
Qeiza looked at her phone. It was already at one in the morning, but the woman was still unable to fall asleep. How he could sleep, if every blindfold, the shadow of his intimacy along with Ivander, continued to appear.
Even the body of Qeiza again bristled when imagined Ivander who was sipping his ears and neck, a few hours ago. The woman's body was even more bristling when she remembered Ivander who pulled her waist, until their bodies were firmly attached.
Qeiza felt her lips. Still vividly remembered, how the man devoured his pink lips.
“It would be wrong if I was lulled by Mr Ivan's game? Hasn't his wife also given us permission to unite?”
Qeiza continues to monologue. One side of him was so comfortable and lulled by the man's actions. The man who had always been gentle with her, the man who knelt down and asked her to marry.
But on the other hand, Qeiza was afraid of the status of Ivander who still had a wife. Although the man's wife had given her blessing, but still Qeiza was worried if she had to be present in the middle of a couple who were still in love.
Will that man be able to give the same great love?
Will he no longer be noticed, when what the man wants is achieved?
**
Meanwhile, Ivander continued to develop a smile. The shadow of Qeiza would soon be his, making the man's heartbeat even more craze.
Not only Qeiza, in fact Ivander also kept thinking about their hot kiss earlier. Remembering how slowly the woman held her hand. Remember when Qeiza deliberately opened the pink lips, so that her tongue could swallow and sweep the woman's oral cavity.
If a room boy does not knock on the door of the hotel room, it is certain he will do more than that. Actions that cross the line.
In fact, he had dribbled the body of Qeiza towards the big bed that she was now sleeping on.
If the room boy was a few seconds late just knocking on the door, he could be sure he had squeezed Qeiza on the bed.
“Be mine soon, Qei. I really want you,” shriek Ivander.
And, as morning came, Ivander knocked on the door again. Wish they'd have breakfast together in Ivander—persis' room like last night. Ivander even plans to ask for a good morning kiss from Qeiza. Today will definitely feel more beautiful, if it starts with receiving a warm kiss from Qeiza.
However, it seems that it is only the hope of Ivander. Because after almost five minutes Ivander knocked on the door, Qeiza did not open the door.
Apparently, the woman who was expected to give a kiss good morning had first stepped into the hotel restaurant.
Gegas Ivander headed for the restaurant, while reading a reply sent by Qeiza. Taking two loaves of wheat bread and a glass of warm milk first, Ivander approached Qeiza, and sat down before the woman.
“Why did you go to the restaurant alone? Why not take me?!” ivander protested, as the man had just sat before Qeiza.
“I-it's because I'm already very hungry, sir. I went to the restaurant early. I think Dad is still sleeping. So, I don't want to disturb.”
Ivander smiled, bitten by the wheat bread he was holding. “Did you sleep well last night?”
Qeiza nodded slowly. “Cheat!” ivander Protest. Instantly Qeiza raised her face. “Current?” qeiza asked confusedly. The man nodded, “I can't sleep for thinking about you all night. While you can sleep soundly,” said Ivander while pinching the tiny nose squash of Qeiza.
Qeiza's face instantly turned red. The woman also lowered her eyes. Ivander did not know, if even Qeiza can just fall asleep when dawn is almost here.
Ivander looked anxious at Qeiza's timid behavior. It felt like the man was eager to hold Qeiza into his arms until their bodies clung tightly together like last night.
***
The connecting door is knocked back. Qeiza let out a heavy sigh. The incident at the restaurant earlier, made Qeiza more lazy to meet Ivander. The man dared to tease her. It wasn't Ivander's fault, because last night, he was the one who let the man do what he wanted.
If only last night he refused, when Ivander hugged him from behind, of course the man would not dare to kiss his lips.
If only last night Qeiza refused, when the man lamented his lips for longer, of course their bodies would not stick that tight.
In fact, Qeiza placed her hand on the man's neck, so Ivander deepened his kiss. In fact, Qeiza squeezed the man's hair, so Ivander went crazy.
The sound of knocking is heard again. With hesitation, Qeiza swung her steps, and opened the door. Ivander stood before him with a big smile. The man then left Qeiza who was still standing in the connecting doorway.
“Sini, Qei. Please put my das,” said the man while patting the bed he was sitting on. The tongue of Qeiza kelu. He refused the man's request. Why put a tie on, Ivander has to sit on the bed?
But presumably, the body parts of the Qeiza were not well synchronized. His mind wanted to refuse, but in fact, the woman was getting closer, and now stood right in front of Ivander who had widened his legs, so that Qeiza's body was getting closer to him.
“I'm tired if I have to bend my legs, so you don't have to tiptoe wearing a tie,” Ivander said. Qeiza simply nodded and accepted Ivander's given tie.
The woman also began to wear a tie on the man who had been looking at her closely while smiling widely.
“You haven't dressed me for a long time. Aye right?”
“Iya Sir,” Qeiza reply. Ivander let out a heavy sigh when he heard that Qeiza was still calling herself father. The man placed both his hands on both sides of Qeiza's waist.
“Call me, Mas,” whine Ivander.
The woman tried to be relaxed, as her heart pounded. “Why should I call Mr Ivan by the designation, Mas?” replied Qeiza who had just finished her work.
Not the answer that Qeiza got. Ivander even pulled the woman's waist, so now their bodies are getting closer. Wrapping both hands around Qeiza's waist, Ivander stared fixedly at the girl whose face was already flushed like a tomato.
“Because you are my future wife. When do you want us to get married? Next month or next week?”
“Me-when did I say I want to marry you?!”
Ivander's forehead is wrinkled. “I told you, if Ev agrees if I marry you,” Ivander explained.
“But I still don't want to marry a married man!”
Taking a deep breath, Ivander let go of his embrace, then moved away from the woman.
“Quickly prepare. We'll be in a meeting soon!”
Qeiza looked at the man who was now wearing a gray suit. “I wait for you in lobby.”
The man left Qeiza who was still standing in front of the bed.
“He cogged?”