The Two 2 Side

Who Are You #6 Return of Salsa

"Don't joke with me about the heart, if you still keep it in your recess." Sandra.

I woke up from my long sleep, I woke up. Gathering the lives that once roamed around, I observed my surroundings. I was already in my room, wasn't I with Simon in the television room.

I looked for my phone, saw it was 18:15 wib. It turned out that I slept for a long time, but who moved me in the room.

My breath was a little heavy, when I opened the blanket. It turned out that Simon's hand was piercing my stomach, he was sleeping on my bed. Sleeping with me in my house, this is so absurd.

I tried to calm myself down, that everything was not like my mischievous mind. I knew Simon wouldn't do anything about it even in my house, I tried to take his hand off my stomach. However, his embrace grew tighter and reluctant to turn away.

I let out a deep and long breath, once again I turned his hand slowly. It finally worked, and now I'm sitting next to him. Leaning my body on the back of my bed, I went to fetch some water at my dresser.

Sitting in front of a mirror while observing my question mark-ridden face, and I hate my mischievous thoughts.

Once I was satisfied, I grabbed the phone beside me. Looking at the incoming messages, and I found a message from the Emperor. He said he didn't come home, had a show with his friends. I'll just give it up, and I will.

Because at home there's Simon, so I think it's gonna be okay.

Now it's Simon's cell phone that's shaking incessantly, I think it's just an alarm. It turns out when I saw it, it was a woman again. Yes, he is her ex-boyfriend. I just smiled cynically, I slightly cleaned my face and I lifted the video call from him.

I'm looking for a place a little away from Simon, so it doesn't look suspicious.

"Hello .. hello .. , Simon. How come there's no face?" sapa Laras and whining asked how it works.

"Yes, what's wrong?" I answered while opening the camera that I accidentally closed, because I wanted to see his face.

"Oh, hi. Tumben, Simon is the same as you?" Sapa at once asked.

"Yes, why?"

"Simon is sleeping with you, it turns out that her nature never changes. Still love to fuck a lot of women."

"You mean?"

"Just ask her, I don't want to talk to you much."

"Why do you like contacting Simon so much, you still like him?"

"Mahaha ... . It would be wrong if I asked him. After all, I'm just sort of with him."

"Keep, if you know how he's doing. What do you want?"

"Why? You jealous?"

"I? not at all."

"Yes, the important thing is that Simon hasn't changed." At once the video call from him was also switched off.

Shortly after the video call died, he sent a short message. Getting Simon to pick me up in a normal place, this raises a big question mark for me. And then he called with his regular phone number, and I picked him up again.

"Hello, don't forget. Later pick me up at the usual place," he said while dodging.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Me, Laras."

"That's it, what do you want?"

"I just want to know about Simon, and Simon still calls me secretly."

"Is that proof?"

"Ask him, I'll guess I'm lying."

"You called and now you're asked to ask Simon."

"Yes, that's it." Again, the phone died instantly.

I could only feel trembling and tightness, whether I was wrong to know everything. Or I'm wrong to pick up the phone from her, but why should she.

He again he again, constantly harassing me and Simon. When all was well, Simon acted. Or he's stringing it all together, that he's hurt.

At that time also Saimon mobile phone I gave all his messages, last phone with anyone, even blocked contacts.

The result is nil, there is only a new message from his ex, whose number alone is not saved. Simon, what are you hiding from me. Is this sick that I love you, don't you remember the first time you asked me to.

Should I repeat the feeling that has been intertwined, the wound is not closed perfectly, while you still like to play with me. The time we've been through is not a moment, should I return to mengikhlaskan you as already.

"Darling, Sandra, "call Simon to me.

"Yes," I answered briefly as I approached her.

"What time is it?" Ask.

"Hour 19:00, Simon."

"Sorry, I'm taking you to your room. I was sleepy so I fell asleep in your bed, I swear I didn't do anything profane" she explained to me as reassuringly. If anything goes wrong, I don't know.

"Yes, not papa."

"What's wrong with you, honey?"

"I'm scared."

"Fear why?"

"Fear it, afraid to be home alone." I'm putting this conversation aside.

"With me, I will accompany you until morning and take you to work."

"Certainly that?"

"Sure, oh yeah where's my phone?" Ask Simon suddenly.

"Here," I replied as I stretched it out.

"At this hour, aren't you hungry?" He only looked at the clock, not opening the incoming messages. Or maybe the message that he did not read at that time.

"What do you want to eat, let me cook it."

"No, I want you to keep me company."

"Then, how do we eat?"

"Dear, let's cook together."

"Come on."

Here I try to remain silent and firm, letting things go as they were. I want to see how far Simon covered what happened.

It is true that Simon loved to sleep with other women. I was just trying to calm myself down, continuing to cultivate my consciousness with reason. I try not to get hooked with feelings, I try to mature.

"Darling, why are you. How did you keep daydreaming?" Ask Simon to me.

"No, Simon. I'm still waking up, it's raining so I'm a little cold."

"Oh, so that's. All right let's cook the soto noodles, I'll cook them. You just wait at the dinner table, can I make some tea, too?" Bargain for me.

"May, don't be too sweet tea, noodles are also not too soft. Oh yeah, it's kind of painful same in the love of eggs."

"Gee, my dear seems to be starving."

"Hehehe, yes. Really don't want to be helped, huh?"

"No, you just sit at the dinner table."

"Okay, ready cheff."

Again I was devastated by the attitude of him who sometimes cares, which is sometimes sweet. This is really torturing me, I will wait for the right time to talk about this matter.

I have to be a little patient, I will keep trying to be patient with him. Allow time to answer everything, and I will see the results of this wait.

"Taraa .. her noodles are ripe, according to your order. And here's the hot tea for you." Simon has come to bring me the noodles he cooked with his warm tea.

I really could not bear it, when I saw his face so sincerely serving me. I wanted to scream at him, I kept him back and I expressed my intentions.

"Well, thank you, Simon. Let's eat together, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time."

"Come, we'll spend it all."

I beg you, finish this drama as soon as possible, Simon.