The Wounds of the Past
Chapter 11 Flasbacks of the past (meeting family)
POV Dhea
"Sir why not Amanda?" I asked, looking at the face of the man who was now much fresher and brighter.
"Don't know, he said he wasn't together... The proof is that he takes care of all my needs. He said together... We're not together."
Our faces looked at each other, long ago.
"I'm the kind of guy who always needs women. And thou.. The kind of woman who demands to be loved."
Hahaha, I'm laughing. Turning his gaze toward the sky which was very bright tonight, there were a lot of stars there.
"You and Rhea are really pretty much the same. Rhea also demands to be loved. But--well.. That's it."
Perhaps, there will be a part where I will be the comparison of that woman. At least, not always a shadow.
"Why are you the same?"
Hearing the name of isa called this man, I turned my head while trying to tighten the suit that the boss lent me.
"cheating, hahaha. Back to Keke." Frisson. Obviously my voice is bitter.
"The keke who used to say he married someone else?"
I frowned, "Boss remember?" Ask me in admiration.
This man laughed lightly again, "For the first time I saw you cry. Aye right? When Isa actually accompanies Keke when you should have a dinner anniversary."
"Ouch, sir. How do you remember yes. Haha. I used to buy me a big bag of chocolate. Tell me to cry while eating chocolate. Silly, hahaha. But fun."
"If now what do you want, Dhe?" Big boss asked with a gentle look.
"When you ask what kind of father? Can you?" My love is half conscious. Too fascinated by the return of smiles and laughter on this man's face.
Seeing the hardened boss's face shocked, I was actually shocked myself. How can that silly question come out of my mouth.
"Effects too much hope for love from Isa, sir. So when you don't get what you want, so gini. Ngaco hehehe" Buru hurriedly connected what had just come out of this mouth. Trying to restore the boss's fluid attitude.
"Which woman sir, who does not want to be loved by the father. Yaah... It's not about your father's wealth, or your face. But, that amazing loyalty of the father. The side is a bonus, sir. Hahaha" I started laughing when I saw the boss's face again melting. Mercifully. My mind is starting to calm down.
"If so, why would Amanda turn her husband back together. We can, though, unite. And there's Daniela." Anyway."
Glue, glue,
I feel like I'm getting kedondong seeds. Aiii... Where would I know if the boss would talk like this.
The boss's distant gaze reassured me that the boss was serious.
"Do you like Amanda's mom?" Ask me slowly.
Although it was common to see the interaction of the two of them, still I was this surprised. It felt like I had just flown high imagining a beautiful thing, then... Falling, to banging anyway. Damnit damnit! Broken heart hormones are annoying.
"Actually, I was thinking about the possibility of being with Amanda. Remembering, yeah.. That's it, you know. It's all under Amanda's control. Well, why don't we just be husband and wife."
Ahhhh, sakiyit!
Suppose I hadn't gotten carried away.
If only I had to be aware of my limits.
Why should it feel crowded, when... I'm used to seeing the two of them together. Interaction in my opinion... Intimate. More than friends or friends.
It seems, I really have a problem feeling comfortable with the human figure of the opposite sex. Why should always be disappointed when you feel comfortable like this.
POV Jovan
"What I'm saying is what it is!" Belaku. Arguing with this woman, always managed to make my neck veins stiffen.
"I know!"
Aah, enjoying. The dizziness on the head started to slowly disappear. The shoulders and neck also begin to relax.
"You don't have to break my heart just to get someone else in." The massage at my temple stopped, making a gig.
"I've been quiet all this time because I don't think it's important! He's not an important part of my life! But, the end of this end-" My voice came to a halt when I heard another voice in this space.
"Sorry, Sir. I'm interrupting! I've been waiting for you, Mr. Mario."
Uh!
My eyes, which had been closed because of Amanda's massage, were now open and reflexively shifting my body away from Amanda who had grown up once just silently, with that flawless sweet smile.
While the woman in front of me, misbehaving and bowing her head.
"OKAY. Thank you, Dhe." I replied slowly, ignoring the burden in my heart when I saw his shoulder face. A glance as he came out.
"Fix! So jelaaas! I succeeded!"
"What?" I'm confused.
"Dhea's really interested in you, Jo. Not just comfortable with you." Beaming, the face of this woman is so radiant, happy. Relieved more precisely.
"If you deduce this from seeing Dhea's gloomy face, you are clearly mistaken! Dhea just broke up again with her four-year-old boyfriend. Stupid guy! I want it back to rubbish! There really is no classy principle. Scoundrel, disgusting." My anger was suddenly ignited just like that when Isa's face appeared in my brain. The man who---
"Divorce... I'll be suing Doni in a minute." Weak, clear in my ears is the weak voice of Amanda who is now beside the door.
"Eh, since when were you there!" Nervous, misbehaving and ridiculous. "We're out, right?" I was trying to divert the conversation, Dad... Even though my ears buzzed hearing Amanda was gonna scream Doni.
"Sorry, Jo. If I've been so disgusting all this time."
Blum!
The first time Amanda slammed the door. Aaaah! The bodoooh! How can such a sentence come out. The exact same sentence as I tried to calm the dreamy, empty Dhea.
A divorce?
Wh why? Damnit damnit! I really don't know the slightest bit about him and that demon guy.
"Sir! Would you like me to cancel the meeting with Mario? Or Satria who replaced the father?"
I looked towards the source of the voice that had been there for a long time. Stand with a cold, annoying look.
"You just call Satria, sorry."
Dizziness. My head is more dizzy than it was when I discussed this woman with Amanda.
"Can I help you again, sir?"
Yep!
Exactly right!
"After contacting Satria, can you accompany me to a meal?" take me sure.
"All you talking about, sir? Duh... I am a grim cleaning tool father yes. Haha"
Dhea laughed before leaving my room. The laughter made me more silent.
Complicated.
My feelings became complicated like a big new kid who was in a labile condition.
