The Love of Kalila

Don't Like me 2

Marcel's words were still a puzzle that Lila could not solve. Thinking back, there was not a single mistake he made. Why Marcel was bored of him.

That morning Lila also visited the Marcel hotel on a motorcycle. Having just arrived at the lobby, the receptionist called her in a panic.

"Bak Lila, sorry, but Lila can't get into Mr. Marcel's room or room. That's his message." The receptionist explained timidly while looking down.

"But the Marcel sir is inside?"

"A... Ada, ma'am." Answer doubtful.

"okay." Then he went to the elevator and hit the 19th floor. Fortunately, he was free from the receptionist.

Until arriving on the 19th floor and caught Marcel who hurried out of his room. Marcel was also shocked when he found out Lila was in front of him when the receptionist had just contacted his office.

"If not evasive, what's his name?" chirp Lila's upset.

Marcel's footsteps were blocked. Even his mouth was choked to give a reasonable reason for the situation.

"Tell me you're not serious about your drunken talk!" force Lila who began to shed tears.

"Whatever you should know, even if you're drunk, I can always remember clearly all my words." Marcel replied.

"Sister.. What's my fault, actually?" lirih Lila, her teeth were grinding as her breath roared violently.

"You're not wrong. I'm just bored."

"Why?" lila's crying broke out.

Seeing that, Marcel's emotions eroded. He realized his heart was riled up, seeing tears coming out without hesitation from behind the beautiful eyes of Kalila. But he hurriedly brushed off the taste, all for the good of Kalila.

"Yes, if you get bored, how else explain to you!" Marcel took his eyes off Lila. "Go! We're done. With me will only add to the collection of jerks that are near you" he said without seeing how injured expression Lila was currently showing.

Lila closed both her mouth in disbelief. "Do you know my past?"

"Hm. So stop, Kalila!" marcel ordered in a soft voice crying out in tears.

Unaccepting with everything Marcel said, Lila lunged at his back and hugged the man from behind. Erat, as if not to release Marcel from the circle of his hand. Inevitably his tears kept shedding, wetting Marcel's peach shirt.

"I can't.. I like you feet." cried Lila.

"Don't.." said Marcel. "Never like me! Don't.."

The louder Lila's embrace. Then he turned Marcel's big body around. He saw Marcel's face that wasn't good either.

Lila stroked Marcel's cheek gently. Close his lips to the man's lips. It felt like it was his. Marcel accepted all of that.

But quickly he woke up. Pushed Lila's body back until the kiss was released. Saying, "I'm married, Kalila . From the beginning this relationship was nothing to me. You should understand that. And I, love my wife so much."

Marcel turned his back and walked quickly back to Lila who was sitting on the floor. His feet were weak from crying.

***

After that day, to Lila was nothing but emptiness. He used to go and see Marcel, now he just kept silent thinking about the man who had dumped him.

Heh. He kept breathing long. That once again confused everyone in the house.

Until finally, Jo realized something.

"Lila," call Jo when they're just the two in the living room.

"Yes, um?"

"Where was the holiday to Batam yesterday? Om hasn't had a lot of time because he just returned from office."

"Seru, um. Her family is also good all the same Lila." The answer is honest as it is while thinking about Marcel.

Om Jo stared in wonder. I was looking for honesty from behind Lila's expression. "Oh yeah? Thank goodness they're all good to you."

Lila smiled bitterly. His heart that was thinking about Marcel became sick again.

"Oh yeah, how have you been feeling lately? There's no thought for that demon boy, is there?" ask Jo, be careful.

"Udah no, om. I can move on and see for myself. I'm fine, right?" He answered enthusiastically showing off his rabbit-white teeth. "I promised myself, o'm. To love mom, dad, and family more than that guy."

Yes, as a man who was once left married and betrayed just before the wedding day, it should have been made Marcel nothing. Because people who have been hit by a storm, will not waver just because of drizzle. It just takes hard work. Work hard to get back to Marcel's side. Yep. Lila believed that.