Oh My Love's

Rejecting Tristan

With as much effort and effort as possible, I finally managed to prevent Tristan from driving me home. Before that, I also camouflaged behind Hana when I came home from school so as not to meet Kaivan's sister to try to offer her home together as before.

"We're going straight to my house, Lia! Come on, come on." Tristan whined like a baby while tugging at the end of my uniform.

"Can't, Tantan. I have to go home first."

Permission to Sasha, I must give priority to not cause any more trouble. If he doesn't give me permission, I don't care. Most importantly, I've given info on my activities without him.

Tristan's face became pouted and I couldn't bear to pinch her cheeks before going to the stop to go home.

"Well, I'll just wait in front of your apartment for the next hour" Tristan said resignedly.

In short, I arrived at the apartment and cleaned myself up first. Then, I did a little cleaning and tidied up some furniture. At the same time, there was a ringing of hinges that indicated a door was opening. When I tried to turn to the origin of the voice, my mouth screamed in surprise.

"What's wrong?" sasha panicked, who was where the door opener was.

"Hey, get your clothes on before you go outside!"

I closed my eyes with one hand because my next hand was holding a bell. He didn't know that I could go crazy when I saw the beautiful body of a man I had seen at a glance. No wonder he is so good at sports. Moreover, the GYM activities always do every week.

"Excessive," she sneered which made me grit my teeth.

"Excessively said? Just imagine if our position is reversed," I replied as I turned and continued to clean the dust on the table near the television.

For a moment, he was silent. Then it says, "No problem."

No problem he said? Cih, his brain is so smart when in school in education. However, at a time like this, his brain suddenly became blank.

"Sasha," called me and got a small response. "I want to visit my friend's house."

The sound of the dispenser and the water flowing. Then, the twang of the spoon stirred in the glass and produced the aroma of chamomile tea.

"Kaivan's house? Or that crazy blonde?"

"Hey, it's good to say my little friend with such a nickname!" my sergeant and spontaneously flipped until he saw Sasha leaning her hips on the dining table while sipping tea. I hurriedly turned my face and continued, "Whatever you say. I'm going to go now."

Without waiting for Sasha's reply, I went straight to the room keeping a view of her body. Then pick up a cute little sling bag, and pick up a cell phone to call Tristan. God, I forgot to ask for her number! I don't think I should call him, because he said he'd be waiting for me in front of the apartment. I stepped out of the room, and then I left the apartment.

"Be careful on the road."

Just about to hold the main doorknob, I stared after hearing Sasha's words. For the first time the mouth spoke for me. At a time like this, I took the opportunity to approach her and extend my bare hands.

He was silent a sign of confusion, and I said, "Greetings of peace. So then, let's be friends."

Again his mouth was silenced by covered in a cup of tea that I guessed had run out from earlier. Does he not realize that his behavior in stalling time is very annoying? I'm so hard to keep up the rigour when dealing with him like this.

"Silly."

So bad, he sneered at me! Immediately I retracted the hand of this plea for peace and became waist-rigged.

"Aren't you alone if we feel foreign even under one roof?" I asked with ketus.

"What do I care?"

"If you look around, you care enough about me," I replied which made him frown. "I thought your attitude was real human. Apparently, only the prestige wall covered your true nature."

"And I know that your impromptu good nature is based on mere return," replied Sasha as she placed her cup on the table. "And I don't need that."

"That's it."

My feet immediately stepped away from her and exited the apartment unit with a slight annoyance. It's free, I feel like I'm talking to a wall. In fact, my intentions are quite good in the future.

After taking the elevator and passing through the main lobby, I was immediately greeted with a white jazz car where there was a driver standing on one side.

"With Miss Lia?" ask the middle-aged man wearing the driver's uniform. My head nodded and he opened the door to the passenger seat. "Young Mr. Tristan ordered me to pick you up. Please come in, Miss."

Without further ado, I entered the car and headed towards Tristan's house. The distance traveled quite far, until finally there was a large and magnificent house. My lips smiled faintly because it was no wonder that Tristan was a child born in a wealthy family.

The car was parked in the garage, and the driver drove me into the house through the front door that the waiters had warmly welcomed.

"Lia!" call Tristan who is running towards me, then give a welcome with a tight hug.

His shoulders were so wide, that it felt like he was drowning in his body that was actually embracing me thoroughly. Perhaps, the size of Tristan's bolster is no different from my body.

"Let's follow me. Something is waiting for you!" Tristan grabbed my hand to drive the road in the house.

Silver and gold shades. Flickering and refreshing eyes looking. Pendant lights that have accessories such as crystal. Gold painted wall carvings, some wall hangings such as paintings and small sculptural sculptures that certainly have a high price.

"Actually, I live in an apartment. Just like you, Lia," Tristan said as he led me up the stairs. "It seems, unethical to also take the girl to a private apartment. I'll ambush you and not let you out."

"And that's one of the reasons I won't let you into my apartment" I replied after a chuckle.

Tristan looked at me with confusion. "Oh, apparently you're afraid that I'll be absorbed by you, Lia? It's okay, I'm sincere whatever you do to me."

Tristan hugged me again like a bolster.

Finally, we arrived at a room with two servants pecking at the bed. Furthermore, an additional room containing a lot of branded items such as clothes, shoes and jewelry.

"Take what you want. It will be prepared by my servant" said Tristan, spread out his hands.

He treated me so wonderfully, but isn't this an exaggeration? I feel bad to see all this. In fact, Tristan's reaction in seeing my expression may have been conscious of my heart's content.

"Maybe pick the goods could be later. How about we watch together?" tristan asked who made me nod. "Well, let's go to the movie studio!"

It wasn't the first time to watch a movie at Tristan's house when we were ten. I still remember how a private theater room to watch movies that have not been shown on television. Now, the theater room becomes more magnificent and amazes me.

Starting from the fight for the film, Tristan thrust the horror genre on the projector holder in this room. Meanwhile, I balked because the nuances of the room here were so supportive of fear. Therefore, I recommend the comedy genre. After a long discussion, Tristan finally won and I became disappointed.

Popcorn was available between us and the movie began.

So many cliche scenes, but it managed to make me close my eyes. There is no sprinkling of supporting audience enjoyment like comedy or romance. I'm sure the director of this movie must be a psychopath who likes to torture people with fear. In fact, in the middle there was a jump scare that made me surprised and managed to scream.

With full initiative, Tristan moved the popcorn between us to be right next to him. Then, the handle of the chair as a barrier between pentonons is also released so easily. At the same time, again there is a shocking scene in which the ghost appears on the entire screen. Tristan grabbed me and held me slowly into his arms, then patted my shoulder as a means of tranquility. Good thing, like this is much better and easier when the frightening aura will reappear.

"Where or whenever, I will always protect you, Lia," he whispered, which made me fail to focus on watching. "It's okay, be afraid. That way, you must feel you need a protector ... like me."

My head immediately looked up and looked at Tristan. "What do you mean?"

"Want me to explain something?"

My eyes were round to mark his words.

"When I was separated from you for three years, I felt like I was really crazy. It's frustrating to be away from you. Strange ...," said Tristan while staring at the film that did not make his eyes blink. "My atmosphere is out of control. In the end, I always hurt people around me in various ways. At that very moment, my parents took the initiative to get me into MMA martial arts training and successfully entered the national championship with only a brain that is haunted by your shadow."

There is no cheerful, funny or adorable atmosphere from Tristan. Like a cold man like always, which keeps me glued to silence.

"So, my wish is only one. To be with you, to maintain my sanity" he continued after looking back at my face with a sweet smile. "You want to be with me always? Whatever it is. Happiness, protection, need, everything I give."

Slowly, I sat up straight as usual by breaking away from her arms. Staring at Tristan's face, who was putting on a deathly face with a smile.

"Hey, I'm your best friend. Until any time, I will also always accompany you, Tantan." A little finger I pointed at him and continued, "This is my promise."

Tristan closed my pinky by holding this hand and placing it on my thigh. His face was approaching towards me, and his eyes were closed. I quickly turned my face away knowing the goal was to kiss me. At the same time, Tristan knew of my rejection and his head was placed on my shoulder.

"Not as a friend, Lia. Not as a friend" he muttered and I immediately turned to look at him. "But ... as your lover."

My heart is like being knocked for a moment, until the rhythm of my heartbeat soars rapidly. This face was warming up and the awkward air slowly silenced my mouth for a moment. Those words made it hard for me to believe that Tristan really liked me. It's impossible for me to have a love affair with someone I consider a close friend. Being a lover will end in breakup and hostility. I was sure of that, and did not want to lose the figure of a friend by my side. On the other hand, my status is still that of Sasha's wife, even though I don't want to admit it. However, I still have to keep my pride in the eyes of Sasha and her family.

"My love for you .. is not just love between friends. No, Lia." His head lifted and we stared at each other patiently. "Therefore, be my lover."

"Unfortunately, I can't, Tantan," I replied as I stroked her cheek. "I don't want to have a love affair."

Tristan chuckled in a smile towards me. "I don't think I need to ask you why. It's not because of me or yourself."

In this face-to-face position, he put his forehead back on my shoulder. "It must be because of time, separation and pain that you fear to expect" he continued.

Although it wasn't, but it was also a small reason that supported me to reject Tristan's request.

"Then ..." Tristan was silent for a moment. "I know for sure if in the future, you will think more maturely choose correctly for a lifetime partner. Then because of that, I'll wait."

I know, it means a marriage where the hope is to be my husband. However, no word of agreement echoed in my heart. My affection is only as a friend to Tristan, neither more nor less. In terms of perfection, of course it will be spun by Tristan. Whether it is in terms of good looks, care, wealth, and all the criteria that meet the dreams of women in this world. However, not knowing if later after graduating from High School or rather divorced from Sasha, I would accept Tristan's love or refuse.

The feeling of the heart no one knows and certainly can be reversed at any time.

"Lia, you've been quiet since I said that, huh?" asked Tristan who made my daydream instantly solved. Both hands held my cheeks and said, "Don't make me a burden on your mind. Take it easy, until anytime, I wait for an answer in accepting this love of mine!"

The corner of my lips became raised and began to release Tristan's hand from my cheek.

"Thank you for your sincerity, Tantan," I said cheerfully. "So, let's continue watching the movie. Come on, give me that corn pop."

His head shook slowly while fulfilling my request. After staring back at the big screen, the phrase "the end" made the sound of laughter slip from our mouths. Too long busy with our chat, so do not realize that this horror film has ended.

"Oh yeah. I have a gift for you. It's not a gift, and you have to appreciate it" Tristan said, pulling my hand out of the theater.

His attitude became back in time, as if nothing had happened to us before. I guess, we'll be awkward after talking about the topic earlier. Thank God, I'm happy when it's like this.

We both stopped in front of a fairly large fridge and had a glass door, to the point that the contents inside could be seen. Two waiters brought paper bags to Tristan and so many chocolate bars were picked up by him from the fridge.

"I know if you like chocolate. Therefore, I try to choose the best chocolate from various countries that I visit," said Tristan eagerly, then thrust two large paper bags at me. "Here, don't forget to spend it! Don't throw it away or give it to someone else either."

I laughed and accepted the gift. "I must appreciate your gift, Tantan."

"Except my gift of love," he replied with a ignorant face. "Make sure all this chocolate enters your stomach."

Despite using a joking tone, I still felt uncomfortable.

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