Butterfly In You
Chapter 43: The Bitter Reality

Back to the present.

Thunder and lightning were earthy among each other amid the torrential rain that fell tonight. In a quiet room, Lilis sat alone in front of a dressing table. Removing hairpins embedded in her long hair that is broken.

Put that hairpin on the table. Staring at him long enough with the glare of my eyes. A hairpin is a wedding gift from Shehan-Suami. The hairpin was glistened exposed to the light of the lamp from the ceiling of the room. The sparkle also refracts in the lilis eyeballs. It's so beautiful. But alas, not as beautiful as the day that Lilis went through tonight.

With a weak movement the girl removed the makeup with cotton that had been given cleaning fluid, while looking at her image that no longer blushed in the mirror. Several strokes Lilis had done to the cheek area, but suddenly her hand holding the cotton drooped, landing onto the surface of the dressing table. Lilis tired, even just to clean the makeup of the face like powerless.

Not caring about the rest of the makeup still attached, Lilis left the dressing table. Change clothes with clothes that are more comfortable to wear while sleeping. Finished changing, Lilis went up to the sofa, where she rested herself. From that sofa, Lilis peered occasionally at Shehan's bed.

If usually Shehan will sit back while leaning on the headboard of the bed while accompanied by a book. Spend the rest of the day then go to sleep after no longer able to withstand the sleepiness that whack.

The bed is now empty. The stretch of blanket that covers the mattress part of the foot is still neat. No tangled strokes at all. Lilis sadly looked away, not wanting to see the bed again.

'Mas Shehan, where is Mas? It's half-hour and two in the morning, but Mas hasn't come back yet. Why didn't you tell me I wasn't going home tonight? At least don't make me wait. Because waiting without certainty does not taste good.'

Lilis lay on her back on the sofa. Both of his hands held the edge of the blanket that covered his body to the limit of his chest. He closed his eyes, although it was difficult. Trying to stay calm and not think about Shehan anymore.

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Tomorrow morning.

Shehan's eyes wrinkled, before twitching a few times and finally opening perfectly. He wakes up after spending a long night with Jesslyn. When his common sense returned, Shehan realized that he was in a different room, not his house.

'Where am I?'

Inner Shehan asked after staring at the ceiling of the room. When he was about to get up, he felt a middle hand wrapped around his stomach. At once Shehan gasped to see himself naked, chaotic and disheveled.

"Well! Jesslyn!"

Even more surprised when he saw his best friend also in the same condition, plain without a thread. Jesslyn was sleeping next to him.

"Jesslyn ...."

Shehan's eyes grew. He still refused to believe and thought that everything he saw this morning was just a dream. To wake himself up, Shehan shook Jesslyn's body many times, trying to wake her up.

"Jesslyn's! Awake, Jesslyn! Jesslyn!"

Shehan's noisy calls, forcing Jesslyn to wake up from her deep sleep. A moment later he squirmed slowly. Slowly his eyes opened. As soon as she saw Shehan in front of her, Jesslyn's smile rose.

"Good morning, Shehan. Are you awake?"

Holding the edge of the blanket to cover her exposed chest, Jesslyn got up. Without warning landed a brief kiss on Shehan's lips.

Pt ....

"What the fuck are you!"

"Akh!" Jesslyn clucked in shock as Shehan pushed her hard until she fell backwards.

"Tell me, what exactly happened, Jesslyn? Why am I in your room?" shehan asked, seriously. His gaze focused, not turning away from Jesslyn for a second.

Jesslyn turned her head, throwing a sharp glare while confirming her sitting position. "Why did you turn rude this morning, Shehan? Whereas last night, you treated me very gently!"

"Last night?" Shehan frowned confused.

"Yes, Shehan. Last night."

"What have I done to you?"

"You've slept with me!"

"What?" Spontaneous Shehan glared and gaped. His nearly-collared brows described a great shock.

"Did you forget that last night we made love until dawn, Shehan? You didn't stop doing it. Continuously, until I beg you to end it."

"No way! There's no way I'm doing it!" Shehan shook his head a few times.

Suddenly Jesslyn opened the blanket that had wrapped her chest. Intentionally wanted to show the red marks Shehan created almost all over his body. Shehan stared at it and was in disbelief, but no matter how hard he wanted to deny, all the red marks on Jesslyn's body were indeed real.

"You've seen it, haven't you? This is all the work of who, if not your actions?"

Shehan scrunched his eyes. Pressing pelipisnya. His head was heavy as if it was about to break. In her conscious state, there was no way she would want to make love to Jesslyn, but why the unfortunate event could actually happen.

Jesslyn approached Shehan, holding his shoulder about to calm the man down. "Shehan, never mind ...."

"Take me off!" Shehan brushed it off violently.

Jesslyn flinched again. "Why did you become like this? We both agreed to do it last night. Why don't you accept this fact?"

Debate is also inevitable.

"I can't possibly do it with you, Jesslyn. Because I have absolutely no feelings other than to think of you as just a friend. I remember last night I was going home. But I felt something strange had happened in my body. Say, Jesslyn! What drink have you given me?"

Jesslyn remembered mixing the medicine into Shehan's drink, but there was no way she would admit it.

"No, Shehan! I'm just giving you the same drink I drank."

"You lied! You must have mixed it up with something and made me lose control."

Shehan got off the bed, picked up his clothes that were strewn on the floor. In a hurry, he wears it again. Jesslyn then came down, visited Shehan while holding a blanket to cover her body.

"Shehan, believe! I didn't do anything to you!"

Shehan doesn't care. Her biggest wish right now was to leave Jesslyn's room. However, Jesslyn held her hand.

"Let go of me, Jesslyn!"

"Don't go, Shehan!"

"I trust you, but you did this to me!"

"I do it because I love you!"

"You have tarnished our friendship!"

"I don't want to be your friend!" Jesslyn thrashing. "I want to be yours!"

"Take me off!"

"Akh!"

Shehan pulled her hand firmly held by Jesslyn until it was completely detached.

"Shehan ... Shehan! Don't go, Shehan!"

Jesslyn yelled out a call, but Shehan did not care. He kept walking away, out of Jesslyn's house.

A few moments later.

Lilis had just taken Nurbanu on a Kindergarten bus when Shehan's car entered the courtyard. Lilis, who was already on the main doorstep, turned her head when she heard the roar of the car engine that was becoming clearer.

'It's Mas Shehan's car!' semringah.

Not directly parked his car to the garage, Shehan just parked the car in the front yard of the house and then went down with a thousand disheveled faces. He walked in a hurry to get in.

"Mas ...," call Lilis as Shehan passes by. But instead of answering. Shehan didn't even look at Lilis. Keep walking into the house with hasty steps and a drawn-out look ahead.

Lilis' head turned around, watching Shehan. 'Why else is Shehan this morning? It seems like something is not right, ' he grumbled in his heart.

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