Chapter 48

"This is exciting," he said, smiling sheepishly.
Suppose appetizing foods are indicated, but the truth is that I am really the one who sounds.
Excited my foot!
"Here ..."
"Here-"
Zi and I both harvested the same. So was the simultaneous handing of the menu to me.
I and Zi were sitting across from each other, and Hans is sitting beside me.
In hindsight, the menu Hans was holding was just closer to me and in the right place. Compared to Zion which is already upside down, not yet open.
I will be obvious if he is the one to choose, even though something has already been set up in front of me.
As before, I was once again plagued by useless choices. Why do they have to do it? I have my own menu in the front and I can take it by myself.
What's with them today?
I ignored them, but turned to Martha. His bitter gaze on Zi was first spotted. From him, she averted her gaze back to the menu she was holding, then let out a deep sigh.
"I only hope for Martha. I believe we have the same taste," I uttered, interrupting her silence.
We stared at each other. It bit my lip so hard, I realized I had no intention of talking. But in order not to be told what, he was forced to nod. He shrugged, then showed me the picture of the selected foods.
Buttered shrimp, pork chop, and barbecue.
Just exactly my type.
I am believe she celebrated her 22nd birthday just recently, while I am turning twenty-three next week. I was the first to come out of this world with him, so I am not the one to say so.
"For dessert, I like halo-halo," he shifted his gaze to Zion again. Asking permission here.
"Just don't eat too much of your orders."
"I know ..."
I sucked. This time, I chose to grab my own menu that I had been really paying attention to before.
I would also like to
halo-halo. Case skeptical of the idea as well as dessert we are still copying. I have my own taste when it comes to this one.
"Let me take your order please ..."
Zi gave Martha and me the order. As well as the dessert it was well chosen for me. Something I never thought he would do, even though Martha has always been the center of attention ever since.
A strawberry ice cream cake, with cherry on top.
He got good choice in there.
We didn't have to wait long for the orders. They had quick service here. I would give this restaurant a perfect score on their evaluation sheet for that.
"Let me do it."
Even before I could answer, Hans took the plate of shrimp that I was supposed to peel.
He himself did it for me. Reason for none of one's own grinning.
I never imagine him doing a simple thing like this to a girl. It is more visible as he is the one being cared for, not the one who cares. He's handsome, firm, proper, and polite. A real gentleman who deserves the world.
If only he had been my first heartbeat, I wouldn't have had a problem like this. I just hope he ...
While the two of us were having fun, Zion simply poured water into Martha's glass. Then the shrimp began to peel.
"Don't eat too much of this-"
"I know boss," she cut him off by putting foods on his mouth.
The two stared at each other. Martha laughed, Zi remained serious while chewing the food.
I shuddered as the fork stabbed the pork chop. Not for me, but for Hans.
"This is a token of my gratitude," I smiled sweetly. Supposedly love what makes him suck.
"Ummm?" he chuckled a bit.
"Don't be too overwhelmed. You might like me for that, it's hard."
I quickly slapped it on the shoulder. I know he was just playing along. Just thinking, he obviously has an idea of ​​what I want to convey.
That is, 'Operation not to make this lunch awkward'. And operation, 'Act unaffected'.
"Your thickness," I pretended to be pleased with what he said. Even the truth is irritating.
What the two did to take care of each other. Things that, after all, are naturally done by the couple.
But they aren't in a relationship!
In an instant, the kiss between Zi and me came to my mind. We're not in love either, why did that happen? How dare we do such thing without a label?
Is it really easy for you to pick up Geline? I thought you are a woman with dignity '.
Girl, where ?!
"I'm just in CR," I said goodbye, before standing up and heading to the comfort room.
I went into the cubicle and here I was mumbling.
I tried to look at the things I have failed to realize ... I mean, I firmly neglected to behold.
I can just be a subject of his lust, not included on the line of his love interest.
I'm just a woman he can lust. A woman can spin because she has no experience in love. Woman loves him who is easy to play with ...
I know my limit, even the boundaries. But I don't know how to get away from this toxic affection.
"I know you like Zion," I quickly looked up at the door of the cubicle where it was.
It was Martha, talking outside.
"And I'm sure you also know what happened to the two of us in the past," he added, "We fell in love, but had to partways because everyone thought he could be a threat to my condition. But no ... He was the light, my strength, my man. Even if you tease him, he will still run to me, I will still be the one to go home. Because I am the one who is loved. So might pull away from your fantasy, before you get waken by agony. "
"This is how good the air is when it's upstairs what?"
I looked up to the empty sky. Been wondering if I could scream to whoever up there.
I want to shout, not because I'm mad. I just wanted to utter a sharp shrill of gratitude.
"Thank you for the pain! For making me feel alive! Thank you for the wisdom, thank you!"
I yelled, 'Thank You' over and over, until I had enough.
If I have any regrets about what has happened in the past, it is that it has taken so long to unravel the game of destiny with no certainty. I should have stop it, when I still can.
I am not to blame for what is happening now. I chose because ... Destiny just brought us together, in the end I am still in control of the course of life.
"Do you like him that much?" Hans suddenly asked after his long silence.
He brought me here to the rooftop of the penthouse where he was staying. After Martha scolded me earlier, it first came out of the CR and left with Zion.
I don't know where they went. I can't be nosy about it anymore.
Even if I ask more questions, Zion will probably not be able to answer. Apparently it will even think I'm crossing the line.
I should put less care on them starting this day onwards. No more Zi on my dreams, no more thinking of the possibility of us being together ... No more affection, for it will only lead to distraction.
"Not at all," I wrapped my hair in the wind. The eyes are just focused on the sky. It's like waiting for a miracle to be seen from here.
"Why do you seem so affected by their departure?"
"Because we paid the bill."
"They paid their share first, including yours before leaving."
Only then did I turn to him.
"The one you paid for earlier-"
"That's only my part," he cut me off, "Zion set you free."
I thought maybe he didn't let the money out earlier because he would take care of the expenses. The truth is that I don't have any more problems, except for the increasing debt to Zi.
I can't do anything to repay what it did. Even if I don"t want to charge, it is still my responsibility to pay as a person who is grateful.
One of these days I can do that. After that, in an unpredictable way I will cut off the connection we both have. I'm going to walk away slowly, even before the feeling gets worse or if it can't be called serious ...
"Let's talk about the hearing," I cleared my throat. The body was turned towards it, then folded.
He was sitting on a bench that was made of steel. A few more were stationed on the other side of the area. Definitely made personally so that anyone who wants to come can have a seat.
"It's tomorrow, will you attend?"
"Alas nuwebe 'diba?"
He nodded.
"I have a class ..."
"You need testimony, even if he already admits it."
I didn't know we had reached this part of the game. Something that was unlikely to happen because compared to the power held by Tobbie's family, we were nothing.
Hans has helped me so much to achieve this.
"Thank you really? What can I do to pay you, other than a meal?" I strutted towards him.
"Go out with me," he leaned backward, sporting a smile.
"Huh?"
"Let's go somewhere, together."
"What for?"
"So you could consider looking to someone else."
"To you?" I chuckled a bit.
If I just didn"t know what it was going through at the hands of sister Kianna, I would think she liked me.
"You'll make me cover-holes."
"It's a win-win situation for us. There's a possibility that you'll also forget how Zion feels, so do I for Kia."
I remained quietly analyzing every detail of his face. He was really handsome. I will never get tired commending his traits for a lifetime. It will be more suitable for other women. You have a job, beautiful and sophisticated. Unlike me that even wealth has nothing to be proud of.
"Why me?"
"Why not?"
It stood up. In one quick motion, the distance between the two of us spontaneously closed. It put my runaway hair behind my ear, then gently touched both shoulders and slightly bowed.
"You're beautiful ... It's even more so than the models there who are really made up by make up. You naturally possess the beauty of a Goddess," he suddenly pinched my nose.
"Flatter," I jokingly slapped his chest. Then quickly retreat.
I am not accustomed to the close presence of others. Strange, very different to feel if Zion does.
How can this feeling be unfair?
"Alright, deal! We'll just go out every weekend. And my family should know."
There is no certainty of my decision, especially the latter.
I'm sure the two of us will have a hard time with that because first of all, mama strictly forbids the man to enter my life. Graduation before date, license before engagement, wedding before honeymoon. That should be the pace I have to follow.
I don't have a problem with this, if it's not just Zion.
We continued talking about the case and our, 'Going out' set-up next. We agreed on a lot, a lot of conditions that never became a problem for each other.
At six o'clock, we went out until eight o'clock in the evening. It is also possible in the morning, every week if he joins us to church. No alcohol during meetings, and going to his penthouse is not allowed the second time.
He just really allows me now with the desire to get away quickly earlier. But at present it is regrettable.
It is not good for a woman to simply go to a man's house, whether it is a friend or an acquaintance. It"s still a good idea to visit one"s own home, to be there to talk with the family. Your woman is not visiting yet.
It's just like the many other reminders that mama often utters to let her know how important a woman's dignity is.
We are the ones being coaxed, not the one being teased".
Favorite words to mention.
After our conversation Hans also drove me home immediately.
Mom wasn"t there, so I was lucky. We only reached out to dad and talked to Hans. Lucky enough, he was cool about it. As long as I know my limits and as long as I'll keep my promise.
So with him I often run whenever there is a problem. Because compared to mama, she is always open to listen. It"s stuck when viewed, but not when identified.
"All right, he can visit here whenever he wants. Just make sure he'll be your responsible lover-"
"Well, he's not a lover. He's just a friend of mine who asks permission to take me out every Saturday and Sunday. Because you know how strict mama is, don't you?"
"That's still where it will end."
"I don't have it in my mind yet."
"I'm fine, don't be shy," he raised an eyebrow. The irony is obvious.
"When mama hears you, get ready to sleep in the living room."
"Just don't tell him, we won't have a problem."
Despite its elegant physique, it hides a fear. My mother was afraid that she would not hesitate to expel anyone who disobeyed the order. I've been through that. Reason for realizing he is serious about the warnings being applied.
Break her expectations, then be prepared to declare your reasons.
"Papa, were you a playboy then?" I would have gone up the stairs. But he was stunned to remember that known part of his past.
"Not really ..."
"How not?"
"I don't admit that part of my life anymore. All I know is, I became a good person after meeting your mom," he smiled meaningfully. Moments later walked into the kitchen, hands clasped.
That's just the height of curiosity in my system.
How did they meet?
"Tell me how your love story started," I run towards him.
"'Weren't you playful then? You know what kind of nonsense men can do to win the heart of a woman who isn't really in love. I wonder why you wouldn't even get angry like mama if there's a man come to me. "
She will cook dinner today. I confirmed it myself when it picked up the rice cooker and put rice on it. Something that was not new to me because I really sometimes try to impress my wife.
"Yeah, I know how hard men stretch that you'd think to be true. I've been through them myself. But I also know every lunatic, willing to change for a woman," he snorted.
I don"t know if the mirror was just fading, or really intense embarrassment was seen drawing on his face.
I let out a smile.
How cute it is to see a former playboy falling inlove, but too shy to admit.
"Dad, I'm thrilled ..." I teased as he just asked, "How did it all start?"
Of course, I can never forget that part of their story.
"It's in the Bakeshop. Your mom and I are both part-time workers. She works for education, I work for my own luxury. One day, while she was walking out of where we work, I blew a whistle. Ayun, angry ... He's not a dog. That's when I catch feelings, "his embarrassment was replaced by a pure smile.
He is happy to remember the past.
"That's weird ... How do you like it?"
"Because of all the women, she's different. Usually I just smile, but your mom still overcame the urge to fight with anger. She really didn't like me back then. But look now, if you can be jealous whenever there are they are looking at me and someone is looking at me. "
And he was so proud of it! Obviously ... You seem to have won the best title in the world. That's my mother's 'Yes'.
Upon months of chasing, he finally got to give her his last name. Then eventually to us, thier children.
Of course, there is no such thing as perfect. Even in a relationship.
Wrong perceptions arise, arguments happen some time, regrets are regularly expressed. But they still remained on each other's arms until now.
I guess this is what made them strong. Being savage to each other, especially mama. But then later on talk things out. The integration will return to normal. Mom will order, dad will follow. Mama will get angry every time there is a mistake, papa will answer but will give up later and just listen.
I suddenly remembered what they had talked about one day when we were pasting our old photos on cardboard and pasting them on the wall.
"It's good that your drunken ex -boyfriend isn't there," papa said as he looked at my work.
"Hey, it would have been better if I just sang that. I was still very well taken care of, compared to you who only think of flirting with others."
"Flirting ... I'm just doing that to you."
"Don't fool me! You're dressed ..."
I just quietly listened to them. Smile as you cut out a few parts of the photos to be pasted again on the new cardboard.
"But son, it's really good and you didn't put that man's picture, I'm really going to burn it in front of your mom."
That's when I burst out laughing. For I found it too adorable. Mama's remarks were ignored by papa's arrogant stance and strong stare.
I kinda found them really annoying when clattering on things, simple and complex. But I must admit there are times I want them to argue on some nonsense, because it was too pure and precious for my eyes.
It helps me visualize what kind of crackheads they are on their twenties.
"Why are you making a fuss?"
"Why so many police?"
"What's going on?"
I kept asking questions as I exited the gate and saw a few neighbors watching the Alfanos' home.
I haven't seen any of my family members around the house. What worries me the most are the cries I hear in Kiesha's house.
Why?
I just woke up and this is what happened immediately. When you thought it would be a good morning after winning the case yesterday.
Tob was finally sentenced guilty after the three repeated hearings. With years of imprisonment and thousand fine. There is still a chance that he will be released a few months maybe from now because the bail money is not really a problem for their family.
I already forgave him long ago. But that doesn't mean he'll be excluded from the rule of law.
The true essence of this fight was for him to realize the consequences of being evil.
"You don't know yet?"
"Which one?" I quickly turned to Aunt May, my mother's cousin. Like everyone else it is also curious. Forced to peek from the stand what is happening inside.
"Kianna is missing ..."
"Yes?" I quickly covered my mouth.
Did you hear correctly?
I ran the distance between the whereabouts and the friend's house. I need to hear it personally from them.
People may simply have made a mistake in picking up information.
I met two policemen, out of Kiesha's house, with my uncle.
They were both serious as they walked straight to the patrol car.
I continued running inside the house and immediately saw my family with tita and Kiesha, mourning for a lost.
Ate Kia is just missing, there is a possibility that she will return any time from now. They don't have to overreact.
Maybe it just took a while to get home. Maybe someone else took care of it and forgot to call. Baka-
Even though I don't know the whole story, I'm already crying.
Ate Kianna never spend a night on someone's house, may it be a close friend or simple acquaintance. Only then will he be late coming home on vacation, or to do something abroad. Just like when I decided to study in Paris.
But during those times, she would call her parents, Kiesha, and even me almost every hour to report what was happening. Even its regular release with the income man is not hidden to my knowledge.
He recounted himself just a while ago the people who are currently making him happy. It was almost twelve in the midnight when she called, I am still reading a book that time. I remember it was Spencer Valle whom she was dating, an outstanding lawyer.
Now I know why Hans couldn't just fit to her standard. That attorney was her kind.
"The police want us to wait for twenty-four hours before they proceed with the search."
"My, you yourself said that my sister is missing. This only happened now, because she calls every time she takes a long time to come home. Maybe she's already lost ..." Kiesha found my eyes. He snorted, holding back another tear as he approached me, "Gee, sister is missing."
I hugged her real tight, "Didn't she say anything when she left?"
"He said he was just going out with Spencer. He still hasn't called until now, it will be ten o'clock. I told the police to go to that man's house, but they don't seem interested. A few hours from now, go home But how long are we gonna wait ?! " she's now hyperventilating.
"We are not waiting. I will look for him in places I know he likes to go," said the older brother. He left the sofa he was sitting on, put his hands in the pockets of his pants and frowned.
"I'll come with you brother-"
"So that we can find Kia quickly, let's split the direction," older brother Gideon interrupted Kiesha.
Things we quickly agreed on. That's better.
"I'll go to her friends' house," Kiesha stared at me intently, waiting for my response.
"I'll call Hans. We'll get him to help."
Aside from her, I can also see Zion's gaze on my peripheral vision. He was standing right at the corner, silently watching all of us around.
"All right ..." Kiesha immediately climbed to the top of the stairs.
I approached mama first to say goodbye. They are able to support their aunt, trying to seduce her.
"Be careful. I'll call Hans later," mama reminded seriously.
After the five repeated meetings, she eventually decided to like Hans. He liked its politeness, godliness and humanity. Add to that the fact that even the elderly are attracted to her good looks. Just the right smile and wink, mama got it right away.
My family is fond of him, except for Gideon. He doesn't like the idea of ​​Hans trying a shot to me after courting ate Kia. They secretly dislike each other ...
I don"t care if it was just a cover-up, because that"s exactly what I do to him. Desperate to get rid of Zi's feelings, so even the one who went through the wrong needle's hole was ready to do it.
"Yes," I waved to them all first. Even my aunt was given a tight hug. She needs comfort from us, her family.
After this I hurried out.
To be continued...