Second Change
Chapter 29's

The fifth one in David's reject. Twice from Randy and three times from Katrine.

"Are you sure you don't want to answer? Who knows it's important." I said pausing on it.

"Fuck the office."

"yes too. Your office won't leave. But I can." I laughed a little bit at him.

"Maybe you could postpone your studies until next semester?"

I nodded while kissing her forehead. "I will appear before you in a better version. I promise."

***

The day before leaving, David and I sat face-to-face in a cold meeting room with two leather maps that I had signed, plastered in front of him. Katrine stood next to David who had been ten minutes unmoved. Katrine and I look at meaningful views. But none of us intend to break the silence. Until entering the thirteenth minute, David squeezed the two papers with both hands.

"Why?" I asked while looking at him approaching me.

I got up from my chair ready to pinch her cheek for acting as I pleased again. David smiled and hugged me tightly. His chin touched my shoulder and then he whispered.

"I will obey your will. But not based on a piece of paper."

"Thank you." I whispered back.

Today, I spent the whole day in his office. From work to work. There's not much I can do because David's been busy all day. The meeting has gone back five times. Added a small fifteen-minute meeting with me, a total of six meetings. Katrine said the company is currently having a big new project. So David was busy pacing back and forth from the branch office to the head office. Not to mention representatives from other companies to make presentations.

It's two o'clock now, which means it's past lunchtime, but David hasn't returned. I lay down on the long sofa while playing games from my phone until I was unconscious of falling asleep. I dream of eating KFC with spicy and savory sambal. But despite how much I eat, I continue to feel hungry but even my stomach is constantly growing. I woke up breathing heavily until I almost fell off the couch.

"Away awake?" david's voice came from behind his desk.

He was still busy in front of his computer with sheets of documents strewn across his desk.

"You've been back a long time? What time is it?" I got up while looking for my phone that turned out to be on the front desk of the sofa with a box that read KFC.

"So I saw employees ordering KFC so I asked them to order more for you" he said

"Thank you." I said girly. "I'm dreaming I'm eating KFC."

"Have you eaten?" much

"It."

"Eat what?" I pulled the two halves of the wings out and devoured the thinner side.

"Food indian." he replied. "So with a client who came from India."

I gave a small nod and decided to give David some privacy that seemed to be working on something complicated. He scrunched his forehead until his two eyebrows almost came into contact with each other in front of his computer with a bitten apple logo behind him.

In fifteen minutes, I finished my meal and went to the bathroom in the room to wash my hands. Suddenly the bathroom door behind me closed. I looked up at David in the mirror above the sink. David hugged me from behind and kissed me on the neck.

"I'm sorry, not intentionally ignoring you today" she whispered

"It's okay. We have all night again."

"Why are you going tonight?" whispered while biting my earlobe.

I laughed and turned to face him. I gestured for her to lower her face then nimbly bit her lower lip. I couldn't help but laugh as it was funny to see her shocked face then turn red from blushing.

David of course did not remain silent, and directly****** my lips.

The night in the apartment, we just finished a simple dinner for the last dinner before my departure. I volunteered to cook his favorite spaghetti truffle mushroom. Others with Peter prefer local cuisine. If David prefers western food even though I have cooked several times the local dishes that I master the most. But David only ate a few mouthfuls even though he said it was good. For David's sake, I learned to cook some Western food that was relatively easy. David prefers to order from a restaurant. He said he did not want to take care of me who was tired of cooking and had to clean the kitchen again.

Except for today, David did it when I offered to cook. The duration of our dinner was not long. There is no side dish, no desert and no champagne or wine to be sipped slowly. Because we want to enjoy this last night with intimacy. Remembering each other's breath. Record every touch with our skin. Make this night a memory to remember the warmth we will not get for the next four years. The last sound that was heard was a breath of gasping until we finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

David once asked me, what do I expect from him in four years? I can only answer, I hope you are healthy. The classic answer we always get on our birthdays. "Happy Birthday, good health always well."

No wonder David laughed. Maybe at that time he thought I was adorable because of my innocence. But the healthy meaning to me means a lot. For four years I wasn't by his side, I didn't know what he was going to do. I'm afraid he'll be too tired to work. I'm afraid he's not eating regularly. I was afraid that no one would remind him to go to bed on time. If he drives himself, I'm afraid he's not focused on the streets. If he's out of town, I'm afraid he'll forget to bring drugs.

All this time, I've never left anyone and vice versa. This time, I was afraid to leave David, so karma would make David leave me forever. I know my fears are unfounded. But does not everyone when praying always pray for the safety and health of those closest to him? Because the more we like someone, the more afraid we are of losing. Especially when we choose to leave it even if it is only temporary.

I turned around to ask him. What does he expect from me in four years? He answered, Nothing. Just ask me to promise, if I can't stand it and want to come back then don't push yourself and come back to her at any time. I just smiled a little. This is not gonna happen. I will survive no matter what happens. Because if I stop in the middle of the road, it's gonna break my deal with her dad. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will stay until the finish line.