SOLEDADS

Fear 2

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A gust of sea breeze struck the face propped up in the window, his brown eyeballs staring straight ahead. Beautiful, one word to describe the panorama of the sea that extends as far as the eye can see.

The blue color bounces, blinding the eyes with the sunlight that is crawling up to the top of the head. The gentle gust wiped away her tears that suddenly pierced.

Sara was surprised, wiping the clear details with her index finger. "What the fuck? Crying, huh?" he muttered while chuckling.

Laughing at her sudden folly shedding tears, Sara pulled the curtain and closed her head.

"It's true that I cry over people who have nothing to do with my life and death. Peter, he's the right one" he said, recalling someone with a mocking laugh engraved on his lips.

Sara thought back to the man who had always been rude to her. The news of the man was not heard any more, and Sarah was a little homesick.

The fast circular burly hand on her waist made Sara jump in shock. Without turning his head, he knew who the owner of that sturdy, thin-haired arm was.

"missed her?" max asked right in Sara's ear.

"No," she's Sara. She held onto her ears that were suddenly itchy due to the stools and also Max's sideburns on her thin skin.

"Tell me the truth, Sara."

The woman looked up with a faint smile. "You want the truth?"

"of courses. Tell me," Max's ink. He sucked his face in the neck of his wife. "Make me your complaining friend when you need to, next to God you should also tell me about your problems. That's why I'm by your side, Sara."

Sara chuckles. "When have you been so good at words?" sara mocked.

"It's a little strange that I say I miss that guy, but it's the same as lying to myself if I say I don't miss."

Sara begins to reflect on all the stories with her father who turns out not to be her real father. Scolded, yelled at and hit, Sara experienced all of that. It would sound strange if a child was never scolded by a parent.

"He was angry, but I refused to see the radiance of affection from his eyes. The ban sounded harsh and full of scuffles, but there was a sense of security contained within it. It's weird that I don't miss him, right? He'd kill me if I came back, especially if he knew I shot Adrian with my hand. Peter's very wary of me committing a crime, Max."

Sara felt the embrace on her waist grow tighter.

"I refused to see the affection because I felt my mother died because of her actions. And also I'm stubborn to understand how she feels."

"Will you tell Peter that later? I think he'll smile happily and of course I really don't expect him to hug you like this" Max said in a jealous tone.

Sara shakes. "No, he's the one who exalts his ego. Peter wouldn't be touched by a poetic sentence like this."

"Why do you believe that so much?"

"The meek will not be swayed by a sweet sentence, for a sentence spoken in a harsh tone will sound beautiful to their ears."

Max chuckles. He turned Sara's body to face her. "Then what are you gonna do?"

"A little secret" said the woman smiling and hugging her husband.

The curtains sway as Max kisses his wife's lips gently, and the breeze sends their feelings into the chest.

The warm embrace was witnessed by a suitcase that was already standing there, waiting for the right time to be taken away. Fly back to the city of origin.

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The sun had crept down, and the couple sat quietly on the beloved iron bird of the Spanish owner, the Blue Wolves.

Every now and then Sara's eyes looked in amazement at the outside scenery, very beautiful to see from above. The padded seat on Max's private jet was very comfortable, making Sara occasionally feel lucky to be married to the rich man.

Sara hears Max and Alex talk that the blocking of Max's identity in Naples has been removed until the man made blue can bring a private jet into it.

Sometimes Sara watches a game of chess between Max and Alex that feels boring.

"When are we there?" Sara asked for the umpteenth time. Silence answered him.

With no answer, Sara went from there, to a room with black and gray. Maybe Max's private room, that's Sara's thought.

He threw himself in there, feeling the softness of the colored mattress in line with the contents of the room.

"Basic sucks. Did he forget he had a wife?" grab Sara while hitting the empty bed. He was prodding on the edge of the bed, letting his feet touch the brick red marble. Clean and hygienic.

Since there were no friends to chat with, he opened the app on his phone. And accidentally found something that was enough to make his lips curl upwards.

"Maybe that little diploma could work," he murmured.

A hefty job opening adds insight into tourism. And of course make Sara's heart pound.

"The tour guide is quite thrilling heart," he said happily. "It's so much fun and it can make new friends."

"What new friends?"

Max's voice faded his smile, fading away along with the desire to join the tourism industry.

"Just talk."

"really? I heard you say something about travel" Max said with thinning lips.

Sara's chest is pounding, she's afraid Max isn't giving her permission to do that. Moreover, the possessive nature of Max which is consequently very dangerous.

Between honesty and lying, choices are hard to make. Sara's lips clenched but for a moment she smiled.

"I'm just smart. If we had gone on a trip with Alex and Claire, I mean, a double date, would you have thought about it? There'll definitely be new friends."

His heart pumps very quickly many times. In his heart he curses his original mouth, and prays that Max does not understand its meaning.

"Double dating?"

"Hm."

The grin on Max's lips made Sara's hair stand on end. 'What is it planning?'

And Max's laughter surprised him. "That's good for Alex and the girl's relationship. I'm afraid she'll be single for life, of course that's what we have to do when we get there, honey."

Thank goodness she was not suspicious.

Max pulls Sara into the middle of the bed and lets Sara cushion her arms. "Why don't you accompany me to play there?"

Sara grunts dislikes. And turned his face away as Max carried him in a crib.

"I don't understand that."

"Just accompany, dear."

"No, you're serious about your toys, Max."

"I'm strategizing against my father-in-law. He already knew that he was framed by me to get you, and is now furious. Tell me what I have to do to stop Peter's emotions, honey. The red eyeballs are so scary when it's angry."

Max sounded a little hesitant, either because of the news Peter was angry or something else. Sara is not good at predicting.

"Why are you frustrated?"

"I'm afraid he's taking you back."

Lightning answers without thinking, of course from the heart. Sara felt Max's heart beating.

"You're not leaving me, are you? I'm afraid, I'm afraid you're gone and not coming back."

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