Cherry Blossoms
Edgar's jealousy

Some of the food was in session but I left the party to the toilet inside, passing through Edgar who was turning the meat back.

As I was about to approach the toilet next to the kitchen, I heard the sound of men's shoes. Maybe it was Edgar. I turned to justify.

"Why did you follow me here? I'm going to the toilet" I said, and yes it was Edgar

He pulled me into the toilet, smirking me greedily. I could feel my heartbeat beating fast. I don't know why I put my hand around his neck. It was as if my brain and my heart were out of line. Do I miss her rough kiss?

I admit Edgar has a charm that captivates me, but to love him is too difficult especially with his harsh treatment of me.

He pressed me against the wall and took a deep sip of the arch of my neck. I hurt him like a vampire who sucks my blood

I pushed his body, but his strength was very strong, pinning me under pressure.

Edgar let go of me and looked at me sharply

"I won't let you approach another man. You're only mine so don't even think about getting close to any guy,"

She jealous....

I touched my neck that was now injured, there was a bit of blood coming out there.

"You say as if I were an item. I'm not Edgar's stuff" I said grimacing as I touched the wound on my neck

"Are you jealous?" ask me when he starts to bring his face closer. It seems like he wants to fuck me again. After I said that, he fell silent.

"Poky's very interesting, he's much better than you. He's gentle and I like him" I said deliberately praising Poky.

"How dare you praise him in front of me,"

"I'll keep praising him because it's reality" I pushed Edgar and went to another toilet.

What he did after this, I deliberately provoked his emotions between love and being lured by thin differences. I don't even know if I love him with all his rude treatment of me.

I used the restroom, upstairs and rejoined his extended family. My eyes were looking for Edgar I didn't see there.

I vaguely heard aunt Silvia and her Mama Edgar talking about the real mother's nails while enjoying her roast

"You know, I don't really like Zoya. I'm afraid he'll cheat like his mother" said Edgar's mother

I tried to get closer to her by pretending to burn something. The meat has been burned. I took the cooked meat and roasted it again. No one saw him. I did it to get information

"I don't like him either, so why did you accept him? I don't think Edgar loved him either, they looked disharmonious, in fact I never saw them join hands or even kiss," Silvia said.

"Arnold is friends with his father, and he also likes the quiet Zoya. I don't know what my husband saw, I can only obey him. You're right Edgar balked at the match, because he already had a lover out there" said Edgar's mother

"You want to make that meat go burnt, huh? Haha.... Here come with me dancing," said Poky came up to me and immediately pulled me, inviting me to dance.

"No, I can't dance" I refused with a smile.

Actually I can. It was even very proficient, but I was afraid that I might go further and make Edgar jealous. Poky may be the target of his anger.

Since all the family told me to dance with Poky, I ended up doing it.

I went round and round and fell in Edgar's arms. I was silent, between wanting to continue the dance or stop all the decisions were with Edgar, I waited for him without asking.

I think Edgar chose not to continue his dance with me, in fact he grasped both hands and fused his fingers with mine.

To be honest I was nervous, his face came towards me, peeked at my cheek and whispered.

"Did they hurt your heart?" edgar asked, I didn't answer just to keep my head down and follow his movements

"Only I can hurt you" he said again with all the selfishness he had.

He grabbed my chin and kissed my lips in front of his family. The soup was very soft, different from the previous one. Then our dance stopped on its own

Then Edgar sent Uncle Maxime

stop the piano game.

"Please stop, please uncle Maxim," said Edgar

"By not diminishing my respect for you, you better just go home!" edgar kicked out all his family

"Edgar, what do you mean?" ask Arnold Edgar's dad

"What's wrong with you? They are from far away just to be happy with all of us" said Edgar's mother

I was surprised by what Edgar said

"No, I see that the only happy thing is aunt Silvia. I think it's enough to get here this garbage party. My wife is tired and we need a break. Excuse me," said Edgar pulling me from the place, but only a few steps did he stop and turn around

"Oh yeah I forgot, especially for my Mama and Aunt Silvia. I want you to leave my Mansion right now. I don't like you guys talking about my wife in the back" Edgar said, expelling his own mother and sister Silvia outright.

Edgar turned around and took my hand again. Don't know what happened to him. Was he just defending me? Intentionally dipping me in front of his family so that my status is not in doubt in front of them. Or he wants to press Poky that I belong to him. Which is correct, which is clear I can't read Edgar's character.

I liked this guy. I continued to look at her face without blinking, feeling protected and without feeling like we were in a dark room.

Edgar stroked my cheeks slowly, touched my lips and began to kiss me. One kiss then he looked at me for a long time, twice a kiss that lasted a little longer and several times a kiss while pulling my waist to get closer to him.

"Zoya, I'm jealous to see you with Poky" Edgar said

"I'll treat you gently from now on" Edgar said but I didn't believe him right away.

"If you think I'm yours, make sure I'm the only one who can have you" I said with the intention that Edgar would release his girlfriend

I couldn't possibly say to leave her lover, it must have hurt her and felt hard to leave but if I give her a challenging choice, I hope she prefers me.

Edgar did not answer, his fingers focused on removing all the cloths that were attached to my body. And his thoughts and views are on me.

My mind refused, afraid that she would treat me like yesterday. This time he treated me very gently. Setting a tempo that makes me feel the passion and enjoy every rhythm created.

He is like a composer who arranges the composition of instrumental and vocal music melded into one to create a melody that can warm the soul.