Not Just an Obsession
Chapter 8: Feeling Weird
The supercar that Bratt drove finally arrived at the apartment area where Alea lived.
"Thank you, sir." Alea said then quickly pressed the door opening button.
"Alea wait." Prevent Bratt when Alea was about to lower her foot to the asphalt.
"Yes, sir."
"Can I take the toilet? I'm kebelet." Bratt. Hitchhiking the toilet is just Bratt's mode of knowing where Alea's apartment units are.
"Mmm, may you sir." Alea replied somewhat doubtfully in fact.
Alea and Bratt got off the supercar and walked into the apartment building.
Now they were right at Alea's apartment door.
"Please enter Mr." Alea said to Bratt as the door opened.
Bratt enters the apartment unit and Alea follows him from behind.
"The toilet is there." Alea said as she pointed at the toilet inside her apartment.
Bratt walked to the toilet Alea pointed at. As for Alea, she went inside her room to put down her bag and changed her work clothes to home clothes.
Bratt soon came out of the toilet and walked around looking at the photo on the sideboard. Photo of Alea with her husband. Then turned his eyes to the large wedding photo attached to the wall.
"I think I've seen this guy, but where?" Bratt muttered as he watched Alea's husband's face.
Not wanting to be haunted by curiosity, Bratt took out his phone, then took a picture of Alea's wedding photos on the wall. He wanted to find out about Alea's husband, because Bratt's feeling was that Bratt knew Alea's husband.
Chequek. Alea's bedroom door opens.
Bratt quickly put his phone in his pants pocket and pretended to look at the photo again.
"Is this your husband?" Ask Bratt.
"Yes, sir." Answer Alea.
"How long have you been married?"
"It's been a year, sir."
Though the question about Alea's long marriage and about children, Bratt had asked Alea earlier when they were in Bratt's room. But it seemed Bratt did not care much about Alea's answer because the question he had just asked was just a small talk.
"Not yet Sir. We're rarely together."
"Where is your husband?"
"He's a sailor sir. At most a year only two or three times his ship leaned. And once home at least one week at home." Answer Alea.
"Ooo.." Bratt just rounded his mouth, but his brain grew curious about Alea's husband.
"Is your husband a Captain?"
Alea nodded her head.
Seeing Alea nod his head, Bratt's curiosity turned into a strange taste. Strange because a Captain who Bratt knows very much income only lives in a type of apartment that was rented.
Bratt knew the apartment was a rented apartment from a CV that Hesron gave him. It was written that Alea was still renting an apartment.
"Ooo." Again and again Bratt just rounded his mouth.
"Yes, then excuse me. Thank you so much for giving me a toilet ride. And once again, I'm sorry for what happened in my study. I didn't mean to make any fun of you. It all just flows." Bratt.
"Yes sir, I understand." Reply Alea.
"Yes, I went home first yeah." Pamit Bratt once again.
Alea nodded her head.
Bratt walked to the door and Alea followed behind to take Bratt to the door.
After Bratt got out of his apartment, Alea quickly returned to the room. He was already impatient to see the stuff of desire that he bought online. And certainly not impatient to try it.
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