My Possessive Boyfriend's
MP IS THE PAST

Hazel sat on Calix's lap sitting on a bench. Hazel's actions made Calix sigh heavily, he put the guitar he had originally picked up by her side, Hazel really teased him just useless things.

"Come on, Alix. May I go to Ronan's house? This time only. I want to take my notebook, because of that case I was sentenced to clean up the pool until it was melting." Hazel floated her puppy eyes. His two palms fused together, full of supplications.

"Once I say no, well it means no!"

Because Calix was reluctant to falter in his stance. Hazel enters the second trick, her clasping hands active, dancing in the chest of Calix's field. Hazel has overcome her weakness, with tenderness. Sure enough, Calix's junkyard is already on the move.

"Oh, shiit! Don't go fishing, baby girl.." With deep voice. He refuted Hazel's slender waist so as not to fall easily. Thought some class residents who settled in the place occasionally steal a glance towards the two of them.

"Why are you still here, huh?! Out!"

"Get out of class or out of school?"

"Gue doesn't like to repeat words, me!" Press it again when the students are at home, not willing to move from their bench.

Calix's bluff is indeed powerful to drive them away, with a little hasty they get out of there. On the doorstep they pushed each other impatiently.

Before everything completely disappears behind the door, Calix's message leaves Hazel hot. "Don't forget the door lock!"

The intimidating Netra, now aiming for Hazel straight, looked very dangerous to her, she gulped down her hard-earned saliva. "Fear, hmm? Who's aggressive first?" Her voice was hoarse wet, between sexy and creepy in Hazel's ear.

His burly hands began to misbehave, slowly slipping into Hazel's skirt. The girl spontaneously held her arm. "Don't make a macem!"

"Gue is not a baby macem-macem.."

"Stop it, Calix!"

"Diem wants permission from the cave!" Calix's voice suddenly went up again.

"Should it be rich in gini?"

"In this world there is nothing free Zel. be it money or action, every desire and will must be related to reciprocity. I'm letting you come with Ronan, as long as I give you a gift."

Calix is struck by a sense of nervousness when Hazel suddenly erodes the distance between their faces and the jaws she is carrying. The next second, Calix was stunned when Hazel planted a brief kiss. His heart was made to rustle just because of a lightning kiss.

"So, that's enough, right?"

Dehem slowly shifted his nervousness, Calix also grinned. Obviously he would not run out of sense to make the best use of the situation. "Who said that, is enough? Baby no.."

Wily, she brushed aside the beautiful strands of Hazel's hair, exposing Hazel's smooth white neck.

Calix's head went down there. The girl grimaced softly feeling the sensation of Calix's lips touching her neck area, not missing giving a small bite there. His grip on Calix's grey t-shirt, added energy.

After he lifted his head, Calix rubbed his lips with his thumb showing a smirk smile. "Lo steal one kiss from me, I love you kissmark. Impasse!"

"What the-lo-what the fuck?!" Hazel straightened her back, clutching her neck, with her left-right wiggle making sure that in this classroom, there was no one but the two of them.

"So there's someone who's seen, how?!"

"The door is locked from the outside." Calix looks relaxed without any burden. He held Hazel's hand, rubbing the rough marks on her neck, leaving behind a trace of their colour somewhat purplish.

"Don't delete! Lo I can walk with anyone, as long as one condition, your neck must be no sign of my beautiful masterpiece, so that anyone who approaches you, no matter men or women, no matter men or women, you know it's mine!"

Hazel looked at him in disbelief. "Basic is not sane!"

...*****...

Hazel visits Ronan's house at the man's request. Frankly, Hazel disagrees, but what can I do? He was not happy to refuse either. After all this was for her good, she had to pick up a copy of the book that Ronan left behind.

Not far from there, from behind the slightly exposed bushes, Calix peeked at Ronan and Hazel who were about to enter the man's house, of course he would not let Hazel go alone, she said, he followed them secretly.

"Please enter Zel.. Don't hesitate, consider it your own home."

"Ah? Aye." Yeah." In an awkward feeling, Hazel caught up with Ronan who was guiding her towards the living room. This was not his home, how could he consider it his own home?

"Once again I'm sorry about today. Just try not to stay you when you clean the pool, you will not drown."

Hazel hits Ronan's shoulder playfully. "I apologize to you. Rich as anyone. The important thing is, now I'm okay, right?" His words made Ronan nod.

"Yes anyway. Thank goodness you're okay."

Hazel's gaze rattled to the corner of the room, there were no other residents besides the two of them. "Where are your parents?"

"Oh, did I? Usually these hours he's still at work." Hazel ber'oh ria in return.

"Lo wait here, I'm up and change clothes just like take your notebook in my room. If you want to drink, you can make your own in the kitchen, or do not take it in the refrigerator, in the refrigerator I have some stock drinks."

After Ronan excused Hazel, he climbed up one by one the steps, Hazel's cell phone rang, he picked up a call that turned out to be from his brother.

"Hallo, Zel? Where else are you? I was in front of the gate, but from then on you did not nongol-nongol. The school building looks pretty quiet too." His brother's voice was recorded in his sense of hearing.

"Eumm? Bang, Hazel's at home."

"Where? Shall I pick you up there?"

Think for a moment to make a decision. Instead of Ronan will be bothered to drive him home, it would be better if he was picked up by his brother, besides Ronan just returned from school, it would be tiring if he drove him again.

Hazel gave a nod, though she did not look across. "Can deh. Ntar Hazel sherlock exact place."

"Prepare Deck!"

"Dek Palamu! Don't fuck you! Scratchy cave!" Hazel shuddered amusedly. Jayden is a typical big brother who most anti call his sister as a sister.

Sure enough, after he heard Jayden call him Sister, Hazel's feathers lifted all over. He got goosebumps himself, kind of horror in his opinion.

After deciding on a call from Jayden, Hazel decided to go to the kitchen, the weather today was quite hot. He needed a cold drink to quench his thirst. He also got permission from Ronan, should it be okay?

Hazel's feet were disgusting when trying to reach a kitchen cabinet, she wanted to make syrup, because after checking the refrigerator cabinet, only soft drinks were available.

In that case, suddenly there was an arm dangling, crossing Hazel's hand, the big hand opened the cupboard and helped her get a syrup out of it, put it on the pantry then. "Thanks-"

"Lo hasn't changed, El.."

Like being struck by lightning in a hole, he was made to freeze to hear a soft sound that flowed to fill the silence. Just like before, his voice sounded very soft. Slowly, carefully he ventured to turn around.

It was like someone pulled his spirit out when he found a very familiar man now imprinted in front of him.

Not directly face, he was focused towards a necklace with initials F pattern that was familiar to him. The two men's hands rested on the edge of the pantry, pinning Hazel in her shackles.

"Still stay short rich first."

His gaze gradually lifted slowly towards the face. Stuck on the corner of his lips where there is a mole that becomes the main point in the uniqueness of his charm. His breathing began to choke with a fierce roaring chest, even to swallow the saliva alone, he could not. His tongue suddenly shrieked, his mind instantly made empty.

His body temperature turned cold. His face turned pale, as brilliant as footage after footage of the painful memories of the past, flashed through his head like a broken cassette. Her fear and panic could not be hidden, all revealed behind her irises.

He, the figure who became the real source of the wound. The one he hated more than anyone. The one he missed the most all along. Who would have thought that it could appear in front of his eyes suddenly like this?

He's not this dream real. It's totally real. This handsome man is not Ronan, but-"K-kak Arrange..?"

TO BE CONTINUED...