
With a sigh, Harvey silenced Maura's mouth with his lips as the girl turned her head to confirm her hearing.
His half-brother was still calling out the name Maura up ahead. Still with her lips pressed against Maura's lips, she accidentally dropped the table lamp to attract Kendra's attention.
"Mppfh." Maura is almost washed away by Harvey's kiss, but because there is no tenderness and love in it, she feels tormented by Harvey's rude appearance.
"Mola?"
Kendra's voice was getting closer. Apparently the young man had entered the apartment that was not locked.
Harvey added more sounds in Maura's room. He kicked the closet door, causing a noise that was quite noisy. His hands closed Maura's ears so that the girl did not realize that Kendra had entered.
As soon as the door opened, Harvey quickly turned Maura's body to his back.
"Mol--" Kendra's voice choked in her throat. The sight before him shattered his dreams and hopes.
Her beloved girl, who promised to keep her heart and body just for her, is now in the arms of another man. Worse, the man was in the past who had hurt the girl of hers. What can strengthen her feelings now?
Inside the dimly lit room, Kendra could see Harvey's eyes implying victory. His brother's hand was perfectly circular on Maura's body. He could imagine the chewy chest that had been in contact with his back, now firmly attached to Harvey's chest and Maura seemed resigned in the man's arms.
"Sorry," Kendra's great-grandson was almost inaudible. He backed off regularly and closed the door to the room again. Before exiting the apartment, Maura put a plastic bag containing a packet of chicken noodles on the dining table.
Kendra walked with her head down. He regretted believing Maura's words. The girl who died to Harvey and was willing to be hurt, could easily move the love to him? Definitely not possible!
'That's right, Harvey. I don't deserve to be loved by Maura, Kendra crouched in the elevator that took her down to the ground floor. He cupped his face with his hands and shed tears that he could not bear.
"The kendra?" As if hearing Kendra's voice behind her body, Maura pushed Harvey so hard that his embrace slipped.
"She's gone, right to go inside without excuse. You need to be more careful, honey, she can hurt you." Like a savior, Harvey warned Maura.
"Get out, Harvey" Maura said.
"Why? You want to chase him? You're my girlfriend, Maura. Mine!"
"OUT! or I'll yell louder for the security guards to come and drag you to the police station now!" Maura screamed hysterically.
Harvey laughed softly. It doesn't matter to him to leave now, as some of his goals have already been achieved. Although his desire to bring Maura rolling on the bed failed, at least he had repulsed the annoying man.
"I'm sorry, honey I'm too glad you want to take me back."
"We broke up, Harvey," Maura said in a stern voice withholding tears and emotions.
"Rest first, you may be tired. We'll see it next time." Harvey's outstretched hand wanted to rub the girl's cheek, but Maura quickly and violently brushed it away.
Harvey was not angry, he kept smiling and walked out leaving Maura in the room alone. Even so, he still loved the girl very much. Maura remains the ultimate goal of her life.
As soon as the door closed, Maura immediately walked out of the room and looked for her phone. The number of missed calls and messages from Kendra, stopped after the message was sent as if from him.
'Sorry, I'm with my boyfriend,'
Another message came in from Hera who chimed in on her status, 'Cieee, the CLBK.'
Maura's knees were limp instantly seeing her status in the green-colored application. Harvey photo with the inscription 'again releasing longs, do not disturb ya.'
"I never sent you any of this!" Maura cursed her stupidity.
'Ken, did you come to my apartment?'
'Ken, where are you?'
'Ken, please reply,'
'Ken, are you busy?'
'Reply to my message immediately, if you are not busy. I wait,'
Maura showered Kendra's phone with incoming messages and calls. The man was not far away, he was still around him. Sitting quietly in the corner of the chicken noodle dumpling shop watching him from a distance.
Kendra scanned her phone screen, Mola's name calling her. The girl who contacted him was across the street, walking back and forth and occasionally biting her nails.
'I work.' Unable to see the woman he loved cold in the apartment yard, Kendra sent him a short message.
'After work, can you stop by for a minute?' Maura replied to the message quickly and expectantly.
'Sorry, I can't.'
Maura bowed limply reading a reply to a message from Kendra. There was something strange about Kendra's response. The young man was always warm and full of jokes, if they were to send each other messages.
With a gontai step, he re-entered his apartment. He was lazy to go inside because it must feel lonely and quiet. There is no reason to stay in this apartment anymore.
He was about to enter the room when the tip of his eye caught a packet of plastic on the dining table.
"What's this?" Maura opened the plastic bag and took out the contents.
He immediately sat down limp on the chair when he found out the contents in the bag of plastic, especially the contents were still hot. That means the person who put it on the table hasn't been long gone.
"That means Kendra came and went inside? But when?" Maura's been trying to trace her memory since Harvey's arrival.
"Don't ...." Maura wanted to scream with all her might, when she realized that the voice she heard was very close earlier was most likely Kendra who opened the door of her room. That means Kendra saw him hugging and kissing Harvey.
Now he knew why the answer to the man's message sounded unusual.
"Keeen ...." Maura pushed back on Kendra's phone number. He repeatedly contacted the man, without stopping until finally Kendra herself turned off the power of her phone.
Maura was crying, for some reason, for some reason. He felt something was missing.
With tears running down, he forced the chicken noodles Kendra bought into his mouth. Even the chicken claw that he thought was disgusting, he tried to finish it to nothing.
'Thank you, Ken. The chicken noodles are gone, I like it. Can I buy it again?'
Still sobbing, Maura sent a message along with a photo of the empty bowl and the rest of the chicken claw bone to Kendra.
Her crying grew louder as the message she sent did not get a response from Kendra.
"Kendraa, I'm sorry"
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