I Love You My Sugar Daddy
Not so good

It's been a long time since silence can't make Alesha feel comfortable. Then the corridor of the hospital the more the night will be more quiet. Alesha has always loved the conditions where no one needs to see her hurt.

No one needed to see him feel hopeless. No one should see him as weak.

However, the man suddenly came before him. Alesha was of course shocked beyond measure. He felt like a fugitive caught by the police from hiding.

For a moment he panicked, but still put on his flat face, behaving as if no one was bothering his head.

Alesha still speaks a thousand languages. His voice showed an unreadable expression. Either angry, either upset, either scared or the other.

Meanwhile, Rafael can only guess. The more guessed, the harder it is.

Breaking off all the melancholy shakes that meet in a dramatic atmosphere,

Alesha immediately took Rafael away.

"Don't talk here" he said, firmly implying Rafael followed in his footsteps.

They both went to the park at the back of the hospital. Some seats are now occupied by several people. Garden lights that are perfectly round in shape light up.

The long white chairs were displayed on the sides of the road waiting for anyone who intended to fill.

"Stop talking disgusting things."

The woman now threw her body leaning against the chair of the park. "How did you know I was here?" He then looked at Rafael with a flat gaze, making it even harder for the man to guess the woman's emotions.

The man then slowly sat down on the chair next to Alesha which gave a distance of one meter. "I didn't mean it."

Then the man exhaled slowly, very slowly, so that if there were mosquitoes passing in front of him would not be disturbed.

"The clothes I bought for you, you left them. I wanted to give it back at that time. Then I decided to follow you. However, it is unexpected .…"

Alesha then looked at him from the side, with a tinge of a slanted smile imprinted on her face.

"You lied."

"Huh?" The man suddenly moved to pull his body, surprised to see Alesha who was now staring at him intensely at a close distance.

Alesha chuckled once, then re-enforced her body. "Why do you look so nervous?"

"Are you not angry?" the man asked skeptically.

Alesha smiled faintly. He was of course angry. Very angry, but not at this man. He was angry at himself. I don't know for what reason.

Sometimes he just wants to be angry to cover everything up. When he panics, he wants to be angry. When worried like that. When he is afraid, he also wants to hide. As if to express everything that is felt.

It was all because he did not like to look weak. He doesn't like to give others a chance to see his weaknesses.

"I should be angry, as you expect." He then stared straight at Rafael. "However, I think I'm running out of energy. I want to be angry now, I will be angry again and again. It's gonna be exhausting."

A faint smile was engraved on Rafael's face Confused, not understanding. The woman seemed to be more pleased to be proud of her bad temper than to be true to herself.

"However, more important than that, you have already broken one point in the contract." Alesha turned her eyes. "You've interfered in my personal life."

He looked at Rafael once more, with a peeking gaze. "You followed me on purpose, didn't you? Aren't you so curious?"

"I was lying. My mom is actually sick. It all started that day and when I called you for the first time, wanted to borrow money because the doctor said my mom had to have heart surgery."

The woman now restores her back to the chair. "I just don't have the courage to tell the truth."

"Why?" Raphael looked at him deeply.

"Because I'm gonna look pathetic." Alesha took her breath. "I don't like that very much."

"If you don't like it, I'm really sorry. I actually want to pretend I don't know." Rafael looked at him with convincing eyes.

In the heart of the man hoped Alesha would not hate him for his brash deeds.

"Then why don't you just let me keep lying and come here instead?" Alesha involuntarily raised her tone by an octave.

"I don't know if talking to you right now is the right choice or not." The man hesitated. "I'm seeing you because I want to say something."

"Say. I told you, I don't have time to respond to your doubts with me." Alesha immediately replied firmly.

Rafael now took his breath for a moment. He was now staring blankly at the trees that were faintly blown by the night wind that moved the edges of his leaves gently.

"My ex-wife told me to get married."

Of course hearing things that were never expected and expected, Alesha turned her head, now widening her eyelids with a spotlight demanding an explanation. He never thought that the man sitting next to him would ever get married.

He even opened his eyes in disbelief. He thought Rafael was a man who had never been married. Until he remembered someone who was almost similar to the man next to him.

However, just hold it in your heart.

'This man he is very similar to that person, ' murmured Alesha who could only express her feelings within the heart.

"I told you before about why I asked you to do a contract marriage. About the rumors and gossip spreading in the company, it's true."

"About my mother urging me to get married, that's also true, but there's one more thing I haven't said. The main reason for all of that is because of my ex-wife." Raphael began to explain.

"All the skewed rumors that say that I haven't been able to forget my ex-wife, it's all true and the reason my mother urged me to get married is because of the same thing."

The man continued, now his hands clenched on the side of the chair. His body bowed, his head lowered with manes dangling from the sides of his forehead.

"Then what do you want to do?" Alesha asked with determined intonation.

"You think?" Raphael lifted his face.

Stupid question, a sentence that would have been said if only Alesha could not control her mouth now.

Seeing that the man looked so messy, so desperate, Alesha could see him. At least, he still kept his empathy to not fool the man.

Alesha only exhaled while blowing her own hair dangling in front of each other.

Instead of being annoyed by Rafael's attitude, which was again filled with doubt, he was now guessing at the man's head by looking at the look on his face from the side.

"Your condition isn't so good." The woman muttered little.

To be continued...