(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
(Kayshila)This morning was very warm, maybe because I forgot to close the curtains on the bedroom window that hung in front of me. So the sunlight had entered the room. Actually, there is something strange. Ever since I opened my eyes, something has hit my body. I spread the blanket and looked inside. A big hand wrapped around my waist. Instantly I sat up and looked beside me; Ishan?!"Hmm, Citra. Don't disturb me while I sleep," he said, annoyed, and turned his back to me. I could feel his tired voice. For a while, I could only see his back and got out of bed. Ishan didn't move at all. He's sleeping soundly. It occurred to me why I was in his room last night. He must have thought that I was thinking about him when I texted him.I saw his suitcase lying in his dressing room and opened it. It looks full from the outside. It turns out that his clothes were deliberately piled up and not folded. I took it all out and
(Kirana)I fumbled for my cell phone, which was ringing loudly. Not an alarm but an incoming call."Hello.""Morning, Citra."I looked at my phone screen, and there was a regular phone number on it. Her voice is like Ishan's Mama. My brain is still not working."Morning," I replied lazily while rubbing my eyes."Sorry, I woke up early. You don't have to go home this morning?" Oh yeah, right. This is Mama Ishan's voice."Why, Mrs.?""Daven said he had business.""Oh, I see…."Why is Ishan on business and not informing me directly? Why did his mother have to call me?"If Daven can't, let me just go there." I offer."Coincidentally, Auntie and Om have urgent business." Mama Ishan's voice was a bit different. "Alright then. Please continue your sleep."Mama Ishan hung up the phone quickly. I fell back asleep until noon, and my phone rang again."Hello."
(Meira)The bell rang loudly. I got up from my couch and walked towards the door. Open it quickly. This man looks messy and miserable."You're still not successful to get her?" I asked him because he went straight into the hotel room.That man plopped down on the sofa. He took a sip of the wine I just drank a little in the glass."She's not interested in me anymore," he said. There was a feeling of despair in his voice."Oh?? Right, this is the deal; you have to retake Citra from Daven!" I'm very emotional."Her gaze is different from mine.""Yeah, I don't want to know. That's your business!" I shouted. "If you can't, I have to use the next step.""You want to kidnap and torture her again?" he asked, a little scared."Don't you often torture her?"This man, Edric, Citra's ex-fiancé, was speechless. He looked at the wine bottle."I have to get Davendra before they get ma