Chapter 44

It responded quietly. As I hurriedly made my way to the said store.
"Hello," I greeted the saleswoman, "buy two bottled water and candy."
"How much candy?"
"Five, that menthol ..."
For cold".
I'd better just keep the next words in mind. It's not obvious that you really like cold Geline what?
After buying all the necessities, I immediately returned to the playground where the two had left. Run around to give Kiesha water immediately.
But it doesn't seem necessary ...
She must be feeling better now. With the help of Zion who's hugging her real tight. His face sank into her chest, as if he had found the only heat that could quench his bleeding will.
I don't want to feel bad over it. I understand that Zi is just doing this to calm the boss down. He has no other intentions, I know that ...
But why I felt something heavy inside? Why am I hating the sight?
I don"t want to feel it, I don"t want to think badly of the friend. But why?
My God Gee, get ready!
Instead of continuing to step closer, I chose to hide behind the mini slide. Sit on the end of it, holding the chest that is preoccupied with the throbbing caused by the inexplicable emotion. I put the purchases on my lap, then looked up at the dark sky.
Is this jealousy, playing over? Even with my friend, I didn't miss being selfish. I want Zi only for me ... How dare me use such mindset?
This is toxicity Geline Neilani!
I pushed him to take my place e. I'm the one who wants him to calm Kiesha down. There is no one to blame in this sudden heartache other than me.
Never be jealous if you have no rights.
I nodded at my own thought.
"What are you doing out there miss?"
I immediately turned to the left after hearing the voice of the familiar man.
It's been weeks already since the last time we met. He successfully tracked Tobbie's location, my attempted rapist. Now it is currently facing the case. He said he wanted to meet with me to apologize, but even if he knelt down, I had no intention of withdrawing the complaint. He had to face the consequence.
This fight is more painful for me. Because even a best friend knows nothing. I almost got rape, and the nightmare had been hunting me until now.
It's good that Hans is here to help. I am so thankful I got a chance to meet him.
"You, what are you doing here?" I asked back to him.
"I'm accompanying the team to patrol here in your subdivision. In case a bad person gets through and do what happened to you."
"Thank you," I let out a faint smile.
"What are they doing?" he asked out of curiosity, referring to Kiesha and Zi.
"Heart issue," I shrugged.
"Kiesha and Zed broke up," it's more of a confirmation than a question, "Why is Zion hugging?" he could mean I turned back.
"Kiesha needed comfort from either me or Zi."
I think the two also noticed his presence immediately. It was only a matter of time before they approached. I was so shocked after I saw it.
"I thought you were still in the store. You made us a little nervous Gee!" Kiesha shouted.
"I don't want to disturb you ..." I laughed.
"We're not doing anything else," he exaggerated slapping me. Obviously there is some idea playing in the brain.
"Hey ... I'm sorry you're still hurting," I complained jokingly.
I didn"t want to exacerbate the sudden pain I felt. Kiesha is unmarried, not even Zion.
"What are you doing here lieutenant?" Zi asked in a hard voice.
"Patrol."
"At dawn?" si Kiesha.
"Our service is twenty-four hours," Hans arranged the placement in his jacket.
Underneath it was his uniform. Neatly tucked and perfectly defined, showing his built on precise angle.
Only now have I seen a handsome cop in person. I see some on the streets, but Hans is another level.
"You look like a damsel in distress," a sheepish smile drawed on his lips.
"Sister binasted spoke," Kiesha slapped him violently.
He tried to woo his sister Kianna. So maybe if you just get bored, someone wants it ...
That woman is not just emotional. I don't know why, she doesn't seem to have a very high standards over a man. Imagine Hans being her admirer, kind, smart, rich and strong. But it still doesn"t matter. If Hans isn't high enough, then what is her definition of perfect?
"Do not take it personally..."
He accompanied us on our walk. The comrades left for a while, because the tour was supposed to end all over the place. He in turn manages the group, they will come back and come back for him.
"There will be a hearing next week. You have to attend as a victim and a witness," he whispered in the middle of our walk.
We both intentionally gave up to talk about it. Kiesha was in the front, singing along to the break up song. Next was Zi who seemed to be simply communicating.
Only Hans and I knew what had happened. Good and reliable both, never once tried to tell others the issue.
"What time?"
"Nine in the morning ..."
"Okay."
My attorney was a close friend of him. They are the ones who always talk about the case because I really don"t want to bother myself thinking about it every day while there is a study to be prioritized. I entrusted him with all the process, even if the bill was that he himself answered. I am so indebted to him. Things do not know how to pay.
"About the payment ..."
"No need to worry, I understand your situation. I'll take care of-"
"When the time comes let me pay you. I will save, and whether you accept it or not you can do nothing," I interrupted what he was going to say.
It laughed softly. Glad my hair was messed up, which looked like a little child.
"Just set me free."
"When?"
"Tomorrow."
"She's not available tomorrow," Zi suddenly interrupted. Really listening to that in conversation.
"Am I?" I wondered staring at him.
There was no emotion on its face. Holding the jaw he turned the body towards Hans.
"We will have an overnight swimming ..."
We will? I don't know that ...
"What's going on there?" Kiesha asked sharply, we couldn't follow.
Run him back, go straight to my side.
"Then we can meet at day," Hans coldly responded.
"She's still unavailable ... Kiesha will help with her project."
"Really?" Hans looked at me, "Will you go out with me tomorrow?"
"I-ummm ..." I took a quick glimpse on Zi. He was now clenching his jaw and slowly sporting an annoyance, "I am- I- Yup! I have a lot to do tomorrow. Maybe the next day," I laughed nervously.
"Alright," Hans let out a sweet smile, "On Friday, noted."
"What are you going to do tomorrow?" Kiesha whispered as we started walking again.
"Will you help?"
"In what?"
"Do not know..."
I don't remember any projects that haven't been completed yet. Before our long weekend, they were all passed. And overnight swimming, really ?!
My gaze secretly went to Zion who's walking languidly with his hands on his pants pocket.
Even the back of it is enticing to look at. The shoulders are broad, in the correct posture and posture.
He suddenly turned in my direction. Immediately an eyebrow rose, and he was still staring at me from head to toe.
"Stupid ..." he mouthed.
What the-
"You're doing?" I curiously glanced in the direction that older brother Gideon had been turning.
I just woke up, exactly at eleven in the morning. Just get some bread with cheese and mayonnaise in the kitchen, then go straight out the gate.
I am still wearing the same pajamas from earlier. But he was wearing a black shirt, and his hair was lightly tied.
Brother Gideon was the one I met immediately. For the first time it thought of watering. But it seems that there is really nothing to do with full attention. But to those who are honest in life. In the parked car, just near Kiesha.
"Who's there?" I put my hand in my pocket, while the other held the food from time to time.
"Kianna," the older brother firmly responded.
"With?"
"How would I know? The car is tinted and the h*ll I care ..." he said in greeted his teeth.
'The h*ll I care!'
I secretly mocked.
Supposedly, there is obviously a hidden annoyance for which Kia's sister is visiting. Sometimes I smell something strange in the way it stares. How to scold my sister, and how to worry. But often I choose to put aside the thought of suddenly emerging. I want the idea, but I don't think it would really happen. Both seem to have no intention of admitting e.
A few more moments passed before Kianna's sister got out of the car. She waited for the car to disappear, before strutting inside their gate.
"Good morning ate Kianna!" I greeted cheerfully.
He turned to me in shock, but eventually smiled as well.
"Good morning," she greeted back.
He never once focused his gaze on older brother Gideon, until he finally entered the gate.
"She's really beautiful, with or without make -up," I openly complimented, "She'll love the one in the car for sure," the frowning brother whispered.
"The sensible man, enters the house to formally ask the parents for the hand of the suitor ... Tsk!"
"Maybe that's rich," I ignored his words. Then began to step into the gate of the Alfanos as well.
It wasn't lock. Good for me ...
"Go home right away. You still have to do some laundry," he said.
"I'm not going home. You'll wash them!" I shouted back.
I was just kidding. My job is to do the washing, whether it's cooking or mama. Then Grant and papa were the ones who made the mess all their lives. If older brother Gordon was still with us to this day, my brain would definitely be even more confused because he was the worst member of the Gavino family. He was the president of mess in the household.
I subconsciously laughed at the thought. Suddenly, the memories of what we had gone through when we were still in the same house came back to haunt us. It wasn't a perfect memory to cherish, but it is truly the best. I once thought of snatching him back to the woman he chose to be with for life. If it had not come early, our home would still be very much alive today.
Well, enough for the sudden drama Geline. No matter how many times I dream, it will never happen again.
I calmed the will that suddenly stuck in my mind. Then let out a strained smile. The best thing I could do to feel at ease. He was in the arms of a beautiful and kind wife anyway ...
Even before I finally set foot on the entrance of Kiesha's house, I could see it immediately behind the glass wall. Alone eating in the kitchen, stunned and seemingly blasted with hairdo, even wearing an oversized shirt.
I was just right.
"Hi," I greeted, "Where are uncle and aunt?"
"Just get a plate and food there," he replied reluctantly.
"Huh?"
"Gosh pretend, you're just going to eat ... And Zion, he's in the backyard with mommy. They're planting flowers."
"I am not asking about his whereabouts ..."
As he said, I took the cutlery and food. The opportunity was also taken because even the large refrigerator was opened to view the contents one by one. Ice cream is what I love to taste. It is surely made by tita, judging from its appearance. Because it loves to design the dessert it makes.
I'll only eat here once, maybe they won't be angry with just one taste.
"I know you'd do that ... Mommy really meant to do that for you last night," he lifted the goblet he was holding and twisted a little of its contents, "She really likes you."
"Are you jealous?"
"Of course! I'm the real child, then you're the one taken care of," he openly scolded me.
"Be sober."
"I know ..." she heaved a deep sigh.
"How are you?" I seriously question later. Then sit down next to him.
"I am not alright."
"Want us to go somewhere?"
"Yup ... We'll gonna have an overnight swimming later."
"Really?" I almost shouted the question. I thought it was just Zi's alibi to stop me from going out with Hans today.
I don't know why he had to do that. He doesn't look happy later on till we got home. And I can never forget how he called me, 'Stupid'.
For what ?!
It's hard for him to understand.
It will be kind, then it will suffocate again. Does he have a habit problem?
"It was supposedly a surprise. So you can't find a reason to decline the invitation."
"I'll come too. I needed that too ..."
As far as the story goes, I wish we had just had breakfast. We again talked about the whole details of Zed's disloyalty and the temptress tale.
"You should have pulled it out, too," I suggested after he probably threw stones at Eden's face.
"I'm not that involved."
"Isn't that stoning bad yet?"
"Was it bad?" she asked back.
We stopped the conversation when we heard the approaching footsteps of someone from the back of the house.
Even though I haven't completely seen its image, my heart is already pounding. I already have an idea who it was. From the brutal sound of its steps, even the silence and chill that suddenly fans around.
Just a few seconds passed when its bulk finally came out as well.
Leander in dirty denim pants and sweaty shirtless top. His hair was soaking wet from his own sweat, he was panting too much from the crowd, maybe the bimpo he was holding was slipping on his right shoulder, while his other hand was in his pants pocket and he was biting his lip.
I was literally dumbfounded by the way he looked. No matter how many times I saw the beauty of the body, I still couldn't find enough reason to be bored. How can I get tired having a great vision over this art?
In the dimness of my eyes, a drop of sweat from his hair, down his face, neck, shaped chest, abdomen surrounded by eight mountains, to the waist where the V-shaped line was formed up to the waist, became surprisingly clear in sight. bulge.
His pants were a bit low, so the underwear was slightly peeking out. Making me remember the thing hidden underneath. My cheek warmed slightly at the thought.
And just when I realized I am really not innocent anymore ... I cannot give the kind of purity my future husband deserves, for my mind and eyes got dirtied by an ice-cold man.
"Gee, you know, you're still salivating!" Kiesha's sudden criticism in the middle of the silence.
I stared at him. It's just a matter of tweaking the shame.
"Crazy, not really!"
"Zi oh Gee is salivating," he teased further. Reason for my embarrassment to intensify. Maybe it was blushing now in front of them both.
He just shook his head as he strutted out of the kitchen. Even with Kiesha the boss he doesn"t miss out on being infrequent. He is used to it so there is no case against him. Except for me who can't believe the attitude he has. Not because I simply don"t like its personality, if not because the scenario is different every time the two of us meet.
I want him to be less harsh, just like what he had been doing these past few days. I thought it would be tied like that, but the day will come when we will return to this. I just hope ...
I watched him through the glass wall, walking arrogantly upstairs. From the stairs it briefly turned to our band, eyes straight in my direction. There"s something implied that I can"t get over. He was as if saying 'Follow me', and at the same time sending 'Go away', message.
Oh my God! How can he be so complex to understand?
"He's handsome, his body is still beautiful ..." Kiesha whispered suddenly.
"You type?"
"You type ..." she laughed sheepishly.
"Broken hearted 'yan?" I change the subject.
I don't want to talk about it. I don"t want to expect more just because of the simple words I hear from a friend. I don't want to hurt myself, and even don't want to ruin my primal mindset. I hate to set aside my goals just because of a man.
"Zion?" aunt suddenly appeared from the road that Zi had entered a while ago.
"Hi, tita," I greeted, out of topic.
"Hey hello son ..." she moved closer to give me a quick peck on the side of my head.
"My, how am I ?! You're hurting me oh!" Kiesha's complaint. The chase has not been stopped.
"Your art really is Amira. Get ready!" even when his mother kissed him.
Reason to immediately stop pretending to sulk.
"Zi just went to his room."
"Go, come back for a while because I still have a flower that can't be moved."
"Let Gee do it ..."
"How dare you be this indecent to our visitor?"
"She's a family ma!"
"Whenever you're really a woman."
"It's okay, aunt," I entered the conversation. "It's not hard what you're asking me to do."
"Look at how obedient she was, Amira," she bawled.
"She's in another house. She should just be kind, right? She's even eating. The thickness of her face is too thick for her not to act like that?" its direct response.
She was indeed born a real savage.
Instead of being insulted, I just laughed at the contour of his tongue. I would be even more surprised if one day I would just accept it right away at my own mother's command.
I ran out of the kitchen and hurried up the stairs to catch up with Zi before I could even enter her room.
"Zion!" I shouted even though no image of him was visible. His room was on the third floor. The only room on that floor and just opposite my room. But in a high position.
"Zi ..."
I am sure he will take a shower which basically means having to step inside the bathroom, fully naked. I wouldn't have made the same mistake when I just went into the bathroom and saw everything in him. What I am concerned about was the possible image of him, with only a towel on to cover his head down there. I couldn't stand another mess for my eyes and mind.
You were right before, I still need to breathe ...
"Leander, wait!" I was rushing through upstairs. Seems to be chasing what element.
I just ran straight to his bedroom door. It was exaggeratedly knocked so that he could hear for sure.
"Zion Leander!"
"Zi!"
"Pilvera!"
Notice me Senpai!
Crush!
If only I could shout even those words.
"Get out of here!" I knocked on the door one last time.
When nothing really came out it was annoyed to be kicked. Bingi naman pala ...
"What?" he answered behind. Making me jump a bit in surprise.
I immediately turned my body towards it and was able to raise an eyebrow at him. It looks like the wife is angry because she took so long to come home.
"Where have you been?" I sighed.
"Rooftop ... I took this," he showed me his pair of sneakers. "That"s where I live," he added.
Only then did I realize. The sudden onset of irritability is useless.
I looked away, pouting. Embarrassed to speak ...
"Why?"
"Come back to the chin for a while. Auntie has a flower that hasn't been moved yet," I focused my gaze everywhere just to avoid her eyes. Even the body was still exposed.
"Okay ... Let me put this inside-"
"I don't care ... As long as you'll immediately go downstairs," I cut him off.
Even before hearing its response, I walked back to the path I had taken.
I am too shy to meet his gaze. He saw how short-tempered I am. Maybe I'll really lose one percent of my chance here ...
To be continued...