The Two 2 Side

Who Are You#2 She's Salsa in My Dream?

The night has been making out with the moon so beautiful, the breeze of the beach dancing on the waves. Simon could only ponder, watching what he saw. He chose to stay, stay at his resort.

Right now he is in the rooftop, the most comfortable and beautiful place. Where he can see every wave that runs around, while the flickering plankton is in the game.

Sometimes he downed his coffee cappuccino, which was already in front of him, sighing long he softly sang along with the chants of the song he heard.

Simon chose to calm himself down, with neither Sandra nor the Emperor accompanying him. She was struggling with all the chaotic thoughts that were going through her, she thought this way would be much better. However, in fact, it even more frustrating.

Unable to resist what he felt with the night wind, he went away. However, before his intention materialized he saw a woman who was ready to approach him. Not clearly visible from a distance, while now in front of Simon sat sweetly.

Still with the same silence, as if Simon didn't care. Because the turmoil he felt was greater than having to be attracted to the woman in front of him.

A cold, thin smile made Simon more sultry with the woman's behavior, he finally decided to leave him, so unconcerned with the feelings of others.

"Is this your nature, in welcoming me, Simon?" Shrink the woman with a special emphasis.

"..."

"How's it going with your lady there, does she care about her fretful lover tonight?" Again he spoke, trying to open Simon's voice.

"Stop, get out of front of me immediately" said Simon, who had stood up from the woman.

"Or you'll call a bodyguard, isn't it your childish nature that's making yourself fucked up, Simon." Increasingly, the woman belittles Simon.

"I don't want to talk about anyone here, while I can still handle you, then leave quickly" said Simon, tidying up his tuxedo, which turned his back on the woman.

"Now, you don't have a tattoo after being with your adored woman apparently."

"Whatever, it's none of your business."

"Okay, please leave this time. But before that, let me hug you just this once."

"Don't expect that to happen, I won't let that happen."

"It's comfortable, hugging you from behind. I miss you so much, Simon."

The woman had hugged Simon nimbly, now that she had clenched Simon's back tightly. Simon just didn't speak anymore.

"Simon, have you ever missed me. Or are you still thinking about me, or are you still expecting me, tell me which one?" Knit the woman on Simon.

"Uhuk ... uhuk .. quickly let go of me, I can't breathe."

"What you said Simon, I hugged you not strangled you."

"Quick release, it's getting tighter." While releasing the woman's hand, Simon panicked.

"Darling, why don't you take me back to being your lover."

"My word uhuk .. uhuk .. ce. .. quickly release a. .. I, Sal .. sa."

"Alright, listen carefully. Once again you ignore me you're gonna die."

On the other hand, Simon's face was so full of sweat and so panicked.

"Simon, Simon, wake up."

"Aarrrgghhh .. hah, hosh .. hosh ... ."

"Simon, are you having nightmares again?"

"I'm where? I ... Where am I?"

"Simon, drink. Calm yourself."

"Sandra, Sandra. Please don't leave me." Hugging Sandra.

"Simon, are you dreaming about that woman again?" the Emperor said to Simon.

"I want Sandra, don't go." While drinking water.

"Simon, calm yourself. I'm not leaving or leaving you" said Sandra as she calmed the panicked Simon.

It was all just an illusion, one that had already been created by someone else. Simon was often trapped in it, without him noticing.

"Simon, stop this. Realize, what is going on. We're all so worried about you, your workroom doors are locked. As far as I know, your room you never lock during business hours. I've called you and even banged on the door, so even the locksmith I've called. However, it still can't be opened, I just called Sandra. Finally he opens your door" explained the Emperor to Simon and Sandra.

"I don't know, what I still remember is that I was in the rooftop enjoying the night and my cup of coffee cappuccinoku" replied Simon who already looked good.

"Honey, from now on you just convulsions and coughing. Me and the Emperor were so panicked, you had been so 15 minutes" said Sandra who was so panicked and worried.

"Indeed, what happened to me. Why it's all just a dream, but it's so real" Simon asked.

"I don't know, but I think it has something to do with women."

"Women? What do you mean, brother?"

"Yes, I remember. He hugged me, but it suffocated me. He looks like Salsa, or he's got Salsa."

"The salsa? Your ex-lover?"

"No, he's not Salsa. I think someone else is after your safety, Simon."

"Yes, he's my ex-boyfriend. But it's so similar, she said she missed me."

"Obviously, this is not Salsa. She got married 3 years ago, it's Simon."

"True, he's married. And I think it makes sense."

"Then who? That woman."

"I don't know yet, honey. But soon I'll find the culprit."

"Give it all to me, Simon. Now, go home and rest. Let Sandra deliver you."

"Thank you, Emperor. But I chose to stay in my room, let Sandra come home with you, I'll be fine."

The Emperor and Sandra looked at each other, listening to Simon's unusual remarks. This further made the Emperor and Sandra suspicious, as it felt odd and different. As he left the two of them, Simon closed the door of his study.

"Sandra, have you ever told Simon about us?"

"I think Brother told me that."

"No, this is impossible. Let's just go home, let Simon get some rest."

The Emperor and Sandra went home together, because they were cousins, so they lived together under one roof.

Simon did not know about living with him. However, tonight Simon spoke as if he had known it all.

"Finally we've reached home too, brother."

"Yes, Sandra. Now just take a break, don't think of any strange things about Simon. Let Brother tomorrow talk to him about us."

"Alright, get some rest, too, brother. I know you're tired too, good night Brother."

"Night too, Sandra."

Is it really Simon who speaks, or is he being influenced by his own hallucinations. This would not have been possible if Salsa had taken Simon back from Sandra. I need to be able to do something and protect Simon, and Sandra is the next prey for Salsa.

Why is he present at a time like this, I will not spare Salsa.

"Sugeng dalu, Mas Emperor. Pripun pawartose?" The aroma of incense and the voice of the Javanese woman suddenly sounded so close.

"Sugeng dalu, go. I know who you are, if you don't leave right now then ... ."

" rrkkkhhh ... Sister ... ."

Not yet able to continue her conversation, Sandra cried out hysterically, making the Emperor rush to Sandra's room.

Info Novel*

Sugeng dalu: Good night.

Mas: The name of the older brother.

Pripun pawartose: How is it going.

Hello Readers how are you?

I'm sorry I waited a long time, because it's still being revised.

Thank you for stopping by, remember don't forget the trail.

Greetings Author,

@beeh_nda