Not the usual Cinderella
Chapter 3

Nayla is currently doing an internship in the office of Adam, my lover.

I knew something was wrong with my stepbrother's look at my girlfriend. He likes Adam, I guess, even though what I see is Adam's insensitive about it.

Of jealousy? Of course, Adam and I were in love when we were both in High School. Relationships that have been running for almost five years with a period of breaking up like a teenage relationship in general, we have been through.

Although I can't promise a future with that simple man, my little heart can't let go.

I know, this despicable me certainly does not deserve to be with him. There are a lot of questions that always sit in my mind when we are together.

Can he accept this dirty me, or can I be honest with him on our first night?

Although there has been no talk that leads to a more serious level, I am sure one day he will definitely ask the continuation of our relationship.

Then can I answer it? Fuck, I better not think about it right now. Allow yourself to feel with greed that false happiness.

Until one day maybe I'll let her go with another woman.

Suddenly my chest ached, not as jealous as I was to the woman who managed to lure my lover. I'm sure he's better than me.

And for sure she is a lucky girl who can be with a man who has a patient and gentle nature like Adam.

I parked the car in a special place for the employees. Before leaving, I decided to read a message from Adam that I had ignored.

"Hey, I miss you," I chuckled despite the tears that also accompanied her. Happy mixed with irony.

He missed me when I was serving other men. Irony isn't.

Adam was typing, it seemed like the phone was always in his eyes, until he knew if the message had been read.

"Why haven't you responded? You don't miss me?" end with a sad emoticon.

Now that I laugh, she makes my morning a little brighter. This time he called me, probably impatient to hear my answer.

"Hi, you're okay, right?" that anxious tone really warms my heart.

"Okay, just some soy sauce. I just wanted to tick you bales mulu," I said pretending to be annoyed. On the other side he chuckled, it seemed like his feelings had already been relieved.

"Lunch together?" Bring along.

This is what I love about Adam, he always asks. Never forced me, I knew he missed me, but he always gave me a choice.

I bit this lip, of course I miss her so much, last weekend I couldn't meet her because I was locked up by Joan.

But my memory drifts through Joan's message, will the man come to see me at lunch? Although very rare, but sometimes the man suddenly invited me to eat together, although after that had to end up sharing sweat.

I know Joan wouldn't mind if I met my girlfriend. Somehow he would have believed me and Adam would not have had a marital relationship as per the terms of our agreement.

Maybe he has a spy who will always follow me? Maybe nothing is impossible for someone like Joan, right? I don't care if they don't interfere with my relationship with Adam.

Joan could also know if Adam is not a breng*sek man like him.

"Buckoo?" adam's call brought me back from the daydream.

"Yes, sorry Dam," I replied confusedly.

"When can we meet?" his voice suddenly listless, it seemed like he had misinterpreted my answer.

I laughed "we can have lunch with Dam, I miss you too."

I can only hope that Joan does not suddenly invite me to meet, I hope that she will soon spend time with her fiance and I with my lover. It is very complicated that our relationship is.

"When I have not met for two days but I think laaamaaa ... really," he lamented.

I chuckled again at his grumbling. My little heart flinched again when I remembered I had lied to her. There have been countless lies for the sake of the lies I have always given.

The number of injuries and disappointment that should not be felt Adam makes me not stop wanting to take it off to be happy. However, I was too selfish, frankly I really needed his shoulder to lean on.

Only he can make me feel like I still mean something in this world, though others may wish I was gone.

"Ras .." he said hesitantly. And like a fortune teller I know what he's going to say.

"You fought Nayla?" exactly as I thought. My stepbrother must have complained about our quarrel this morning.

Pissed off? Of course, I felt that Nayla was deliberately seeking the attention of my lover.

Sometimes it's hard to let the two of them love, I'm sure Nayla's a good girl. However, the bad memory of my stepmother being suddenly present in my parents' household life, made me not want Nayla to be happy just like that.

I always felt that stepmother was the cause of my mother's death. Even though at that time I did not really know the problems of my parents.

"He's been complaining?" my lips. Suddenly my mood dropped.

"Ras," Adam sighed "Can I help him?" I know he's a good guy, he always tells me whatever he does. Even though it was that kindness that was the cause of my step-sister staring with interest at him.

Sucks.

"Dam, don't take Nayla!" my growl.

"I know you mean well, but it's a habit for him. When I can't give him money, he'll grimace at you" I said.

Adam chuckles, “Ras, Nayla never asked for my help, I'm the initiative dear," he persuaded.

Cih, I know the point, what I love is, it became Nayla's mainstay, no matter what the girl was talking about. Maybe at first just tell a story with in the season of sadness, making my lover—Adam who does have the unbearable nature then help him.

"You mind?" I'm like a criminal if I'm asked questions like this.

It's not that I can't give Nayla money, it's just that she asks for money a lot, I don't want to make my stepmother suspicious of where I have a lot of money.

The luxurious life that our father used to give us when we were healthy didn't want to be let go by my stepmother. For the woman, her self-esteem must remain in high esteem, she does not want her social friends to look down on her.

That's what caused me to fall into the dark valley like now.

Especially when I have to meet all their needs.

"Nayla's got a paycheck from your office Dam, let it go, I just want to educate her to manage her finances," I gave her a reasonable reason for Adam to stop worrying about Nayla.

"More, this life isn't all she wants she has to get Dam, suck you up?"

Adam sighed, maybe he wanted to argue. But I know he will understand if my words have a point.

"Alright, but it seems like it's the needs of the college Race," it turns out he's still too muddy with his opinion.

"Whatever!" I said annoyed then immediately I turned off the call.

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Tbc.