Sincerity Love Vishnu

Chapter 109 Playing the Heart

Yashna played the keychain in the form of a starfish with a blank look towards the traffic on the highway that is below it. He is currently on the balcony of the top floor of Alan's office. There was an important meeting between Alan and his business partner, he did not understand and did not want to disturb the concentration of the man if he hurried to say goodbye. He still memorized how Alan was and that was what surprised him. How could he really be stuck again?

Doubtful he stared fixedly at the tiny item that was in his hand. A simple item, but enough to carry a deep sense. It was quite upsetting in Yashna, a part of her could not escape the man.

“How weak am I,” murmured with head down.

Alan is very young. Many things were true without him realizing that the brat was very honest in everything. There was nothing he could not understand about Alan. He knows her better than just knowing himself. That man never lied. Missing words that glide like an arrow that managed to stick in the recesses of his heart. He missed the young man too. I feel like cursing. Her dream of marrying an adult man of equal age was due to resentment at what she had been living with Alan all this time. Will his hopes be mere wishful thinking? Yashna exhaled.

“Sorry, yes. I must have made you saturated.”

Alan comes with two cups of coffee that Yashna knows that Alan must have just come out of the office to buy it. The coffee shop is across from his office.

Yashna turned her head, removing the keychain she was carrying until it fell to the floor as the arrival of the man shocked the woman from the daydream.

“Itu—” Alan was stunned staring at the small item with a flushed face.

“Oh, yes.” Yashna nervously picked up the item and put it back in her backpack.

“You still save it,” the man comments with a heart filled with uncertainty.

“Iya.”

Alan took a deep breath, exhaling slowly with a heartbeat that wanted to explode. He was confused, actually what happened so that it could turn into what it is now. His relationship with the woman who was always the foremost of whatever he did became deteriorating for some reason. The man placed the two cups of coffee on the table and sat in the chair opposite to Yashna without making a sound.

“I'll just go home, yeah. Your mood seems not good,” said Yashna felt the atmosphere began to heat up.

“Actually what makes you like this, Yash? What?” press the man with a desperate voice.

“You yourself, Alan.”

“Bullshit! You threw trouble at me when that wasn't the case!” the man snaps at her for being impatient.

Yashna smiled faintly. He was shocked when what Alan harbored could finally explode as well, but was happy because that was what he expected.

“I want to marry a man who is the same age as me, Alan. That's it.”

Alan was speechless, staring at Yashna carefully to make the woman had to repeatedly change her sitting position because she was nervous. Actually Yashna was quite worried that what she said did not look serious, but after seeing that Alan did not respond to her, it meant that the man understood.

“If your soul mate is me, how?”

Yashna who turned her gaze back towards the beautiful view of the building across there immediately turned to alan. His eyes were round in disbelief with the sentence that came out of the man's mouth.

“Jawab? If I turned out to be your soul mate, would you go against God?” The infuriating grin of the man managed to make Yashna resentful.

A small laughter as usual came out from the man's lips. Alan now felt above Yashna, knowing that the woman who had always been a beautiful song in his heart was unable to answer his question.

“We are not yet at that stage, bod*h!” sumpul Yashna felt defeated in this debate. He immediately lowered his head, watching his fingers which now received a glass of coffee that Alan had thrust on him.

“If we compete how?”

Yashna raised her face, not understanding what was inside the man's mind.

"meaning?"

“I'll try to forget you. Really, I'm lonely. Want to marry you, foster a small family, and have some children of course.” Alan smiled softly as he said the sentence, still staring fixedly at Yashna in the hope that the woman would listen to what she wanted to say.

“Over these two months there was one woman I met and she looked a lot like you. I guess if you no longer have love and hope our future is no longer in line, I plan to marry him.”

Yashna froze, half her heart collapsing instantly. His throat was stuck, he just wanted to die.

“Of course, I just love you. But, if what I feel continues to be only excruciating because you did not put my heart in your heart, why do I keep forcing. Please find a man who is the same age as you, because it is impossible for me to grant that wish. Only, if you change your mind, I am ready to be your home anytime,” said the man flatly.

Yashna swore inwardly, it felt so devastated when the man actually said what he had feared all along. While exhaling, he tried to regulate himself so as not to look unsteady. Yes, all this time he had imagined something like this to happen.

“You're going to play with his heart?!” sengak Yashna with reddened face.

“That's my business. After all, he was very interested in me, so I just sorted out my heart and it seemed like it was quite easy than spending time waiting for you who had no heart at all for me,” said Alan smiled faintly then sipped his drink still looking at Yashna's expression that he believed was shaken.

“Alright, hope you are happy with him. I'll say goodbye then.”

“Hm, thank you.”

Yashna moved out of place, nodded her head awkwardly and then stepped past Alan. Her feelings were extremely chaotic, and it was annoying to her. He felt very upset because he felt that incompatibility.

Alan snarled in his heart, his breathing stinged when he received a congratulation that he clearly did not expect. He got up from his place and immediately followed Yashna's steps, pulled her roughly, and placed the woman on the surface of the wall until they faced each other.

Yashna's eyeballs widened, she was very surprised by the man's actions towards her. He could not move from his place, Alan's tall body firmly squeezed him with a gaze full of anger. Alan's attitude was confusing.

“What's up?” ask Yashna nervously.

Alan did not answer. He tilted his head, closed his eyes, and began to sip the sweetness of the lips of the woman who always managed to make him lose in terms of feelings.

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'Only one thing I want to hear from your lips. Tell me you're jealous and don't want me to leave you.'

(Kalandra Tama)