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After taking a nap my body feels fresher, then I intend to take a shower by grabbing a dusty pink kimono towel.
Almost thirty minutes in the bathroom, cooling under the shower by rubbing lavender scent foam all over the body, after I finished coming out with a kimono towel.
Drt.drt.
On the nightstand, my phone vibrates. I remember just activating the number since choosing to run. There are rows of messages from Mama, Papa, Aqilla and most Brian.
All I ignored without being moved to retaliate, I was not interested in serving anyone. Then I chose a dress in the closet, dropping the choice to a yellow ivory dress to the knee.
Drt.drt.
My flat object vibrated back, this time on the screen hermetic number call that I saved my Brian. Shit, I forgot I haven't deleted it yet then my finger swiped the red button on the screen.
I better get out of the room, take a walk while memorizing the location. It's nothing, afraid of straying and bothering the waiter.
“Where are you?” Delon asked, unintentionally passing by in the middle room.
“Streetings, I am saturated in the room,” reply me while observing every detail displayed in his house.
“This is a photo of who?” I was curious since I saw a lot of pictures of this woman installed in some room that I passed.
“Alya,” Delon answered briefly and clearly without explaining who Alya was, I was curious.
I smile knot, “Beauty once,”
Delon did not reply, still walking into one of the rooms.
I walked quickly parallel to her steps “Is she your wife?”
He looked at me sharply, “What's in your brain?” pointing my head.
“You are a married man,” my answer is showing an innocent face.
“He's my Brother,” he said emphasizing Brother's word.
“Ops.sorry,” my door, maybe it's not as bad as I thought.
He smiled, impressed differently in my eyes. Sort of a sneaky smile.
“Yes already I want to go to work, you want to stay here?”
I nodded, “I still want to be here, I'll follow,”
He left without answering. I hope he answers what, forcing accompaniment is impossible.
My eyes still wandered around every corner and catching Alya's pose in the arms of a handsome man, she was wearing a white dress while her husband was wearing a suit. Very harmonious.
“Nona, here's the orange juice,” said the waiter politely brought a glass of orange ice on the tray.
I raise an eyebrow in wonder, “Who ordered,”
“Mr Delon, he said to miss,” I picked up the glass on the tray do not forget the word thank you.
One more plus for Delon, he's quite attentive. And I turned around to sit on the couch in the corner by the window.
Prangs!
My glass fell from my grasp, shattered on the floor and spilled onto the figure I hit and caused my glass to break.
"Sorry," I said.
“It's okay,” He didn't look at me, just took off his dirty jacket doused in orange juice.
I pulled the suit in his hand, "Let me wash,"
“No need, here is the waiter,” refuse him keep my hand away from his suit.
Intention I would clean the broken glass on the floor, he forbade and his hand waved to the waiter. I end up troubling them.
“Eh, once again sorry,” I said sincerely.
She smiled with her thin lips, "It's okay," he said, then moved away.
I watched him from afar, good man. He is very compatible with Alya, every curve of his face shows the beautiful creation of God.
***
“Why are you so hard to contact? Do you have any intention of running away from responsibility,” accuses Ella.
Brian rubbed his rough face and ruffled his hair in frustration.
“I'm dizzy, Ella,” he snapped roughly, “As long as Olivia hasn't gone home my brain can't think clearly,”
“What she's worth more than me,” Ella starts sobbing.
“Ella, you know I used to love him so much, our relationship was a mistake even though I started loving you,” Brian's eyeballs were not separated from the phone, many times he checked the incoming chat notification.
"But.."
“Until now no word from him,” interrupted Brian by slamming his phone rough.
Ella retreated, holding her chest that felt tight. This time, Brian's emotions were out of control.
“Brian, this baby needs you,” Ella said, the corner of her eye has been wet.
"Don't make me dizzy, Ella," Brian snapped, his gaze sharpening toward the woman he once shared a bed with.
"Brian," said Ella.
“I'm not ready to lose her Ella, I'm sorry, all my fault,” Brian started to soften, staring at the ceiling of his room with a chaotic feeling.
Ella approached, looking out at the goal of the face she loved, "I understand,"
Brian lowered his head, “I'm not fair to you and him,”
Ella hugs him and sheds tears on Brian's chest field, smelling the scent of Brian's body that once fused with it.
“I love you, Brian,” his stuffing is still drowning in the arms of the man who made him stupid.
Brian was silent for a moment, his hand took off Ella's embrace and stared fixedly at the brownish netra of a beautiful woman who was coveted by many men.
“Ella, what if I hurt you,”
“From the beginning of choosing with you I was ready to get hurt, do you think I wasn't hurt seeing you treat Brother Olivia sweetly in front of me?” she recalled the pain before her dark relationship was uncovered.
Brian remembers well all his mistakes, his cleverness saves the affair with Ella for up to six months.
“Alright, I will take responsibility after getting word,” Brian touched Ella's cheek with both hands, staring fixedly at the face that will be his life companion. He had dreamed of a marriage with Oliv, but in fact his mistake was fatal.
Ella nodded with her thin lips showing off her forced smile. To be honest, he was also worried about his brother's condition.
“I'm sorry Ella, I've taken precious things for you and embarrassed you,” Brian watered by hitting his own head, “I'm a jerk, Olivia's right,”
“Quite, Brian,” prevent Ella from asking Brian not to hurt himself. Ella couldn't see the person she loved so badly.
“Here I was also wrong, but I can no longer hold back the same feelings you, Brian,” Ella said.
“I hurt him too far, Ella,” Brian sobbed, showed his weak side, “I'm stupid, Ella,”
Ella cries, hugs Brian and tries to ease his chaotic emotions.
“Quite, Brian,” Ella begs, “I love you more than Big Brother,”
“I'm not ready without him, Ella,”
“I will be patient, until you accept me completely,” Ella is still trying to calm down.
Brian examined the appearance of the woman in front of him, looking not far messed with him. Her eyes are swollen due to too much crying, her face is not polished makeup as usual only her thin lips are polished pink lipstick.
“You must have suffered so much,” Brian touched Ella's cheek, wiping away the tears that remained.
“No, as long as I can be with you I will,”
“Why are you stupid, Ella?” said Brian staring at the woman in front of him, “Out there I'm sure men are willing to fight each other to get you,”
“I don't want anyone, I just want you, Brian,”
“Ella,”
Ella smiled as she drew her face closer to Brian.
“I'm sorry,” reset Brian.
