Oh My Love's

After the GYM

After trying a lot of tools that are quite torturing my body due to not being used to the sport, I decided to take a break for a few times. I saw Sasha doing a sit-up and it felt like I wanted to pull her leg home.

"Excuse me ...." A woman with round hair was coming at Sasha like a little embarrassed. "Can you please?"

Seeing him, my mood became a little bad.

"What's wrong?" Sasha sat down and looked at the woman wearing shorts with the sports bra.

"Please reduce the load on that smith machine over there." His finger pointed towards the weight lifting device used standing. "It seems .. the trainers are busy. So, can you help me?"

Sucks. His style of speech uses a 'me-you' that sounds pretty familiar. Wait, why am I upset?

Sasha pointed at the fathers who were drinking mineral water and finished a bottle in a mouthful. "The father is empty. Ask her for help."

Unintentionally, I smiled obliquely and started lifting one barble.

"I'm a little scared of the old man, how's dong?" ask the woman with a face of compassion.

I can suppose that his age was obviously twenty years and above, but his attitude was forced to be cute and unsuitable. Since when do I start a julid like this?

"Yes, it just so happens that I am also afraid of women older than me," Sasha replied with a short shoulder brow.

The woman chuckled and gently hit Sasha's arm. "It's funny, you. What age is it? Must be in college, right?"

My hands became quick in playing this barble. Obviously Sasha showed her disinterest, but the woman was gas-stamped in flirting. Is he always like this every day at the GYM without me?

"SMA." Sasha replied as she stood up and walked towards me.

"Good then. Still this age is active sports." The woman is getting radiant. "What if I buy you at the nearest cafe?"

I immediately stood up after Sasha was near me.

All of a sudden, a little grabbed me and said, "Sorry, but I have an appointment to buy this girl to the nearest cafe."

It just so happened that there was a large mirror near us and my face was clearly flushed. However, I should have been angry for being used as a barrier tool for that woman. But, it somehow felt relieved as he nodded and smiled disappointedly.

"All right, I'll go first" said the woman before leaving us.

My mouth started to hold back the laughter and lowered its head to hide this reaction.

"Let's go home" Sasha asked as she held my hand.

I think I'm gonna take a night shower. I shouldn't have taken a shower if I knew I was going to exercise and sweat like this.

I still couldn't bear to remember the disappointed reaction of the woman earlier. He should have thought that a handsome man like Sasha would have no lover. My hand patted Sasha on the back and chuckled.

"The woman's reaction was quite funny" I said and began to take her hands off Sasha, then pat her gently on the back.

"Stop, Lia." Sasha seemed uncomfortable with my attitude. "If I hadn't rejected that guy, maybe your punch would have been harder until I vomited blood."

His jokes are crisp enough for a typical human like him.

"Excessive," I scorned and patted her shoulder again. "So ... You should practice me to the cafe as you said ..."

My words were cut off from listening to the world scream and of course it came from me. One of my legs stumbled with the next leg as it descended on a small staircase leading out of the GYM building. As a result, I almost fell perfectly if Sasha did not become a barrier wall. But still my leg is sprained!

This is the effect of laughing at someone too much.

In the end, Sasha helped me walk up to the taxi, then drive home. Unfortunately, when we arrived at the apartment, the elevator was in a temporary repair period. At the end, we had to climb the emergency stairs. Thankfully, our unit is on the second floor.

At the apartment, I immediately threw myself on the sofa and buried my face with my hands in shame. Surely people around the GYM had seen me after laughing, then struck by karma.

Sasha raised both my legs until I whimpered. Then, he took my foot and looked at me with concern.

"Let me massage" he said in staring focused at my feet.

"No need, Sasha ..." Again my words were cut off by a loud scream, but it was because he was massaging my ankles like he was electrocuting with a high voltage.

Being treated like this is even more excruciating than falling on the stairs earlier!

"Sick, Sasha!" I groaned and glared at him.

In a few seconds, he stopped. However, suddenly back massaging me until it feels like being hit with sadism. I screamed and reflexes rose until our faces almost clashed. We looked at each other with a bit of surprise.

In a quiet situation like this, for some reason it felt like there was an atmosphere of support from behind us to push ourselves. However, Sasha turned her head back and slowly put down my feet. He got up in a hurry, as if he had misbehaved and felt awkward.

"I'll take a shower, wait."

"Why is that ...?" My question was not finished yet, but he first darted into his private room.

Did he refuse himself in the situation? To be honest, I'm a little disappointed.

Slowly, I got up and went to pick up the P3K box in the drawer under the television. I took the traditional oil, then sat back down before sweeping the massage oil to my feet.

Wearing also my fate today and a lesson if laughing at someone who was hit by bad luck is a bad thing.

As a result of boredom, I took a cell phone from the room and played it on the sofa while living the television so that the atmosphere was a little not quiet. Social media that lately contains beuty vlogger makes me interested. Especially the fairly hits today with the account name @Verny_Norcate has thousands of followers, until following the photoshot in Japan.

"Lia." Sasha's face suddenly appeared on the back of my phone and looks like it's over the shower with slightly wet hair.

"Don't show up like that, dong!" I said a little surprised.

"I've had a shower" she continued, which confused me. Why would he tell a little thing like that?

My eyebrows suddenly rose after sitting from a slanted sleep. "OK, then?"

"And .. I've brushed my teeth." Sasha, who had been squatting next to me, now slowly got up and approached me.

As a result of a bit of shock or panic, I became lying down again until we faced each other. It seemed so relaxing, and I was astonished.

"Well, if you brush your teeth, what do you want to do?" ask me by pointing the phone in front of the face.

"What else?"

My heart was pounding as Sasha put away my phone with one finger, then pulled her face at me. Silence in surprise as she kissed me gently not once, but many times as if she was stroking my lips by her lips in the fragrance of the menthol.

"Sasha," I muttered as I held her cheeks after releasing her kiss to breathe for a moment.

I finally understood why he said that he had brushed his teeth. He refused to kiss me because he realized that his mouth was still contaminated with bitter hopsje and I had warned him not to touch my lips if he had consumed the bitter candy.

I started to tense up as Sasha's hand held onto my waist. This thin t-shirt, the tip began to be slightly lifted by that hand.

TING! 

The doorbell of the apartment had rung, but it did not bother Sasha in the slightest. His face came back to me and my index finger immediately restrained his lips.

"Open the door first, Sasha," I said with a mischievous smile.

Without further ado, he got up and went straight to the door. I reflexively breathed a sigh of relief when I felt choked when Sasha held onto my waist. By bending my legs up, I buried my face in the folds of both hands and felt hot because of that.

I tried to look at the door Sasha opened. A lobby staffer was talking to him, then handed him something. After that, he came back to me and saw a parcel.

"What's that?" I got up and took the parcel out of his hand.

"Come, just try to open it" Sasha replied as she helped me open the round parcel. Then, look at a lot of small brown with white and black in various shapes. "The snack."

"Brown!" I took one triangular shape and ate it in one go. It feels like a fruit that is so juicy and combined with white chocolate is quite suitable. "Given from whom?"

Sasha devoured one chocolate bar and it seems she was less fond of it. "Said the staff earlier, from the apartment downstairs. He's distributing this to all the rooms."

"It seems like there is a show of gratitude to share this possibly expensive food," I said by taking one chocolate and chewing it with a strange taste until frowning. "It seems ... This brown stuffing is papaya."

"Not good?"

I'm shaking. "The combination is not suitable and it looks like the one used is a young papaya."

I picked up all the chocolate and entered the refrigerator. Reminds me of the amount of chocolate Tristan's chocolate bars are still piling up in the freezer. My head became remembered by her pseudo-face in looking at me last time. I exhaled heavily from my mouth and closed the refrigerator tightly.

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