My guesthouse
Emotion

"Then who? Me?" Agnes's voice was heard rising, She turned to enter the room and slammed the door hard, even the small flower vase next to the door came up.

Keyno followed, opened the door and closed it again. Approaching Agnes who was trying to wipe her lips with a tissue. Slowly but surely Keyno waited for Agnes' next response, he folded his hands on his chest with a haughtiness to watch and wait for the words of Agnes who never spoke. He himself knew the woman would swear it was clear from the glint of his eyes looking dislike at Keyno.

"When did you come home?" Agnes asked softly. His eyes turned sharply through Keyno. No more tears.

"When did you ask?" The young man was angry enough to hear Agnes' question which he thought was absurd, his hand grabbed an object on the nightstand and slammed an action figure until it slammed somewhere "I didn't know my wife was so stupid" she said.

Agnes was grieving, He threw the bag and jacket he was wearing and then stood up to Keyno who seemed to want to swallow it. A hug. For Agnes to hug the man while angry was a panacea to calm him down. Even though he had to do it a little this time.

"Kiss me" Keyno asked as Agnes hugged the strapping body.

"You're asking for a reward?" ask Agnes

Keyno snorted, "Just kiss, what a hard thing" he protested,

Agnes complied with Keyno's request while grumbling in annoyance,

He kissed the man on the left cheek, but for Keyno it wasn't enough "Is that all you've been giving after spending all day with another man?" keyno asked with a sneaky grin, She looked at Agnes who had a sour look on her "Why?" Keyno asked.

Agnes did not answer to make Keyno upset, then she held Agnes' chin to look at him. Then clutching the weak shoulder hard and tipped to push it rough until Agnes' body soared up onto the mattress. Keyno approached, cornering Agnes who slowly moved backwards until held back by the mattress dashboard. Here, he is caught by the anger of Keyno who continues to corner him. It was almost Agnes spitting at Keyno if only she could not remember that this man who had control over her life, made her a stupid woman and looked weak. The young man again kissed the rough lips of Agnes, taking a sip of blood from his own wounds while palpating other parts.

Keyno did not care even though Agnes pushed her body and refused the kiss, Agnes did not like to make out if Keyno was angry. Absolutely demon!

"Nobody can have you but me" Keyno touched Agnes's chin forcing her to look up "You're only mine" and then kissed Agnes' lips again "You understand?" keyno's tone turned soft.

Agnes was still fixated on staring at Keyno dislike while panting. He felt his lips thicken a few cm even a little pain in the wound earlier.

"Ness, does it still hurt?"

Keyno paraded her body, loosened her dominant embrace and palpated her sweet lips with blood flowing in her corners.

"Nes.. does it hurt?" hiss Keyno

"You know this sick son of a bitch!"

"Sorry, I'm sorry.." Keyno hugged Agnes gently, quite the opposite of what she had just done.

Agnes complained, Her lips are really poignant, maybe she will have trouble enjoying food later. Fucking keyno!

"Surge!" Agnes let go of Keyno's embrace which she did not reply to, then got up and down from the bed "I'm going to take a bath!" Agnes passed by without concern for Keyno who was staring at her saying, I don't know what happened to a guy like Keyno.

"Cute" he praised when he realized the sandals, then his hand grabbed the handle of the refrigerator and took a variety of vegetables, spices and fresh meat to process, for dinner the woman, his daughter.

The sound of the knife beat sounded so deft when Keyno cut the chives with shrewd, put the diced chicken and garlic followed by another seasoning, and then,

adding soy sauce and palm sugar to the sweet chicken recipe. Intentionally choosing the dominant cuisine sweet, lips Agnes will be difficult if he ate something salty. Besides this is Agnes' favorite food, she won't refuse.

Keyno smiled with satisfaction when the food was ready and neatly arranged at the table. He also added Agnes' favorite fish egg soup. Not to forget, Keyno replaced the withered roses in his vase with fresh flowers. Throwing away the dried and withered stalks laid red roses of some florets there, its distinctive fragrance bursting out into a beautiful blend with the fragrant cuisine he prepared for Agnes.

"You cook?" Agnes came over. Pull up a chair and drink the water that is available there.

"You're hungry, aren't you?" ask Keyno.

Agnes smiled wryly. This man could make a charm after his heart melted, even making his lips temporarily deformed and thickened. Why does she look so sweet at times like this? Agnes weak. No matter how bad their relationship is, they will still be fine, forgetting what happened like the wind. Ironically, this is a relationship beyond reason. Others just see them survive to hurt each other, in fact they love each other to hurt each other.

"Hmmm" Agnes nodded and Keyno picked up rice for the woman, filled the white plate with various kinds of side dishes like Agnes, and even fed it with love.

"You like it?" Agnes nodded again, her gaze turned warm with love, sometimes she complained because she still felt pain. While Keyno only chuckles in anxiety.

"Don't play around anymore" he said later.

Agnes's phone rang in the room, Agnes stood up and half ran to pick up her phone which she had not taken out of the bag.

"Nittle..."

"Tomorrow there is a wedding event, and the owner of the event entrusts us to decorate the room"

Agnes answered Keyno and said "Continue! I'll send a team tomorrow!"

"Key..!!"

"What?" Keyno approached, "I won't let you go with lips like this" he said later.

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...**From a story that never started,...

...but there's a never-ending taste....

...-WILL**...