Still By Your Side's
03. Debates
"Stay by my side, Zee!"
"Gue can't." Zee pushed Zico away. Coinciding with that, Zee got up and took back her clothes that were strewn on the floor.
"Where's the dressing room?" Zee asked without the slightest intention of staring at Zico.
Zico's expression turned cold. "Who's looking for the locker room? I've seen it even enjoy it all." He said, then stood facing Zee. With a single pull, Zico managed to get rid of the blanket that covered Zee's body.
"Aac! Lo crazy, huh?" Zee's face flushed. Especially when Zico was blatantly staring at him from top to bottom.
"Gue asked you, you still love me, aren't you?" Zico's attention turned to look at Zee's pair of rounded eyeballs.
Stunned for a while, Zee threw away the gaze from Zico. "Where's the dressing room?" Ask Zee for the second time. Intentionally actually because Zico's question is quite difficult for Zee to answer.
Zico grieving. "Pake is here." The reply in the form of a sharp glance Zee makes Zico resigned. "Fine! There is a bathroom! Completely pack!" Zico walks out of Zee. His expression itself was quite difficult to read. But Zee chose not to care. The woman rushed into the bathroom. Wearing his clothes while cleaning themselves mumpung available towels and some toiletries.
Fifteen minutes into the bathroom, Zee was done with her activities. Coinciding with Zee opening the bathroom door, Zico was not in place. The spacious and luxurious hotel room looked empty. The room itself looks so chaotic. One by one the crazy memories of last night entered Zee's head.
"Ah, Zico don't! Th-that's ticklish!" Zee grimaces as the memory of her shrinking Zico's name is so spoiled. The hair stands spontaneously. Not wanting to stay longer in the hotel room that witnessed Zee and Zico's madness last night, Zee decides to leave.
Arriving at the hotel lobby, a towering tall body with a pair of broad shoulders jerks Zee. Had thought Zico had left, in fact the man was waiting for him here.
"Udah? I'm anterin' home." Zee brushed off Zico's hand as the man pulled one of his wrists. Her net was glaring sharply at Zee's face.
"Gue can be alone." Zee breezed first with wide steps.
Grunting, Zico followed Zee's steps until the two of them reached outside the hotel area. Zico again forced Zee to stop and stand facing him.
"Gue will be responsible."
"No need. Consider me unlucky again to have to admit it's the same lo!" Zee's nagging gaze made Zico cluck not like. Roughly enough, Zico pulls Zee into the basemant parking lot. Zee had thrashed and even shouted, but Zico did not heed it. Various strange gazes from some people who passed around them did not make Zico careless to take Zee away.
"Zico, loose! Be ill. Lo what the fuck, anyway?"
When the two were in the basemant parking lot, precisely in one of the car bodies, Zico released Zee's hand. His huge body supported Zee's slender body that was only up to Zico's chin.
"Zi-zico," Zee. The look that Zico gave off was so terrifying. Zee dared not look him in the eye for a moment.
"Why, Zee? Just now you dare to shout at me, why now you even diem?" One hand of Zico stretched out to grab Zee's chin, making the woman look up and look at him. "Lo belongs to me Zee, and vice versa. You're forbidden from going anywhere without my consent."
Zee chuckles sarcastically. His reaction raises questions in Zico. "Lo's wrong, Zic! I don't belong to anyone. I'm the same as breaking up. We are not in any special relationship. The one malem? It's just a one night stand. Anyone can do that."
"Zee, don't provoke my anger!" Both of Zico's eyebrows furrowed deeply. His chest seemed to rise and fall when he noticed.
"Why? That's the truth, really!"
"DOR!" Zico snarl. The net highlights the guts to make Zee reflex close his eyes. His body trembled feeling Zico's terrifying aura.
Laughter filled Zico's face. Zee desperately dared to look at Zico whose position was not ten centimeters away.
"One night stand? So, you can admit it's the same as anyone even if it's not me?"
Zee silenced for a split second. "Why is it just me? You can also do that with any girl."
Again Zico laughed, but that time his laughter sounded more discordant. "Gue's disappointed, Zee!"
...****...
"Haha! What did he say? Disappointed? Keep me what? I'm scared because of him!" Zee grumbled after a while completely free from Zico's grip.
At the time that almost entered midday, Zee was just about to start breakfast in his boarding room. Some parts of the corner of his body experienced aches and pains. Especially in the core area that is continuously wet.
"Araghh! Zee, why can't you be that easy, huh? You let go of the girlhood you made Zico, an ex-boyfriend who was already lo measlesin! I am not the same as you!" Zee roared regretfully. His outstretched hand touched his tummy that sounded. Hungrier.
A long breath accompanied by his body that was dropped on the bed drew its own comfort. Her pretty eyeballs stared inside the ceiling of her boarding room with a rumbling heart. Unknowingly the tip of his fingers touched the soft surface of his lips. The thought of Zico's demanding soft kiss last night that unknowingly made Zee want to feel it again.
"Bego! Why did I think of that? Zee, you really don't help!"
...****...
Day after day goes on without obstacles or interference from Zico. To be honest, even though Zee felt grateful that Zico no longer met him, his heart was empty. New Year's holiday has ended without a beautiful impression. There was only a memory of that night that was getting clearer and clearer in Zee's mind.
Surprisingly, Zee wanted to feel it again. The moment in which Zico drowned his face between his legs and-
Gosh, what does Zee think in the morning hours like this? Thinking of perverted things with Zico while still teaching hours?!
Crazy one!
This isn't her!
"Yeah. Why?"
"Anu, Mom's study time is over. Next up is the sports lesson." Bright schoolgirl. Sontak Zee stood up in a hurry and cleared the table.
"Sorry, I just daydreamed! Hm, you guys want to go straight to the field, huh?" The students nodded. "Yes, you can go out first." Zee. A smile adorned the beautiful face of one of the students.
"Thank you, Mom!" Then the schoolgirls kissed Zee's hand, then paused. Not only the student, other students and students also approached Zee's desk. Asking for permission and crucifying Zee's hand.
When the classroom was empty, Zee dropped back on the chair. A long breath was exhaled. One of his hands is pursed to the base of his nose that feels dizzy.
"Lo crazy, Zee!"
...****...
"Come, Miss Zee!" The warm greeting interspersed with a sweet smile came from Bu Dara, a fellow teacher of Zee who taught in physics subjects. His own age has entered the head of three, precisely this year he is 34 years old. She is married and has an 8-year-old son.
Zee smiled back in a friendly smile. "Just as well, Miss Dara!"
"Bu Zee has lunch?" Ask Ms. Dara. The phone that had been his main focus was turned off for a moment. It was back in my pocket.
Zee shook his head weakly. Even at breakfast, Zee didn't do it right. Just eat a piece of bread and water. I don't know. Zee has no mood to touch the rice.
"It just so happens that I haven't had lunch either. Miss Zee would like to have lunch with me at the cafeteria?"
"Lunch, yeah. Em ..."
Bu Dara flanked Zee's arm. A seductive smile was also shown. "Udah, come on, come on! Echem. There's Mr Gino, you know! Stand by him, wait for Bu Zee he said." Mr. Gino is a sports teacher who is still single at the age of 29. Having a proportional body and a handsome face, not least makes him admired by students who are in puberty. In fact, some young teachers who were also still of the status of either were blatantly approaching Mr. Gino.
Honey, according to rumors, Mr. Gino has dropped his heart on Zee.
Zee as the party who never received a statement of love from Mr. Gino was confused. From where the rumors came to spread widely, even though Zee and Mr. Gino alone are not too close let alone familiar.
Zee scratched the back of his neck which was clearly not itchy. "Eungh, not before, huh. I'm-"
"Duhh, how come Bu Zee is so shy, anyway? Huh, ayooo!"
"Huh? Embarrassedly? I-I'm not shy! I'm just-" Again Zee's speech was required to be cut because Bu Dara who pulled him to the cafeteria by force.
Arriving at the school cafeteria, Ms. Dara had Zee sit next to her. And inevitably Zee also complied with forced.
"Eh, Miss Zee! Ms. Zee knows not yet," Ms. Dara paused the chat. Hoping to make Zee curious to ask.
"What about?" Miss Dara cheered in her heart. Zee has managed to catch his word.
"Gini, Miss Zee. This year the students who register to Junior High School 1 will jump up,"
"Heem."
"The school is now again looking for sponsors for the construction of a new building. And ... In less than a month, our school has already got an amazing sponsor, Ms. Zee!" Ms. Dara was so excited when she explained further. Not with Zee who still has normal expression.
"Oh, huh? Who's sponsor? President Jokowi?"
The look on Bu Dara's face changed. "Not Mr. President Jokowi also time, Mrs Zee," a sigh of fatigue was also exhaled.
"Hehe, kidding. Em, whose sponsor is the company?" The look on Bu Dara's face is cheerful again. "Bu Zee would be shocked, anyway. Our school sponsor is a well-known IT company! In addition to helping build the building, they also want to donate hundreds of computers to our school students. A lot of computers in the lab have been damaged. So feel, geez, our school is so lucky, that's it,"
"What's the name of the company?"
"If it's not the name of the company Eh, it's not representative of our school sponsor, huh?" Bu Dara's eyeballs spontaneously smashed. His index finger pointed to several men, one of whom was a representative of the sponsor, his assistant, even the beloved headmaster.
Zee who was already kepo also followed towards show Bu Dara. His eyes glared almost jump when he found out who their school sponsor who was said to be amazingly great.
"Huh?! That's not ..." Zico's?
^^^To be continued...^^^