So Many Times
EIGHTEEN
...Can I consider him mine forever? No, you can love her but she's not yours, stop torturing your heart!...
...♡♡♡...
•
•
•
•
•
Alana POVs
I looked at Dareel who was now preparing the ingredients in the kitchen. I looked down at the reddish marks on my chest, I had done it with Dareel. I gave Dareel the most important thing for a woman.
How about next, I don't know either. I also don't know what I'm feeling right now, whether I'm sorry or even happy for giving it to Dareel.
However this was not true, from the beginning our relationship was not okay. Why do I believe in Dareel, after he left me and came back. Alana...why are you easily defeated by your feelings, remember, every time you are destroyed it is because you are too weak and your feelings are responsible. My soul in my heart
"Al, the groceries are lacking, do we need to shop first?" The dareel sound from the kitchen broke my daydream. "Ah yes, I forgot to order the ingredients. Yesterday and today aunty's on clearance, I forgot." My speech.
"Are we just delivering?" Dareel asked walking over to me. I just nodded in response, "Well, what do you want to eat?"
After waiting for a while, the food ordered by Dareel had arrived. Now that we were both at the dining table, I glanced at the dareel who had finished his meal.
"Al, may I ask you something?" Dareel asked as I had finished my meal as well. "What?" Ask me to take a sip of water, "from now on call me you yes, don't lo me. I'm not a stranger to you, even now I'm responsible for you. Whisper?" Darel looked at me.
I nodded and continued to eat the pudding, "I'm responsible for myself? You mean what?" I asked Dareel who had not stopped looking at me.
"Should you agree to call me you, how come you're me again?" Dareel asked me back. "If you are not clear, I still call it" said I do not want to lose.
"I've never played around with relationships, Al. We've come this far and I won't let you go that easy." I stared at the silent dareel, suddenly I thought of papa, what if papa knew what happened to me and dareel.
"Okay, I'm you, from now on I'm you, fine." I continued to eat the pudding that was delayed. "Do you think this is a joke?" Dareel said slowly, but when I turned my face to face like asking for an explanation.
"No, I'm not kidding" I replied, suppressing my words. "Just a little confused, what kind of relationship do you mean. Didn't we end up eight years ago?" I stared back at Dareel.
"I'm here now and I'll start again. Even if the question comes out of your mouth thousands of times, you will still answer with the same answer. Whether you want it or not, I'll keep mine." Dareel stood up and walked into the kitchen after saying that long statement.
I followed Dareel, "That connection you mean, that relationship you do to anyone?" ask the dareel who is washing his hands. "To anyone?" Dareel looked at me confused.
I smiled averted my eyes, "One night stand? Ever heard? What kind of relationship do you mean?" I asked Dareel who was now staring at me sharply.
"What we did yesterday do I look like I'm playing you? Don't you feel how I treat you?" dareel shook his head and left me.
I rubbed my face, again I hurt her feelings. But this is what I have to do, Dareel seriously said that I will not let go of me again. But what if papa knew all this, I don't want to dareel and his uncle got hurt again like eight years ago.
I saw Dareel coming down from the second floor, he took the keys to his car in my room. Looks like Dareel's coming home, "I'm coming home, and what you said earlier, I assume you didn't say anything earlier. Don't say that, even to see another woman I'm not interested." Dareel kissed my forehead and went by.
I saw my phone vibrating, Come to the office, it's important. And under all our stock inventory data, write the message. There's nothing you suddenly told me to come on a Sunday like this.
*
"Is there a problem? What's going on?" Say it when I get to the office. I saw 7 people coming from some part of this company, and I saw that papa was walking around in agitation.
Papa threw some documents at my front desk. I sat down and read one by one the document, I was astonished, why in one month the company's stock declined, how could it.
Previously there had never been this kind of problem, let alone declining stocks and in addition some colleagues withdrew the cooperation agreement, what was going on really.
I stared one by one at the employees in the room, "There's no way this kind of problem could have happened without the involvement of insiders, it's a detailed matter and only the people in this company know our stocks and plans going forward, there must be a mistake." I said thinking of the possibility that someone might leak some information to a competing company.
*
"Otherwise?" Ask me lazily, "Why involve me and make me a guarantee? Was I always the puppet that everyone wanted you to be, was I?" Ask me, when papa will say something I go out and go.
It hurts a lot to remember I could never determine my own life.
Ethan POVs
I accidentally passed through Alana's company, and I saw Alana walking across the street. "Alana," I shouted.
I stopped by the side of the road and Alana approached me, "Sister, where are you from?" Alana smiled at me. "Come in, you're not under the car?" I told Alana to get in the car and drive her home.
"Just take a walk, accidentally saw you. Instead of taking a taxi, mending me anterin go home," I said after alana entered and put on her seatbelt.
"What streets have you been seeing your girlfriend? Story dong has a girlfriend." Alana smiled, bringing her face closer to me.
"What girlfriend? I'm sitting real, like a kid." I pushed Alana's forehead. "Yes, yes" Alana crossed her arms and faced the front but still glanced at me.
"What?" Ask me when she doesn't stop looking at me, "Said Nattali, you want to know your boyfriend to me. When?" Alana. Damn, what nattali told alana.
"What did nattali tell you? Truly a troublemaker," I said, but alana instead laughed. I glanced at the alana from the glass, I also smiled and subconsciously rubbed her hair.
"It's time for lunch, want to eat Japanese food? My American friend got married to a jeoang and opened a restaurant around here." I explained to Alana, I saw that she was very interested because she liked Japanese cuisine.
"Well, I just found out that there's a new restaurant in the area. Want... Come on, brother," said Alana could not be silent, I shook my head to see her.
"Too busy working is also good, so do not know if there are your favorite restaurants around here." I said to Alana. "Sister too, in America busy work until forget the same country itself." Alana looked at me cynically.
True, I deliberately busy myself with work while in America but I can never forget this country, more precisely I can not forget one of its citizens who is now sitting beside me.
*
"You choose which pesen." I gave Alana a menu book. "Okay," I saw Alana looking happy, but I knew she was thinking about a lot of things, one of which was the decline of her company and the engagement that was held the day after.
After waiting for a few minutes, the food we ordered came. Alana ordered Washoku, a traditional Japanese dish with rice, vegetables, soup, salads and various pickles. So did I who ordered the same food, because me and alana are both lovers of Washoku.
...
...
"Sister, wait for me to go to the bathroom." Alana stand. "Hemm, okay," I replied nodding, but suddenly Alana's phone on the table shook and displayed a familiar name for me.
Dareel, I tried to remember that name but it seems like I completely forgot. I ignored the call on Alana's phone even though I was very curious, why did this man call Alana repeatedly.
I dare to see the incoming message on Alana's phone sent by the man named Dareel. Looks like I won't be able to come to your apartment, sorry, Al. But I've sent you a gift and some snacks to fill the fridge. I love you more than anything
What is this guy talking about, coming to the apartment? A present for Alana? And I love you? What is the relationship between the two of them, why from yesterday Alana did not say anything to me.
Not done I thought about what happened, the man named Dareel sent me another message. And please don't ignore my phone, I want to be a part of your life again. I miss you 😚
Dareel, dareel, dareel. As I had heard his name, I quickly copied the phone number of the dareel to my phone.
I saw Alana walking closer to me, I smiled and put down her phone again. Al, what are you hiding from me, do you already have a lover? Is my return now in vain?. Ask me in my heart
...TBC...
...*****...
Vote and comment on gaiss 🙂
Thank you 😊
