
On travel...
I wear a black tengtop wrapped in a white shirt, while he wears a gray T-shirt wrapped in his black jacket. We are like real lovers.
My master also wears his white hat with an expensive bracelet and watch on hand. We were both wearing black levis and white sneakers. It seems that no one would have thought if our relationship was just a pretense.
In the car my master played the song I was singing for him. And he tried to sing it for me. I see him very happy today. I was also constantly smiling to accompany her happiness.
"Darling, your heat has gone down." I held her neck, attention.
"It has. Maybe because I'm happy, Ara." He smiled at me.
For a moment I was silent because he still called me by name. In my heart I wish she would call me the same name. But it seems, no.
"If you want something, just say it." He looked towards me.
"He-it." I also nodded.
I enjoyed this trip with him by occasionally looking down the road. As much as I can not show how I really feel. I'm acting, so let her know my acting side.
"We're here soon."
No need to wait long, we finally arrived at the mobile store yesterday. And without further ado, my master immediately paid for the latest mobile phone using his debit card. We then headed to the real ngedate.
An hour later...
At exactly nine in the morning, we arrived somewhere I had never been. A beautiful place filled with colorful flowers. My master unreservedly held my hand as he got down from the car until he entered this paradise garden area.
He seems romantic.
After paying the ticket, we immediately entered the flower garden courtyard. Along the way join hands like a real lover. Until we arrived at a long chair, we sat side by side.
"Your phone will be connected to my phone. So where I am, you can figure it out" he said, then started removing my phone seal.
I was stunned for a moment by his words. I don't know what he means, it seems like he wants to tie himself up with me. Or the opposite? I don't know, I'll just follow what he wants.
I saw him so good at fiddling with my phone. And without having to wait for long, finally our phones are connected.
"Don't fuck around, yeah. I don't want you to be with anyone else" he said, making my heart full.
Mr. .. Why are you like this?
I could do nothing in front of him but obey all his words. But, as a woman, you will certainly get treatment and words like this. And suddenly something stuck came to my mind.
Doesn't she have another woman out there? Or is it just me? But could it be that it happened to people like him? He is rich and powerful. There is nothing that he cannot buy. Then what made her ask me to pretend to be her lover? Is he hiding something?
Sometimes I don't think about this story. I admit that I really like him and I can say that I love him now. But is there no other woman close to him besides me? It feels impossible.
"Darling, can I ask you something?" I asked while laying his head on his shoulder, trying to indulge.
"Ask me. But first we tried this phone camera." He started turning on the camera and .. photographing our togetherness.
"Ih! Why didn't you tell me first, anyway?!"
I hit her arm slowly because I didn't say I wanted to take a picture with me. I had no preparation at all. My innocent face was finally snapped by a cell phone camera.
"sickness, know. Slowly hit him a little." He rubbed his arm.
"Yes, yeah. Excuse me. Here I treat the pain."
I kissed his arm that I hit, and I saw that he fell silent while looking at me. Maybe he was surprised by my attitude like a real lover. And I shamelessly took over the phone and took pictures of our togetherness. Some poses also color my phone.
"I've saved my number on your phone. Send all the photos, yes, "the question to me.
"Yes, Onion."
Immediately I sent the photos of our togetherness to his number. A few seconds later the photos were taken. And I just realized if it turns out my master is always carrying two phones everywhere. One regular mini-sized phone and one smart phone like me.
It may be intentional to separate office and family numbers.
Today we spent some time together at the flower garden in Dubai. Hands around the park like a real lover. She also seemed to have no objections to my spoiled attitude. Sometimes I lay my head on his arm. He immediately embraced my body. At that time also smelled the intoxicating fragrance of her perfume. It turns out I really love him.
Lunch hour...
"We're going back to the apartment, Ara. My body started to feel bad" he said, taking me home after a meal.
"Yes, sir" I replied with a smile.
"Sir, why again?" He was kind of upset to hear it.
"Pardon me, sir. Uh! Sorry, honey, I forgot." I forgot to call it baby.
"Well, we're going home now, okay?"
"He-it." I nodded and accompanied him to pay for a meal to the cashier.
We finally headed to the flower garden. I saw his face was a little pale and his body when I held the heat back. Maybe he really needs a break. Yes already. We went back to the apartment so he could get some rest.
Arriving at the apartment...
"Huh, we're finally here."
My master quickly closed the door and laid down on the sofa I used to sleep on. I sat down near him immediately. And somehow he moved to the couch I sat on and laid his head on my lap.
"My head is a little dizzy, can you massage me?" the question is starting to get spoiled.
"Basic!" I am amused myself by his attitude now.
I rubbed his head and then I massaged slowly. He seems to be tired of the activity this week. The air conditioner that is always alive makes him start to sleepy.
"You're not going to continue your studies, Ara?" he asked while closing his eyes.
"I don't have any tuition fees" I replied as was.
"Hey, you don't have to think about that" he said.
"You mean?"
"Come to campus. Later I will ask Jack to take care of his administration" he said.
"Really?!" I just can't believe it.
"He-em. Just tell me what you want, as much as possible I'll fulfill it." He smiled at me.
I was silent for a moment.
It's good to be a rich man's lover, huh? Uh! No-no, not the rich. Rich if stingy is also free. Maybe it's better to be the lover of a generous person. Anything obeyed.
"How, will you?" ask again.
"But don't I have to take care of this apartment?" I'm chit-talking.
"Lecture me, it's okay. You can share your time later, as long as the main task is not neglected." He's waking up.
"Duty of cleaning the apartment?" my question, make sure.
He shook his head. "Not that. It doesn't matter."
"Then?"
"Your duty is to me. That's it," he said again.
Mr ...
My heart was touched to hear his words. I want to hug her now. No need for him to remind me, I will gladly carry out my duty to him.
"Fine."
"Yes?"
He kissed my hand. "Understand me, yes. Don't hurt if I'm angry." He seems to be honest with himself.
"He-it." I nodded as well, smiling.
He started to draw his face closer to me, like he wanted to grab something. I could feel the warmth coming from him. Right now I hardly care if I pretend. I just obeyed the heart that asked to close my eyes as her face drew closer. I could also feel his hands holding my face. It looks like today that kiss will happen to us.