(Kayshila)
This weekend, Ishan didn't sleep in my apartment. The reason is that he wants to accompany his parents. He invited me to stay at his house. Since I remembered the incident in Ishan's room, I turned it down. Ishan's mother looked disappointed. After all, today and tomorrow are weekends. As of Sunday, he was still calling me and asking what I was doing. After that, in the next few days, as usual, he did not contact me at all. I also never tried to contact him.
Until on Wednesday, he contacted me. That he had just landed from Singapore and sent me to his house, fortunately, two days ago I worked late, and today I can relax. I was out of the office at half-past five in the afternoon. Drive my car in the crowd of vehicles on the street.
When I arrived at Ishan's h
(Kayshila)I tried to open my eyes when I heard people chatting either in front of me or behind me because their voices were resounding. All I saw was darkness, and then I realized that my eyes were covered with cloth, my mouth couldn't be opened because a sizeable sticky tape covered it, and my legs were tied too. It looks like I'm bound to a chair. I remember the taxi driver got out of the taxi and opened the taxi door to me, and seemed to gag something at me until I was unconscious.What time is it?Where am I?Why am I tied up?I shook my body with all my might until my body fell.BRAAKI fell on my arm. It hurts, fucking hurts. The people who were chatting just now fell silent and what could be heard were footsteps moving closer and closer towards me. This guy didn't speak, but I think this guy was annoyed that I could listen to his breath. I didn't try to scream at all to listen to the situation. I
(Kayshila)I've been awake since morning. The nurse has repeatedly entered the room to check on me and deliver breakfast. I could see the overcast clouds outside through the enormous window pane. Then slowly the rain wet the glass window. Even though it feels like taking a walkout. The smell of rusty iron and pooling water was in my nose.Meanwhile, Ishan looks busy with his cellphone. His eyes look gloomy. On the sidelines, he played with his cell phone; his eyes continually glanced at me. He led me to the bathroom many times. He also forbade me to lock the bathroom."Ishan.""Hmmm." he muttered."I'm bored. I want to walk down the hall.""Ever since you came to this hospital, there have been reporters and visitors or nurses who suddenly became paparazzi." he explained. Ishan approached me, still looking at his phone screen. "Here see." He gave his cell phone to me. There is a photo of Ishan himself with vario
(Davendra)I threw the gray velvet blanket up to my feet. Then I sat and looked around. Still quiet. There was no fuss either in the kitchen or in the bathroom. Usually, Citra is already noisy in the kitchen or the bathroom. I always sleep in front of the TV, on the couch. I walked to the balcony and opened the window. The morning air that comes in makes my mood always good. Unintentionally, I yawned twice. In between yawning, Citra opened the door to her room. Her looks and hair are tousled. Her face without make-up always makes my skin crawl because her face is always beautiful like that, especially if you speak with different expressions."OMG." She was surprised when I emerged from the balcony and approached her."Hi.""You were here last night?" she asked as she entered the bathroom. What she usually does."Yes. I'll be here at half past three." I answered. My voice is screaming because she's in the bathroom. Cit
(Kayshila)The next morning,When I woke up from my sleep, I found Ishan asleep in the lounge chair near the balcony. I thought he didn't come to my apartment because he wasn't there all night. It was unusual for him to fall asleep on the floor like this. Could it be that he had fallen asleep on the couch and then moved over to it? I saw the sofa in front of the TV was a mess. The pillow fell, and the blanket was scattered."The air here is so cool and fresh." said Ishan, closing his eyes. "Your sense was good to choosing this apartment and the position of the balcony."Since today is Sunday, usually neither of us has any plans. I had time to stop by Rangga's tower accompanied by Ishan and have breakfast there. After breakfast, I know, Ishan got a call from Teguh and had time to go out for a while. Then he didn't come back until tonight and the next few days.I only got three chats over the past few days.ishan
(Kayshila)After passing approximately eight hours of traveling from Jakarta to Ninoy Aquino International airport in Manila, it was already eight in the morning. Manila is more or less the same as Jakarta. The difference is in Manila; the city has many European buildings that are still well preserved, the former Spanish colony. I was stunned in the taxi with my sunglasses. Finally, we arrived at a big hotel. Ishan only took about ten minutes to confirm the hotel room he had booked. He is seen holding his hotel room card. And come… Ishan opened his hotel door wide so I could enter our luggage. I was stunned. Gaze."Do you like it?" Ishan asked proudly.How can I not like it? When the door opened, there was a large living room spread out and to the right was a large window covered in a white curtain. Under the large window was a Jacuzzi. I can see the city view fro
(Kayshila) I sat in a small cafe that was not too crowded. Edric gave me the address on a piece of paper when I turn back to the hotel from the park around the hotel that time after breakfast. He asked me to meet him. At first, Ishan wanted to accompany me, but I refused. "I don't believe in him. He looks like a bad guy." quipped Ishan that time in the room when I was getting ready to leave. "Ishan, I know that." "If you already know, why do you still want to meet him?" Ishan looks sulky. I just smiled at Ishan and then closed the hotel room door. I stared at Edric for a long time. He didn't even start the conversation. My hands are sweating cold. "How are you?" Finally, I asked. "Not good," he answered. I frowned. "Why?" "I didn't find you in our apartment." Oh, does he feel he still has me? "It's been almost a year since I moved. Since you left me
(Davendra)In my sleep, I can feel Citra hugging me very tightly. Her breath felt warm against my chest. She curled up in the cold and pulled up the thick blanket. Suddenly, she sat up and looked around. Maybe she saw me sleeping and bare-chested. Then she immediately got off and ran to the bathroom. I was still half-conscious when Citra woke up and tried to fall back asleep because I was very sleepy. But the noise in the toilet bothered me.I quickly took off the covers and stepped into the bathroom. Citra is sitting in front of the toilet. She vomited all the contents of her stomach. I stroked her back to the back of her neck and gave her a bottle of mineral water. She grabbed it and took a sip."There's still some wine left, and you can finish it." I quipped. Citra didn't answer me. She was busy taking deep breaths and exhaling them many times to keep from throwing up again. Instantly, she stood up and returned to the bed and wr
(Kayshila)After Manila, I didn't meet Ishan because he had to return to Singapore for business. I'm used to it, so I can focus on other things. Today, the air conditioner in the building is very cold. Maybe it's because it's raining hard outside. Inggrid and I walked as usual to our office after lunch in the building's cafeteria. I found someone familiar standing in the middle of the downstairs lobby as we were about to head for the elevator. Edric. He seemed to be waiting for me while holding his phone. I walked over to her holding Ingrid's hand for her to follow me."Why are you here?" I asked bluntly and looked displeased, curious at the same time. Inggrid was still confused."I'm waiting for you. After we met in Manila, I thought, you unblocked my number." Edric smiled. His smile made me swoon and made the hairs on my neck stand on end. I let go of Ingrid's hand that I had been holding."What's wrong with wanting to mee