The Love of Kalila

The Love of Kalila
Treaty



Satisfied to play with Lila, Marcel first clean up. After that he approached Lila who was still lying on the bed wrapped in a gray blanket that Marcel always used. Then Marcel kissed the top of Lila's head which shocked the woman.


"It still hurts?" ask her in a soft tone while sitting next to the mattress next to Lila who has risen and sits on the head of the mattress.


"No."


Marcel smiled with satisfaction. "The first one did hurt, but after that it stayed good."


"Cumbrous!" lila's eyes seemed to say that to Marcel.


"I'm also sorry I did it so harshly before and it made you suffer. I didn't know you were a virgin then."


Lila did not respond to the apology. But he could feel that sorry was sincerely said Marcel. I don't know why Lila couldn't accuse Marcel of being a jerk when he saw his eyes. And if Lila didn't see wrong, when they had a conversation just now, Marcel seemed to shed tears of sadness. But not so clear. Because Marcel led Lila's body to turn her back.


"Before I wanted to be honest with you, maybe everyone who already knew I would have told you too. I reiterate that I am married. And I love my wife. So, our relationship is just a debt agreement, do not ever consider more than that. I also care for all the women I approach. But since my promise is to only use you one, then you need to know that."


Marcel was too firm and outspoken about the status of his relationship with Lila to avoid misunderstandings in the future and Lila did not demand anything. Lila was not surprised. But isn't that too cruel. 'Use only?' Lila was really amazed at the figure of Marcel who only considers himself as a tool of appetite.


"But you don't have to worry, everything you need, I can prepare. Except marriage."


Want to cry no? It's been tainted, whose men don't want to be held responsible anymore.


"As I said, you also don't have to worry about you near me. If in public, we assume we do not know each other. Not to raise suspicion from people. And that situation is safe for you too."


"Can I ask you something?" ask Lila slowly.


"Hm?"


"Why are you like this to all women? Your wife doesn't know? Don't you love him?" asked Lila innocently who still could not understand this situation.


Again Marcel's smile was lost when he mentioned the word wife. "There's something you shouldn't be fighting about. And I'm not like this to all women. Only women I choose with consideration can accompany my sleep."


Marcel quibbled when Lila asked about his wife. Now the smile of the man was completely gone. Feeling offended maybe. And he's getting away from Lila and the bed. Approaching the window and enjoying the view of the city and the expanse of the ocean that enveloped.


"Go home, and rest. Your family must be worried if you go home long. You don't have to come here often. Enough came when I called. And this credit card, take it to meet your needs. I'm not the kind of person who would take back what I've given."


Marcel's stiff tone made Lila aware that she had to leave the room quickly. Re-wearing his clothes and tidying up his luggage. Don't forget to save Marcel's card back to his wallet.


"Leave your number. Write on the paper on the table," Marcel ordered and pointed to a small tool that had several pages of stick notes and pens. Then Lila can leave safely. Quite safe, even with no sayings and introductory words. Where did the gentle man who had stroked and treated himself feel as the most charming woman on earth? Lila was upset from passing through the door of Marcel's room to the parking lot.


At night when Lila had just washed her face and was getting ready for bed, her phone rang. There was no name on the screen when Lila looked at the screen. There are only a few lines of foreign numbers.


"Hello, who is this?" greet and ask Lila after she presses the green button.


"You forgot my voice? Though our relationship has been more than just knowing," welcome the voice of a stranger man. Plus the way it's tempting, it's definitely Marcel.


"Hm.." said Lila just like that.


Marcel hung up his phone and a few seconds of video calls were ready to slide on the phone screen. Heart-heavy but must, Lila accepts the call.


"Well," Lila was amazed when she saw Marcel's handsome face at night.


"What is wah? Fascinated you?" accuse Marcel.


"No," Lila replied quickly.


"Would you like to sleep?"


"Yes, just want to sleep, there is still something disturbing," said Lila felt annoyed.


Marcel was not offended, he laughed out loud and gave a big smile to Lila. "So I'm a nuisance? Or is there someone else next to you who is bothering you?"


"Nobody's here, look!" Lila moved her phone screen in various directions and corners of her room room.


"Eh, it's on the deck of the closet like there's a person," Marcel chirped starting to scare Lila.


"Nothing," Lila replied beginning to panic.


"Seriously, that's it, '" she pointed it out through the phone screen. "Gross black. Look out, he's squirming you!"


"So, nothing. Ish," cried Lila almost crying. "At the moment I'm afraid it's just you."


Marcel was stunned for a moment. "Me?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"I'm sorry if I scared you. I'm actually a little scared of you, too" Marcel added in a soft voice.


"Huh?" shouted the shocked Lila.


"Udah ah, tired of seeing your face."


"Yes, matiin!"


"Where's good night?"


"Good night, good night, bad dreams!" Lila hung up the phone without further conversation.


While Marcel who was somewhere else, let out a long sigh as the video call had just ended. He who was sitting relaxed on the sofa slammed his body on the back of the sofa and looked at the roof of his house.


"May have a nightmare? I don't even know what a good dream is, Lil."