Cold Man And Miss Stone
74. Stop hiding

"Is your sanity left somewhere else?"

Of course it's sarcastic. But Samuel muttered yes, putting his hand holding Emilia's hand on his chest.

"My harmony is here. In you."

"Stop asking me jokes, Samuel Ahkam. I offer—"

"Happiness for those who are threatened is not happy. I-i know. Therefore, for the fee, I want your happiness and mine. Together."

Emilia could not see anything but she vowed to dislike this atmosphere. Her chest felt strange and foreign.

"Listen, Emilia." Samuel's hand cupped his face. Leading Emilia looked up even though she clearly only saw darkness. "I have a mother. And I know my mother's greatest happiness is me."

"...."

"I want you, Little Girl." Samuel's thumb moved to caress his lips. "I want to see you happy with your greatest happiness. Just chill. I heard it from my mom. What made him suffer was not me, but Suryanata. Then I will not be Suryanata to my son. So that you're happy."

"Stop talking crap—"

"Not bullshit." Samuel muttered as he pulled Emilia's body in his arms. "Unless you say that the guy who likes you is full of shit."

Why is it Emilia's fault?

"Gosh, Emilia. A great girl like you is only liked by nonsense."

"Why should I—"

"Well, that's how. You said it yourself."

"I'm not—"

"But you said I was bullshit."

Why is it wrong for Emilia when she is talking nonsense?!

Strangely enough, Emilia was made to shut up. Just silence felt Samuel's embrace grow tighter, leading him to a vague feeling he didn't recognize.

Emilia's afraid. Is his life in danger? It's palpitations. Did his blood pressure surge?

"Emilia-ku." Samuel whispered on his lips. "Stop hiding."

...*...

Emilia chose not to answer. He did not wait for anyone's eyes to replace his. Losing this eye was Emilia's fault, so she didn't wait for someone to lose an eye for her.

Independently Emilia sat on her bed, but Samuel soon enveloped Emilia's naked body.

"I want chocolate." Emilia muttered as Samuel gave her a glass of mineral water.

Though he did not see, he knew Samuel was smiling. "Hot or cold?"

"Cold."

"All right." Samuel kissed his forehead. "Wait here. I'll make it."

There was silence around Emilia as Samuel left. He fumbled around the bed, skipping Samuel's shirt lying just by the pillow to reach for his doll.

Did he really accept Samuel? Is it true that he did this? Emilia doesn't know. It's hard to know. Maybe he was scared.

Because emotions are weakness. And what Samuel has to offer is a game of emotion.

"Senior."

"Your love will be angry you call Mahesa after making love."

Nine's voice on the intercom answered Emilia. He turned his head, looking for a button near the bed to press it. "Stop peeping."

"Emilia, I have no taste in seeing Samuel Ahkam naked, okay? I just saw you guys kissing." Nine chuckles. "But, well, that's progress. Don't mention Mahesa again."

Emilia was nervous. Or maybe agitated. "Can't I talk to Senior for a moment? I just want—"

"Convince yourself. My dear, stop slamming yourself. If you still need to talk to Mahesa about something weird about you, she'll be disappointed."

"But—"

"Your love is coming."

Emilia let go of the hand from the button, sitting still until the sound of the door opening. He had no idea why it felt a bit scary as Samuel sat down, handing him a glass of cold milk chocolate.

"I gave him a straw. Drink."

Trying to look ordinary, Emilia took a sip.

...*...