The Hug His Darkness
The Part 57
“Compared to having a romance, why don't we just be friends?” Quirinus made an offer as her fingers rubbed the cheeks of the beautiful model of distinguished family descent.
Annora until made gawk at hearing the sentence. Though already thinking that Quirinus began to consider his feelings for her. It turns out it will only be a fantasy.
There was a wry smile on Annora's lips. Never mind, indeed Quirinus could not be expected anymore. He clapped the man's hand until he didn't touch him again.
“Where are men and women friends without involving feelings.” Annora looked up and left a cynical pull on her lips. “Imposible.”
“There, let's prove it. I can be your friend and help you when you're in trouble, hear you if you need a place to complain. And vice versa.” Quirinus still remained with his choice. It's hard to be in his position. On the one hand, she wants to stay close to Annora, but the other side always makes her aware that the world is different. He didn't want to exert a bad influence on Annora.
Annora to the head. Inexhaustible. “Maybe the standard of the woman you like is too high, and I in your eyes is still too much of a deficiency. So, come on, let me go home by myself.” He raised the hand of a sign that he had given up and did not want to be in contact with Quirinus anymore.
Slowly Annora moved back, away from the homeowner who was always difficult to guess the atmosphere and his heart because it was too flat in expression.
“Not you who lack much. But, I am quite self-aware that my life and yours are very different,” Quirinus said as Annora began to drift apart.
Annora sculpting. Ah shit! Just want to go home with a lot of obstacles. More precisely there continues to make him want to stop stepping. “You mean?”
Closing his eyes for a moment, Quirinus tried to consider whether it was necessary to tell Annora about her work? All this time he never wanted the woman to know because it could have been considered a disgusting profession. But, if not explained, befriending Annora was definitely rejected.
“Time-wasting waiting for you to explain,” Annora quipped.
“About my work.” With a firm heart, he finally ventured to uncover.
Annora raised her eyebrows. “Indeed what's wrong with a service provider?” And the look seemed confused.
“You don't know more specifically about my work.”
“Then, tell and show. Don't immediately conclude whether I can accept your profession or not,” challenge Annora.
There's a lip splash on Annora's nose. Communicating with cold people does require tremendous patience. “Show me!” firmly then.
“You sure?”
“Ya.”
“Sign in the car, and I'll show you.”
Annora is not a walk down slippery asphalt. He approached the four-wheeled vehicle in the garage, then got into the steering wheel. Trying not to pay attention to Quirinus, despite knowing that the man was looking at her.
“I just want to be friends with you. But, if after this you want to hate me, then that's your choice,” Quirinus said. Annora just stood still and stared out the window as the car drove slowly.
During the trip, Quirinus played the phone. He had to call a client last night. The man activates the loudspeaker so Annora can hear what she is talking about.
“Hugo .. did you change your mind?”
The voice of a spoiled-sounding woman made Annora's eyes round. Slow down to sharpen the ears.
“Yes, are you still at the hotel?” Quirinus spoke while glancing at the woman beside him. I want to see how Annora reacts.
“Ya.”
“Oke, I'm going there. Same room?”
“Hei .. but this time I don't want to just chat friends, yes. Last night you let me sleep alone.”
