(Not) My Crown Ruler
025

"Hoaayama...!"

The man walked into the main door of his house and yawned. The clock has shown at half six in the morning. The man was only able to return home from Anisa boarding house after the rain subsided and ordered a taxi online. While the motorbike is still he lives in the boarding house of the beautiful woman.

Louis is really sleepy right now. He was tired, but happy too. Last night he spent time alone with Anisa despite the walls of the boarding room. But for some reason, that was enough to make Louis happy.

The man in a black jacket slung over his shoulder appeared to be swinging his legs up the stairs, intending to head to the second floor where his private room was located. But arrived, though,

"Louis." The sound made Louis stop his footsteps. The man who was very sleepy turned around. He saw a glamorous middle-aged woman walking out of the living room, approaching him with a pink invitation paper in her hand.

"Auntie Martha?" said Louis.

Yes, it was Martha, Louis' aunt and Luke, mother of Bertrand Lefando Lincoln.

"You just got home?" ask Martha.

"Yes, Auntie," Louis replied with a smile.

"Where's bitrand?" asked Martha to look for the whereabouts of her son, making Louis look scrunched his forehead.

"Betrand hasn't come home yet?" ask Louis.

"Yet. Auntie thinks she's gone with you. You see from last night chat Aunty is not reciprocated. Aunty telfon also not lifted," said Martha.

Louis quiet. Looks like his assistant and cousin was taking off longing with his lover. Making Betrand seem to forget everything while being with Rhea.

Yes, Betrand is arguably dead love with the girl he has been dating since High School. They've been dating for a long time. Long distance because Rhea chose to pioneer a career as a designer abroad in fact does not make the relationship between the two tenuous. Both of them look warm and friendly. Betrand always took the time to visit the country where Rhea started his career every two weeks. So did Rhea who always took the time to come to the homeland every time she had free time. And when they meet and miss each other, yes. Both will forget time and forget everything.

Louis was drowsy and smiled at Martha.

"Maybe Betrand is the same as Rhea, Auntie" said the man.

Martha took a long breath. "That child, if it were the same Rhea would have forgotten everything!" grumbled the middle-aged woman.

Louis chuckles. "Name is also rarely met, Auntie. Yes, at most, go home, too".said Louis.

Martha took another deep breath. He looked at Louis' tired face. The movement of the hand touched the face of the nephew and moved it to the right and to the left as if observing a handsome face with sleepy eyes.

"Where did you come home at this hour? This is your face also looking very tired?! You staying up late? Whynot? It's not unusual for you to be like this!" said Martha who seemed to have memorized the character and lifestyle of the nephew. Louis has always practiced a healthy lifestyle. His schedule of activities is regular. He hardly ever sleeps late at night if there is nothing urgent.

"Yes, I have a lack of rest. I'm going to the room, I'm going to sleep. Later if Betrand comes home, says I'm not going to the office, Auntie. I'm tired, I want to rest" said Louis softly. Martha smiled as she rubbed the niece's cheek that she was so proud of.

Louis smiled again. "Thank you, Auntie. Then I go in first" said Louis.

Martha nodded. Louis turned around, about to return up the stairs to the second floor. But just a step he climbed the stairs, arrived...

"Eh, Louis, wait!" martha said again making Louis look back.

"What's up, Auntie?" ask Louis.

Martha went up one step, approaching Louis.

"Here, there's an invitation for you!" said Martha while handing over a pink birthday invitation letter that has been in her hands since.

Louis turned the invitation around.

"That's from Natasha, Mr. Wijaya's grandson. Tomorrow they will have a birthday party for their granddaughter. You were invited there" said Martha.

Louis smiled at Martha. "I tried to come, Auntie."

"Yes, don't just try, dong. You should come. Natasya was really hoping you came here, even he himself who came here yesterday for the invitation. But unfortunately you're not home!" martha said.

Louis smiled. "Yes, God willing I'm coming. Yes, yes, Auntie. I'm so tired!" said Louis.

"Yes, you're resting, gih!" martha said later, rubbing Louis's shoulder.

The man turned back his body. He hurried away from the aunt with a letter of invitation in his hand. The man entered his room and closed the door. He lightly threw the invitation letter onto the table without reading it. Luke throws his jacket over a single sofa there. He then dropped his tired body onto the king-size bed in a prone body position and both hands stretched out. Louis closed his eyes. A smile suddenly formed from his lips while the nose was able to catch a smell of cheap perfume from his black shirt.

Yeah, it's her shirt that Anisa washed a few days ago. The perfume of the shirt was exactly the same as the perfume of the doll and the blanket of Anisa that she wore last night. Calming energy.

Louis changed his body position to become supine. He reached into his jeans pocket and took out a flat object from inside there. A message from Betrand that was sent about fifteen minutes ago appears to be on the phone.

"Sorry😁" she wrote alongside a photo of a beautiful woman sleeping on her bare chest. The background of a hotel room is clearly visible there.

"Curtain!" Louis screeches. He had suspected this before. Betrand and Rhea's courtship style is indeed quite bold. Although not 'as brutal' Luke, but not infrequently the two spend time together with a vacation and stay together.

Louis just shook his head. He threw the phone. He rolled back there. He turned his body to his stomach and began to close his eyes to replace his delayed night rest.

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