

"You've been speaking impolitely. Let's just say sorry. El just helped you, and you're being rude. Hurry up and apologize." Erland said. Callista stared at me. His heart felt as if it was sliced to hear Erland say that. What the man said was as if a defense for El and dropped Callista. The girl felt that something had rained down on the recesses of her heart. Why the lightning fast Erland treated Callista like he had no more feelings. Being treated coldly by someone is painful. And maybe this is what Erland felt first. Callista never spoke to her with his heart.

Callista swallowed his stifled salivary. Removing his lightning tears. Now even Erland has helped El to get back on his feet.

"Why am I apologizing? I didn't feel wrong about her" Callista said. And then leave them.

Erland was about to shout calling Callista. But stuck with El's hand that touched his shoulder. The girl nodded towards Erland.

"You don't have to ask him to apologize to me."

"But he's been talking impolitely to you---"

"No problem. I-i understand. She just doesn't like to see her future husband with another woman." El smiled broadly. But Erland looked wrinkled.

"What do you mean?"

"He doesn't like it when you're close to me or another woman. Your love for you makes him a little possessive." explains El.

"You mean he loves me that way?"

"of course. You're her future husband. Of course she will love her future husband. And the problem is you're insensitive. Now you go after him. Treat wounds. I saw the wound very deeply. Maybe the broken glass was stuck pretty strong."

"You sure? I don't believe your words. What if she's really mad because you helped her?"

"Cannot be. I know how he expresses. He wasn't angry, just disappointed that you spoke as if defending me in front of him. So leave. Or his blood will be more and more out." Erland will be back to talk. Hearing all of El's words made his heart slightly smile. But I can't believe Callista feels the same way about her. Erland waited long enough for Callista to turn to her. And if it was true now that the girl turned to him, Erland felt like heaven had been close to him. Growing expectantly.

Erland stood for a moment behind Callista's closed door. His heart asked again about the truth. But in a split second, Erland threw away his thoughts. No matter what El says, it is true or not. Callista likes it or not, will Erland be ruled out first. Most importantly now he's treating Callista's wounds.

Erland slowly entered Callista's room. The movement opened the door with a gentle motion without a sound.

Erland looked at Callista who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror. The girl looked blankly at herself in the mirror. Erland walked over. Standing next to Callista, she stared at Callista's face in the mirror. Switch to Callista's hand where there is still blood flowing. Erland spontaneously grabbed Callista's hand quickly. Seeing him panic in disbelief.

"I'll treat it." said Erland pulling Callista's hand. But the girl held her hand.

"No need."

"You're gonna let your blood run out like that?!" angry Erland. Callista couldn't care less about him. Without hearing Callista's words again, Erland forced the girl's hand to follow him sitting on the bed.

Erland took the quick medicine box. Take a wet tissue and clean Callista's wound. No more blood left there. Erland then attached the hansaplas to Callista's index finger. The glass fragments that stuck there have succeeded Erland out. Even after that Callista continued to grimace feeling his index finger that felt sore terribly.

Erland had already saved the medicine box back to its original place. And turned to look at the face of Callista who continued to grimace. His heart felt pity to see the girl continue to moan in pain.

"You want the pain gone?" ask Erland. Callista silently did not answer. Just looking at his face.

Erland grabbed Callista's chin plan. Look carefully at that beautiful carving. His head was moved right and left to see the face of Callista who really looked like a Greek goddess.

Erland turned to hold Callista's lips slowly. Wipe it with gentle movements. A warm smile looked at Callista's face who was also staring at her.

"Say one thing. What made you angry? You're on pms?" raise his eyebrows high.

"You won't understand even if I explain." Callista said. He looked back at his face covered with hansaplas.

"Of course I'll understand. Whatever you say I'll understand." cried Erland again. Callista made her look at him.

"Yes! I'm on pms. That's why I want to get angry! Are you satisfied?!" callista is lying. Erland was silent for a moment hearing the girl's statement. It felt like what Callista said made Erland distrustful.

"You're lying. Speak honestly."

"You go. Your goal of treating my wounds is done." drive out Callista. Erland remained silent in his position. Waiting for the real answer from the girl.

"I won't leave if you haven't told me the truth." said Erland. Callista was upset.

"Whatever!" ketus Callista was about to stand up leaving Erland. But with the movement as fast as lightning, Erland managed to pull Callista's hand to make the girl now fell down. Lying on the bed with a little bouncing. Quickly Erland locked his body in a way to crush him. Just give me a little room to breathe.

Callista's breath rhymed very quickly. Erland could feel the roar of the girl's breath burning the marathon. Sweeping all over Erland's face. The man then flashed a kiss in the lips of Callista.*********** gently and rhythmically slow. Then his hand explored Callista's body. Absent every curve of the girl's body. Until it stopped flattened Callista. Erland presses erotic belly Callista. Turning his hand on Callista's udel with a movement of passion arouses Callista's deep buried desire.

Callista. His body wriggled sideways avoiding the actions of Erland in his stomach. Then in the next second, Erland released his pagutan from Callista's lips. Baralih looked at Callista's face. The movement that played Callista's stomach was stopped.

"I would do the same if you didn't tell me the truth" Erland said.

"What am I supposed to say? There is no truth whatsoever." replied Callista. The answer is still the same as before. Without any change.

"You sure?"

"sure."

"Will not tell me the truth? You don't want to tell me why you're angry?" Callista nodded. Then Erland got up from Callista's body quickly. The man breezed away by slamming the room door hard. Leaving a face that looks crumpled. His spirit seemed to have vanished.

Callista stared at the door of her room which was slammed hard. His position is still lying. Suddenly his tears flowed back. It's hard to tell Erland all the truth. But it also hurts when unable to be honest with his feelings.