The Two 2 Side

1 Pose#2 Tight Messages

What we've been through just now really makes me fiery, I don't know why with just a trivial matter my emotions peak. Is Sandra okay with my attitude this afternoon, or is she trying hard in front of me while on the back of my back she is weakening and tears are breaking.

I don't understand what's happening to me, but all my emotions are always well-damped. I felt that there was a voice that continued to provoke me as emotions rose. I had always ignored him, but he had unknowingly controlled me endlessly.

Or maybe for the last 2 years I have been so, without realizing I have changed. Whether I'm okay, whenever I'm alone I always talk to myself. Contemplating all the problems that are alternating perch, then drowning these thoughts until they fall to the bottom of nature.

Or maybe this is just me being too tired, bearing the burden of living alone. Or maybe I was still carried away in my past, died there and turned into the new Simon.

Why didn't Sandra ever give a damn about me in the least, questioning my situation all along. Whether Sandra has someone new, or she is really busy working. Obviously I can't see him with clear glasses, I always see him with glasses on the other side. Sandra, am I so bad in your eyes.

Or am I limited to your past impingement as well, or am I just your shield as a protector. Which is all, tell me immediately, so I don't second-guess my wrong guess.

"Good morning, Simon," said Sandra to me who looked so beautiful.

"By the morning too, dear. Is this place comfortable?"

"I love this place, the apartment is so nice. Comfortable and beautiful."

"Do you want to have it, let me take care of the payment."

"Not bother, Mr. Simon. I can have it myself with my savings."

"Hemhs. What breakfast are we having today?"

"Simple, fresh bread egg sausage. Do you like it?"

"Western men?"

"Yes, this is easy. Do you want me to cook another meal?"

"No, Honey. Why do we have to sleep in bed?"

"Then, you want us to sleep together and produce a baby, right?" sandra said as she devoured her bread.

"Why not, doesn't every woman want a baby?" I answered with a mouth full of bread.

"Wait, not all women want a baby. They also need full affection and realize all their ideals."

"It's like you, isn't it?"

"Hehehe, how can you guess it's me?"

"Obviously, plastered on your forehead. That you working woman are not a housewife."

"Humh, not really."

"Then you want to be both?"

"It's so thick."

"Sandra, it's gonna look a little complicated. You have to take care of your family first, then you take care of other work. It's going to fall apart" I explained to Sandra.

"What's the point of having money, if we can't open a job for someone else."

"Open a job or hiring someone else is not easy, because you and others are different heads. What if you get criticism from subordinates, get new ideas from subordinates. It's not easy, it needs mental readiness."

"You lectured me, then what about my shop. I have good and obedient women."

"That's arguably luck. Do you come every day to check their performance? Or you jump straight there, won't."

"Okay, I'm a kid."

"I'm not saying you're a kid, but please listen carefully to my every word. I hope I can help you later."

"Thank you, Mr. Simon." ended with a smile.

The blasphemy I spoke to Sandra was true, building a business in the midst of a family was impossible. If there is no determination and hard work, then everything will fall and fail.

My breakfast with Sandra ended with a glass of cold white milk, which prepared to make my stomach roar to go to the toilet. I should have bought mineral water last night, to put a damper on what's going to happen today. I forgot Sandra didn't know my allergy to milk early in the morning, and this was the first time Sandra and I had stayed together under one roof.

"Honey, I go to the toilet first, yes" I told Sandra with a face that had been manipulated.

"Okay, honey."

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Pov Sandra's

I didn't think I'd slept with Simon last night. For the first time in a roof together, I was so groggy. I thought Simon didn't like my simple cooking just now, it turned out that he easily ate the breakfast I made. This is how it feels to live together, whether he feels the same feeling. Or she's been sleeping with another woman before me, with her ex-boyfriend for example.

Please don't start with something that doesn't make sense. It's crazy, if I asked her past she'd be mad. Although my relationship has been going on for 2 years, I don't know much about his past and some of his true nature.

Sometimes I feel like a failure, sometimes I find out from his close friend like the Emperor. Yes, the Emperor is my cousin's brother who lives with me. Maybe Simon knows it or doesn't know it yet, I don't know about it. If I'm honest, maybe it'll make him mad or tell me to move.

As I thought about things, I started to get out of my seat, and I started to clean the rest of the breakfast dishes and wash them. I also started tidying up the things we bought last night from the mall, because this afternoon we have to check out from the apartment.

In order for luggage to be easy to carry, it is better to combine it with the type, such as snacks, new clothes and my makeup tools. Everything was done in an instant, because Simon when he was in the toilet was long.

"Hi, how's it going?" Incoming message on Simon's phone.

I was limp when I found out whether Simon couldn't forget him or that woman who couldn't forget Simon. I was only able to hold back my emotions, instantly my tears came. It's sad, it's true, the longer your relationship will be there will be a storm ready to knock down, there will be a wave that blows suddenly until you are late in carrying it.

Was I wrong to choose Simon as my partner at the time, or was this just a coincidence. Grown up in thinking Sandra, I must be strong and I won't let Simon go to that woman again.

Simon was hurt enough, even I felt his pain without end. I healed Simon, and I deserve Simon's love.

Immediately I closed Simon's phone, as if nothing had happened, at once he had returned from his room.

I'll try to stay calm, be stupid and observe him first.

#Simon

"Finally, so relieved my stomach, Sandra."

Suddenly all was quiet, the room became neat and clean. Is Sandra cleaning it or is there an officer coming in, because of Sandra's call.

I looked around for Sandra in every corner of the room, like a cat playing hide-and-seek.

Before that I took the phone that I had left on the dinner table, I did not know if there was an incoming message or not. However, I put my pants in my pocket and looked for Sandra.

The sound of the door opening, I was very worried and prepared a knife in my hand. If only it was a bad guy, that's as sweet as it was when I was with my lover.

"Aarrgghh ... . Simon's! What are you doing?"

"Aarrgghhh ... . Sandra. You?"

"Oh, you made me hang. Why the hell are you, like a frightened person."

"Where are you from?"

"I bought you mineral water, last night I forgot. If you turn out to be allergic to white milk early in the morning."

Wait, Sandra knows about me about this allergy. Is this really Sandra, who I know she's pretty cool with even trivial little things.

"You, why go alone. Not waiting for me, if you why-why under why?"

"Std. Im not a little gurl, dont worry about me, okay."

"Hahaha, okay. Come here, sit together while watching television." I patted her on the couch, hinting Sandra to sit next to me.

"Simon, aren't we just rushing home?"

"Why hurry, are you busy tomorrow?"

"Emmm. Of course I have to work," answered Sandra who was a little hesitant, as if hiding something from me.

"Come, baby, why are you so hesitant?"

"Deghs. I have no doubt, Simon. Only, our time here is very little. Soon our rent will also run out, if we get out late then we will get a fine." while stepping up to me and sitting down.

"What a darling, a fine. Listen, there are no more fines here." hugging Sandra.

"You mean?"

"I bought it."

"What?" Sandra was surprised and let go of my embrace.

"Yes, so be free. We want to be here anytime it doesn't matter."

"Is that how much money you have, Mr Simon?"

"Of course, I can buy you anything you like."

"Why?"

"Because I love you so much, I've fallen into Sandra's heart too much."

"Is this how you fight with a woman, Simon?"

"Why, is this too stiff?"

"No, it just makes me a little nauseous."

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I hope you open up everything you've hidden from me, Simon.

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