Chapter 54

"I'll also pass on to manang the shopping lists for you," Zi walked out. I was next, before being left behind.
Zi left a few more reminders. In hindsight it looked like a responsible older brother taking care of the younger sibling"s well -being.
"Don't forget your medicine."
I never let myself stay in place. So even though they were still talking, they left first. I don't have any business with Martha girl to begin with. Even if they talk to someone else behind my back, that's a problem for them.
Up to the front of the elevator the two were still facing each other. I pushed the button and waited for it to open.
When I finally went down to the basement and he was still gone, he really left.
Even if a word is released, I still don't expect it to come true. Up to the front of the car no volume of Zi followed. Even if it was just a shadow, the system would still be able to cope.
What else are they talking about?
I gotta stay here until ten counts. Just ten counts. When it goes too far it really goes away.
"Suddenly Martha's parents called. We still need to talk for a while, "he sighed, opening exactly the eighth number.
He bent one hand on his knee, while the other was on the car.
"I'm leaving you," I frowned as I rolled over in the front seat.
"Sorry."
I answered nothing. Even inside the car there was no mum. While he was lacking, he leaned on my lap to pay attention.
"Love... Please," he shifted on his position. He grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips, "We didn't talk about anything else, other than a direct answer to my aunt's questions."
I sucked. I am not mad or anything ... Not anymore.
Actually, I'm just looking at how he can deal with this situation.
He obviously doesn't want any conflict to arise between us. Now that he proved me right, no need to doubt anymore.
He's all mine.
He tries to catch my eyes. With my index finger I lifted my chin, then turned my head in his direction.
"Talk to me girl."
"You're too manly," I slapped his hand, "You're too naughty ..."
"What can I do to please you?" he chewed on his bottom. Still under pressure.
He really thought we were going to get in trouble.
"Just stay beside me. That's enough," I traced every detail of his face.
A few days from now, I will miss it again. The fragrance and natural warmth will be sought again. I will be left alone and will never tire of waiting until his next return.
Of course, I can handle that. I understand that every sacrifices are meant for the best of us.
"Let's go on a date today."
"Where?"
"In heaven," I shook my head.
Another idea of ​​heaven is playing on the mind.
"That's bad," I shifted my gaze outside. Ashamed of own answer
"Huh?" he chuckled a bit. Simultaneously with a series of shakes, "I am referring to nothing but Heaven restaurant, near Keisha"s condominium.
Oh ...
This time, it seemed like I just wanted to disappear. Why not try to think of that thing? The idea went wrong.
"You're getting rude Geline Nielani. Is that what I taught you?"
Sapo's face made me turn my body back to him. There is no dignity to be presented here.
I just ruined my own image!
'She's innocent, isn't she? You look like Geline! '
He stayed by my side for three days. In the morning we were in front of the computer, and in the evening we simply talked about things until seven o'clock. Time of his homecoming.
Tomorrow, he will leave again to embark on another mission. Now he would have been released in the province so that tomorrow only preparations will be taken care of. But I begged you to stay here for at least one night. To be with me more.
I understand that they talked to a colleague earlier, it is said that their return will be delayed because this time, the problem will be more difficult. It might last for half a year or longer.
I was scared for her condition. I can"t quite imagine the possibilities of possible disappointment. I can never imagine us in a massive downfall. I might end up losing my mind ...
"What are you thinking again?" his criticism suddenly.
We took a short break from watching Kiesha and watching every move of the suspects.
No explosions have taken place yet. So far, she was doing great on her disguise. In acting, you really can't break dishes. She looks as innocent as a curious kitten. The map or anything that Kiesha Amira has will not be visible.
I once thought that maybe it was really someone else. Maybe my own friend just played with me.
Knowing Kiesha, it"s not hard to imagine that possibility.
"Is it forbidden to keep quiet?" I glued the chair to the two of us. The arms gripped her waist, then leaned her head on her chest.
I am gonna miss this moment, especially his scent and warmth. I still can"t quite imagine what might happen tomorrow with his departure.
What do I do if the person who used to lean in a few days is leaving?
Can I really afford to be left alone?
I'll be living here alone starting tomorrow. Yet still couldn't get myself be prepared. I trained myself too much with his guidance and help. So now it seems even harder to stand alone. I could wait, but didn"t know how to move around the four corners of this place while contemplating the memories of the two of us.
I am suddenly feeling hopeless.
"Maybe there's no signal where we're going," I felt a few young ladies kiss my head.
"You're going to be careful there, aren't you?"
"Of course"
I held on him real tight.
"What do you want us to do?" it gently stroked my hair.
"Stargazing?"
We were on the very last floor. The plan will not be difficult if you climb to the rooftop of the building.
"Am I going to prepare a good meal?" mixed with tenderness in his voice.
"You're really training me like this."
I buried my face in his chest, hiding a tear. I don't want him to see my pain. I can still own it. I can still ...
"It's like you really can't forget me. You can never move on from me easily. You can't just find a man like me. There is no one like me when it comes to your heart. Not even Hans Miklaus... "
"Why is he affected?"
"Because he wants to snatch you from me," he answered unconditionally.
"He was just a brother to me," I smelled his scent.
It was still fragrant even though it had been soaked outside for a long time before, when I ordered to pick up the printer left at home.
"What if you were flirting then, are you still a brother?"
"That is unlikely to happen Zion."
"You don't know the mindset of our men Geline. You can be made a brother today, a friend tomorrow, and a flirt the next day. "
"I know I know ah? Old habits?" I lifted my face. It stares maliciously.
"I am not that stupid to play with a woman"s heart," he planted a gentle kiss on my forrehead.
"Is that serious?"
"Geline," there was a threat in her voice.
If I continue to fight for something that is obviously irrelevant, it is dangerous for the conversation to reach another stage. When I get naughty like this, his seriousness still shows.
"What are you really picking up?" I jokingly poked his side.
In this way, the feeling somehow improves.
"Are you really going to pick me up?" he repeats my word, followed by an open snort.
"Why, it"s stuck. Are you mocking me? " I moved away.
"Shut up love," he reached for my hand, "The best thing is, just join me in cooking."
This is how he often recovers when we get together. It reluctantly sleeps the problem. Whenever I notice that the complexion of my face changes, he can't do nothing.
He knew how hard the saltik sometimes hit my brain. Over the course of the relationship, at least someone finds a way to keep up.
He is the calm one, I am the dramatist. He's always the ice, I on the other hand was the breaker. If we ever break up and find a new partner, you should be just like each other.
Something I was afraid would happen. Please don't get to that point. For me, this relationship is perfect, at least sometimes the answer is inevitable. Despite all odds, we found warmth on each other's differences.
We got up together and prepared dinner together. I'm frying fish, he's in porridge. We looked like a new couple. Laugh regularly, and never stop laughing.
"Are you like Martha?" my curious question. Tired of standing so it and rested first in the high end chair.
"Nope," he answered straightforward.
I silently scanned his broad shoulders, veined arms, down to his exposed back.
His muscular body is ripping with enough musles. I couldn't help but to gasp heavily as I watched how his back curved, showing the two twin dimple at the end of his spine.
I always know he's robust and hard. But it was harder this time. Most likely due to regular exercise.
I slowly raised my hand not to touch him, but simply to imagine the feeling of its warmth in the palm.
If this is a thing called 'Kamanyakan', then I am so sorry Lord! I will just accept the full reduction in my points to go to your kingdom.
After all, this cook of my dish is delicious! I don't really do this work. Maybe just now.
And I am not even sure about it.
"You can now take the fish-"
I quickly looked up at the ceiling, leaned on the table and raised my hand even more. Suppose the paint is secretly analyzed.
"It looks like the brightness of its color is disappearing, what?"
"Are you an expert girl?" his brows slightly furrowed, "That's dirty white, expect it to really not be as light as natural white."
My lips protruded.
I'm really looking for a reason what? A policeman forgot what was in front of him. It's like a lawyer if you can find a reason and reason. So sometimes we answer because of conflicting views.
"I'm sorry."
"You are fantasizing over me," it's more of a confirmation.
His lips rose in a malicious smirk. He craned his neck and stepped closer. Close enough that had my system function aberrantly. He bent both palms on the table, confining me.
"Why do that, when you can just easily own me?" his voice toned down.
I bit my lip so hard, while the mind could no longer restrain the series of swearing. This is so out of the blue.
When he was about to bring his lips closer to mine, we could smell the burning food at the same time. He immediately turned away and faced the fish I was watching. Last cut, but still burnt. He was so hot that food couldn't stand it.
And I"ve really done that
enjoy the situation...
He quietly turned off the stove, then put on the plate the fish that had been dipped in oil, still burned.
But if he hadn't just tried to flirt with me, nothing like this would have happened. I am partly blaming him and his unjustly rigid physique. I'm doing fine both physically and emotionally years ago, not until he came. But I won't call it toxicity, instead a product of new discovery.
I stood up, embarrassed snatching the plate from him, then moved to the other side to get cutlery.
"I'm sorry, it's going to be bitter-"
"All right. You are not at fault, "he smiled and turned to me. Obviously no case occurred. Contrary to me, I just want to condemn myself for negligence.
"You'll get used to it Gee."
"How do you do that?"
"'When we're married, you'll know," he let out a deep smile before facing the cooked porridge again.
Once the sanghaya was sniffed, then the stove was turned off.
He then shamelessly took his apron off, letting me see the real form of art underneath.
I have seen it multiple times already, but swear! I am still as surprised as the first time.
He really had a different effect on me.
"You like?" He arrogantly turned his body in front of me, "Hala, ring first."
"Its thickness!" annoyed, I threw the bimpo in my hand, "That's my line!"
He chucked, "I am just kidding..."
"You don"t really count sometimes. "
Of course, that's just a lie. There wasn"t a day that I didn"t pray for moments like this with him. When at work, I always count the days until his return. If only I could, I would have gone with him there.
I am missing him when he's far away, and I am still feeling the same when he gets home from here. Even if we still meet tomorrow.
"Is that angry?" he was still teasing.
"I don't know about you!" I approached to taste what he cooked. Just like you used to do.
As expected, it tastes really good! He wasn't just a good boyfriend, submissive son, responsible brother to his siblings; but also a good cook and a real definition of husband material.
I'd die fighting for this man. Even when the time comes for destiny to test me, to play with my heart, and to make a fool of my mind, I will choose and will still choose to fight for him.
I have no regrets with the decision. Because he proved faithful to the sworn word.
"When things go tough between us, how can I move on easily from you? Considering that you almost possess the perfection in the world? " I eyed him, so close to tearing up.
"Why do you think about things that never happen? We are the beginning, we are also the last Geline... Remember that, "he wrapped his arm around my waist. In one quick motion, the kiss caressed the lips.
He kissed me passionately. With fire playing over us, defeating the blue that had lived with him for long.
I never quite thought the man I first met in a cold state would be this hot. The gentle and careful caress, the seemingly irritating twitch of the little tongue inside my mouth seemed teasing, seductive. I have no feeling to say not to find zest in what he does.
Only now has this happened again in a few months. The last time we shared intimacy was during our overnight swimming, when Kiesha got drunk after she and Zed broke up. Sometimes together in the same room, but he did not think to take advantage of the opportunity. I think I'm even more fond of seducing the two of us.
"Is it delicious?" he asked breathlessly after letting go of the kiss. He was letting ourselves breath for a moment.
"Is it porridge?" none of my own question back.
He just let out a smile.
"You are so naive, Geline ..." without further thinking, he again claimed my mouth.
It is more torrid and sensual this time. That got to the point where I could hardly keep up. He was too forceful, dominant and experienced compared to me. No matter how eager the system is, to teach me that he himself stops spontaneously. He was as if an impatient, yet dedicated master. Trying his all to teach me the art of love.
From my waist, his hand went to my tummy, and lips trailed down to my neck. He started teasing some spot, making me moan in pleasure, brought by foreign sensation. He lifted me with only one arm, then carried me to the counter.
He suddenly bit my sensitive skin. I opened my mouth, just enjoying the taste. Before I know, I close my eyes, allowing myself to be intoxicated with his touch and kisses. There"s something I can"t imagine feeling. A feeling that has only just crept into the system. He seemed to bring wild joy.
"Stop me now, when I still can Nielani ... Be mindful of your golden rule," he whispered in between his kisses.
After a few moments of traveling, its hands also found my chest. He caressed it in a gentle manner at first, until he became rough, squeezing both my mount over and over.
How else can I stop him in this situation? When he did nothing but to lit up the fire. He was sending none other than pleasure all over my system.
Do I still want him to stop?
Tangina, I can't!
"I want you-" I said, catching my breath. Not even finished speaking. A series of knocks on the door suddenly exploded.
"Oh, fuck!" he cursed rigorously. It stopped what it was doing and quickly walked away. It seemed to expire, followed by the repeated shake, "I am so sorry love."
"Why?" I sounded sensual, than confused.
"That's your mom and dad."
Mom and dad who?
"Mom and- Mom ?!" only then did I realize what he meant.
Oh my God! I was dead when he saw me in this order. The scanner was even better when looking at my body.
What if he notices something?
It can be the end of me!
"Why are they here?" I asked confused. Patalong went down to the counter, then adjusted his clothes and his hair was a bit disheveled.
"You invited them over for a dinner," he walked towards my room. I'll probably pick up the dress.
"I did?"
I reminisced about what I had done before. He stopped right at lunch, when dad called to say hello.
I did invite them for a dinner!
Why after all, is that what I forgot? We are talking about my mother here ... It's unlikely that any dirt can get rid of her.
"I'll take care of it, I'll take care of you Gee. That's a promise ..."
A week"s wait reached two, and many more days. I was really left alone in Kiesha's condo, if I didn't sulk, I would suddenly start crying. I even overcame the conceiving in this state.
Thank you for being a teacher because somehow there is something busy every morning, apart from almost a minute thinking about Zion. But sometimes I worry about the words that might be uttered in class. Maybe one day, his name won't be in his own mouth. That would be a big deal, especially if the students were foolish.
From work, I went straight to Kiesha's unit to check on what it was doing. Then write the lesson plan and read the topics to be taught the next day.
It became my usual pace after Zi's leaving. He also learned to take care of himself. But every moment feels sad, especially when remembering the simple conversations and laughter we both shared.
It's still refreshing even though it's been almost three weeks. The fact that he has not been called until now adds to the grief.
What could have happened? When will I hear his melody again?
Hopefully he can find a signal somewhere, and at least for a moment we can talk on the phone.
If then I did not like to watch the news, now every night my eyes are glued to the television, in case there is a noticeable failure of a police officer who is fighting a dangerous criminal.
I am not wishing for the possibility, but just making sure that there is no such event.
As for my bestfriend, its only few days of silence in the area of ​​the suspects were marred by the sudden death of Jake Moralde. The actress I once admired and was one of those suspected of being involved in what happened to sister Kianna.
I saw what the two of them did that night, before he was found dead at the bottom of the ravine. I saw how experienced they were on playing fire. But the aftermath of that didn"t even hit my sight because they left Jake"s house, moving to a place that was dark, quiet and free of CCTV.
Even with no evidence to show, I knew Kiesha was innocent. She can never kill a person out of rage. The man may have tried to attack her, so he was forced to fight back. But the thought of pushing it into the abyss I could not believe. I know my bestfriend too well. Someone was probably keeping an eye on her, aside from me. And that person himself took the actor"s life.
That"s the problem I have to figure out now, until the next few days.
To protect Kiesha, I hurriedly deleted the footage from Jake"s last night and replaced it with new, but realistic images. It is very difficult to estimate whether this will work with the investigating police. If it fails, it will still do other ways to protect the friend"s image. He could not face the same fate his father was facing at present. She's not going to jail for a crime she didn't commit.
We recently talked about the persona of the woman Fergus often hangs out with. Lorie Caberte. I found something odd about her biography. There is no written name of the father and mother on the soft copy of the birth certificate, even the school of origin is not written in the data I found. Only name, age, gender and some simple information are included. Something that became the basis for me to doubt his persona.
Is Lorie Caberte really its name? And during the times she and Fergus were together, was it just normal conversation going on? Or a plan already in the making?
It can be possible. Considering how dangerous a rich man can be just to protect his public image. Perhaps in these moments, they already know that someone is watching every move. I won't be surprised if one day it's suddenly difficult to access CCTV systems.

A series of doorbell sounds suddenly caught my attention shortly after the long thought. I was immediately able to get up from lying comfortably on the sofa and headed for the door.
Maybe this Grant. I called earlier. Purchased pizza in a food truck that was often parked outside the school. After all, he said come here now, I'm in love with food.
"Why did you last-"
The image was different than I expected. Not Grant, but Hans. His smile is overflowing with sweetness. Holding a box of pizza in one hand, in the other a box of ice cream.
"You're here!" I ran close to him and insisted a tight hug.
"We're here," he corrected.
To be continued...