Chapter 4

In the next morning, Liro wasn’t here. I know already where he is and I understand him. He just love my sister that much and I know that I am the hindrance to their love story. In the first place, I should be the one who say sorry to them. I broke them apart.

I touched my tummy just like what I did every time I’m sad. I wanted my baby to know that mommy is okay no matter what happened.

I just walk downstairs and make a cup of tea. Maybe I’ll just clean the house all day and explore it for me not get bored.

‘What should I make for breakfast?’

I open the refrigerator to find something to eat. There’s jam and bread, bacon, eggs and meats. I don’t have the appetite today but I need to eat for my baby’s health.

“Baby what do you want for breakfast?” I laugh a little because I asked my baby who obviously won’t answer me yet.

“Eggs and hotdog love.” My smile faded after I heard the familiar voice of the man who looks like my husband. I didn’t move a second and my heart started to pump loudly. I can literally hear it right now. I inhale a little bit of air and started to think wisely. I need to know him more.

“Okay,” I simply replied and get the eggs and 1 pack of hotdog. When I face him, he was looking at me intently. His lapis lazuli eyes mesmerized me which captivated my mind and soul the moment that I look into his eyes. I can’t even take my eyes on him. He’s so beautiful. His eyes are so beautiful but I should not let my guard down. I should not let myself get fooled by his beauty.  He’s not the male version of goddess Aphrodite so I should not get swayed to his looks.

“W-Where have you been? I haven’t seen you early in this morning.” I pretended to know nothing. I pretended that I didn’t know that he’s not my husband anymore.

“I’m so sorry love. Did I make you worried?” He takes one step closer to me and I wanted to run away but I force myself not to. I remained standing in front of him and keeping my calm even though deep inside, I am in deep trouble. My mind is in chaos for the right thing to do.

“I did not. I’m just asking why I didn’t saw you when I woke up.” I slightly push him away and turn my back to him so that I can proceed to cook. I inhale and exhale once again for me not to be scared.

“I woke up early than you and off to my friend’s house for some errands.” He answered and I just nodded while continue to peel the cellophane surrounded the hotdogs.

“You need some help there, love?” No. I can do this was supposed to be my answer but then, I said the opposite “Yes please. Thank you.” I immediately avoided his gaze and ready the pan.

“Do you have something to do right now sweetheart?”

Why did he asked?

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s go out for a date.” I was shock for a moment but then I manage to smile to hide the nervousness on my system. Is he plotting of something? Or he’s just simply asking for a date?

I laugh a little and go to his side to get the bacon and hotdogs. “Do you like… fried rice?” I asked.

“Yes love. Thank you.” He said and kiss my forehead. I didn’t move a bit because I was surprise to his actions. I didn’t see that coming actually.

“Why do you look like shock? Aren’t I doing that to you often?” He was referring to a kiss and to answer his question, yes. He’s not doing it to me I mean Liro wouldn’t kiss my forehead and call me sweetheart like what he did right now.

“Of course you do. You’re my husband after all so it’s pretty normal.” I lied. I want him to know that I and Liro had a normal relationship like a husband and wife.

“Okay love. I’ll just go upstairs to get my phone.”

“Okay. Just hurry because we will eat.” I said without looking at him. I can’t stand his gaze. His stare speaks authority.

After a few minutes, it became quite. I thought he’s gone and off to the master’s bedroom but when I turn around I jump because of surprise. 

I was surprised that he was there in my side. He did not leave and he just stared at me intently.

I don't know how he makes me to look at him. It’s like a magnet that sticks my sight onto him. How does he manage to command me to look at him even when he doesn’t say a thing?

"Why?" I admit that my heart is pounding. It is so loud, louder than before. I just stared into his eyes for a minute.

He was looking at me. He stepped closer. I did not move. When he was in front of me, he looked up. Seeing how he captivated me with no sweat is another thing.

I took a deep breath. I knew he was breathing the air I was exhaling. But the more I do that, the more I see the lust in his eyes. It’s visible; it isn’t hard for me to notice that.

"My wife is beautiful." Were the words he let out. He touched my cheek as his lips moved closer to mine.

Feeling the touch of his lips on my cheek made me close my eyes. It’s warm. It’s relaxing and at the same time, it’s full of care.

"The man who will neglect you is a fool." Which man is he referring to? Is it my husband?

"What are you saying?" I asked with a laugh as I tried to avoid his gaze.

"Look at me love," the smile disappeared from my lips. It's just a simple word but here I am following what he said. I didn’t know why but my heart would explode because of nervousness.

Seems like I am melting because of his stares at me. Too deep, too serious.

"You're really beautiful." I bit my lip because I'm not used to being told beautiful. My sister always praises by many people. She’s the beautiful and I'm not. She’s loved by many and I was being ignored.

"Stop it," I shrugged. Stay away from him a little. I knew he was lying. I'm not pretty.

"I'm not pretty. Don't say that to me anymore.”

"Really? Why isn't that what I see?" He immediately lift my face. I stared into his eyes again.

He is not lying. He is serious. What I see in his eyes is pure admiration. How does he do all this?

How can he say I'm beautiful without lying?

How can he make me feel perfect?

How does he manage to crack the wall I made for myself for just a second?

"Look at me. Do you see the lying in my eyes?" I bit my lip because no. I didn’t see it in his eyes.

Everything he said to me is not a joke. And I cried this time. Who is he? Why am I like this to him?

"I feel that you are not comfortable with me. I'm your husband. Why are you so distant?”

Because I know you're not Liro. I know that you are an impostor so I don't know why I let my guard down every time you speak.

"Haven't I been a good husband to you?" I bit my lower lip because he didn't. Liro has not been a good husband to me.

But he is not my husband because he is not Liro.

"No." I answered weakly as I looked down.

   He lifted my face again. His face was full of remorse as he looked at me.

"I'm sorry love." He suddenly hugged me. I'm surprised, I was caught off guard. He was pulling me into his arms. As if like he’s saying that it’s okay, I’m here. I won’t hurt you instead I will protect you and with that, I let myself to be weak in front of the man that is stranger to me.

After that moment, it became awkward. One thing for sure, Liro is not sweet to me but this man is the sweetest man that I ever met. I really wanted to know his name. Currently we are in the pool because he’s helping me to clean it.

“Love, come let’s swim.” Let me rephrase my word, it became awkward just on my part. Him? Nevermind.

“No, I’m not in the mood to swim right now.” I said. He takes off his shirt as I watch him closely. His physique is more defined than Liro. What a body.

“C’mon love. Join me here.” I turned my gaze away. His body is a great temptation.

“It’s okay, I’m not in the-“ I didn’t finish my sentence when the man exactly look like my husband is coming forward to me wearing only the one piece of cotton. I can clearly see the bulk under his thigh. I gulp because it’s big.

I wonder how big his friend is.

“Eyes up love, don’t look at my friend. You’re making me horny.” My check turns red and I hurriedly run inside our house without looking back at him.