Happy Ending's
Chapter 12: Buying Clothes

"So you ran away from your husband's house? Ckckck ... girls today, if again a storm with her husband immediately went from home. Not talked about yet." 

"Not officially a husband, Ma. Still fiancee. That's what I had to."

"Well, does anyone mean you're fiancee to Antonius? You can run, run, or run away. But in fact you want to. Isn't that right, Pa?"

Papa nods his head even though it does not mean to agree. We were having dinner and yes .. as usual I had to prepare my ears and mind to be strong in the face of mama's babbling. I often ask myself, are mama-mama out there the same as my mama?

"Key doesn't want to be a bad boy, Ma."

"If you are ungodly stay Mama scribbled from the family card. Then Mama cursed you to be a rock."

"Here ... already ... justin Keyla eat first, Ma. This is his home too. He can come home anytime." Papa interjected to mediate our conversation. 

"Eat, Key. After that sleep," continued papa and I nodded. I was tired and wanted to sleep comfortably in my own room. 

"Antonis knows you're here, Key?" Mama asked as she scooped up the bean sauce for the hodgepodge on her plate. 

"Know. I told aunt, I'm."

"Mama so remember when we were still Junior High Agreement with Sabrina if we have children we will be betrothed. Finally the promise was realized seamlessly without a hitch!" Mom talks while laughing. Wonderful deh. You can make a childish promise. 

"Fortunately again, Antoninus liked Keyla while still in the womb. Papa remember, don't you? It was a time when she was little and was here because she wanted to see Keyla was born?"

"Remember .. remember. When Sabrina was going to the UK and Antonius was crying because he didn't want to be invited, right?"

"Rubber, Pah. Oh my goodness ... Antonius every chance there must be mama's stomach cringing while saying my princes. Uhhh so sweet!"

Grrrrhhh!! Mama was more lebaynya. 

"Key to the room first, Mah. Pah," I said flat after finishing my dinner and washing the dishes. 

"Chat here dong, Key," stop Mama.

"Tomorrow again, Ma. Keyla's tired!"

I dropped my body on the bed flexing my muscles to be more relaxed. I was very sleepy and slowly my eyes closed.

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 I blinked my eyes and at a glance I saw a male figure sleeping beside me. It must be just a dream. And I closed my eyes again. It's too early to get up and move because my body feels so tired.

"Wake up." I heard a familiar voice accompanied by a small peck attached to the cheek.

I must have been dreaming. I don't want to open my eyelids. And when I wanted to move my body, it was suddenly so hard. Weight. I've never felt this way before. Maybe this is what people say. Overlapping.

I opened my eyes. Slowly. And there was a chest plastered in front of my eyes. It's just a dream, Key. I'm trying to convince myself. But my body is getting harder to move. Like someone has grabbed me and won't be let go.

The chest was prominent and very hard. Hmmm .. scent of a man. I've sure smelled this before. Antoninus?

"Wakeup. I want to talk to you," he continued, stroking my head. 

"Antonius?" ask me with a lazy tone. Someone who just woke up.

"Hmmmmm,"

"I'm having trouble breathing. Don't you realize your body is so big?"

"Why are you here?" ask me while making small circles on his chest with my index finger. 

"Following you," he replied while kissing my head.

"Are you jealous of Anna? Or is there something else?" I could hear Antonius' heartbeat. And I bit off the protruding part of his chest. "Both!"

Uhh! Antonius screeched because I bit him so hard. But she flinched and kept hugging me.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Not yet."

"Is there anything else you want to do?"

"Who is that flirtatious witch?"

He laughed at my question. "Anna came to get the script. He's a friend and owner of a publisher, too,"

"Stevan A?"

"Hmm." 

I've guessed. Stevan A is Stevan Antonius. The author of a book that is always a best seller and mysterious. Romance-Mystery has always been a mainstay in the story. And my suspicions arose when I accidentally read the writing on his desk laptop. So, this is the reason why every morning blind he holds a laptop and types when there is an opportunity? I knew right away that Antonius was Stevan A of his storytelling style. Yes, I memorized it because I have been fond of the novels for a long time.

"Did he like you?"

"Eitherway. I never thought about it."

"But why do you look so friendly?"

"Just your feeling."

"I don't think so. Your attitude is different with me."

Antonius remained silent for a moment and released my body. "I'm keeping my distance from you because I'm afraid I can't control my body" Antonius replied with his thin lips. "Do you know how tortured I have been all this time?" he continued, staring me in the eye, and his heartbeat sounded like a drum and I felt the same way. 

"What is Augesia?" I hesitated while holding his chest above me. His arms support his own body so as not to fall on me. 

"I lost my sense of taste."

"Since when?"

"Mom realized it when I was 5."

Is that why they always eat the same food? Because he knew his tongue didn't feel anything? And healthy eating is better because after all it feels all he knows is fullness.

"There again?" He asked while pulling away the hairs that covered my face. 

"Wake up" he said with a smile.

I pulled his body so I could hug him freely. And I felt something stuck between my legs. I bit Antonius' shoulder. This time a small bite and he groaned. "Key, stop," she asked gently. But I felt something more pressing from behind his pants. 

"Why aren't you so submissive?" Antony took off my hand, which was wrapped around his neck, stood up and put on his shirt, which was placed on the sofa by the window. I looked at him and he looked embarrassed.

"Quick down. I'm waiting downstairs."