Your Officemate's

43. Lie the Smart

I felt the sturdy arm pull me closer to him, then hold me tightly. The old deck always gave me a feeling of warmth and comfort. But today everything feels different.

From the very beginning I met Clara, there was a sense of unease in my heart. Many times - times my feelings were tossed - udders. A moment of Clara's behavior burned me, at the same time the treatment of Brother Hans extinguished the embers in my heart. The feeling between yes and no always haunts me.

But there is something strange about my heart. Hans's kind attitude towards me didn't make me feel comfortable with his interactions with Clara. The more days it feels uncomfortable.

Until that day, I found my number blocked. I'm so mad. But again, I hit on the fact that all this was just a guess. There is no real evidence to suggest their relationship.

As sincere as I love her, there is a sense of unwillingness to share it with anyone. I finally decided to investigate his phone. The outcome? ZEROS....

Wishing he would stop before I found the evidence, then I frankly pointed out my suspicions. I promise I'll let this go if I don't find anything.

I'll forget all these "your behavior" just think of me as prejudiced.

But no crime is perfect, any more an invisible proof is thrust before me.

Yesterday came - Vania appeared again, when I almost forgot about her story about Mama Clara. And his arrival this time really made my heart beat faster than usual.

"Are you really fighting with Clara?" Vania opened her conversation with that question.

"Why is it that every time you come talk about him?" Not answering, I asked back.

"Frankly, Mama Clara told me to come see you..." Vania hung up her words.

"For?"

"Yeah.to discuss with you." Vania said while exhaling.

"What about?"

"On Clara, who else?" he then said, shrugging his shoulders.

Right, there's no way Mama Clara has any interest in me other than her son. My feeling was immediately unpleasant, dizziness and nausea suddenly attacked me. If only I could choose, I'd skip this part. I don't want to know anything, especially about Clara.

Unfortunately, Vania continues to continue her story.

"Mama Clara wants me to apologize to you. Please, don't extend your problems. Clara was fired. He also worked elsewhere. Are you not satisfied with being hostile to him?"

My eyes are wide open, why is it like he's the victim here, and not me. Clara was really smart to turn the facts around.

"What do you mean trouble? I never had a problem with Clara. He's the one who's acting, eeeh he's the one who's feeling - his own taste." I really can't bear to not argue with Vania's words.

"Mmm. yaaaaa.sorry, I'm just saying it." Vania feels bad.

"If this is my personal question, frankly I can't believe you're going to go this far." Vania continued.

"What's that?" I asked as calmly as possible.

"Is it true that you told Clara that you declared war on her."

OH!!! The world stopped, my heart was broken. At that very moment, I was sure that Brother Hans had betrayed me.

I know for sure, Vania wouldn't lie. The declaration of war was only made in front of Hans. Between me and him. How could anyone outside know that? The answer is, they are definitely still in touch.

"Vania lied." she answered short.

Those are the only two words I got when I asked him for an explanation.

"There's no way Vania's lying, because she doesn't know that I knew Clara before." I pressed on with Hans's brother lying in bed.

I want all of this to immediately resolve my confusion.

"I haven't been in contact with Clara since she left the company." Brother Hans replied while closing his eyes.

Again, something fell out of my heart. My hands feel cold, why lie if there is nothing to hide.

I would love to be able to force Brother Hans to open his mouth, and tell him more. But I'm helpless.

Closing her eyes, she pulled me down into her arms. Gently rubbed my back, kissed my forehead and cheeks.

Hugs and kisses at that moment it was like strangling my neck, I couldn't breathe.

"People say, the heartbeat of a lying person will be faster than usual" I said softly, as I pressed my ear against him.

There's no answer. His eyes closed tightened, but I knew he wasn't sleeping.

Once again, I looked at the face of Brother Hans fixedly, trying to guess what was in his mind and heart.

I used to steal the hearing when Brother Johan told Papa about you, the first feeling that only one is pity. Then my heart was filled to imagine your life alone as an orphan. I even thought, who will take care of you someday. It turns out that feeling grows into love.

Unknowingly, my outstretched hand touched his cheek and jaw.

I really love him. But begging to be loved, it wasn't me. Love is about feeling and coming from the heart. I can't force you to love me. To be more precise, I don't want to force you to love me.

Though my heart ached, I bowed and kissed Hans's forehead and cheeks.

"Sister Hans, just the one I beg your stake for. Lie smart so I never know anything. By not knowing anything, I won't feel hurt. And I'll have an easier time forgiving you." I told him before leaving the room.

There was no reaction from him, but I knew he heard me. For me, that's enough.

Don't be angry - angry or scold him. There is no need to shout, no need to fight or act barbaric. My pride prevents me from doing all that. Because if it's love for me, then he'll find his way back.

See you in the next episode

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