The Obsession of the Actor
Other Side

For hours the car was still running. Kania doesn't know where Drake took her. He began to sleep and yawned several times. The day off is used for full rest such as lying down and sleeping.

Eventually the car stopped in front of a small restaurant on the edge of town. I don't know for sure what reason Drake came. Moreover, a high-class actor like himself would bother coming to a deserted restaurant that was very far from the city.

“Here?”

Drake nodded. “Hm.”

“You're not wrong?”

“You don't want to eat at this Restaurant?”

“Not—not like that.”

Drake flicked his shoulders indifferently. “Already come.”

They went into the restaurant. There were no other visitors besides them. Kania scratched his nape, there was a feeling of uncertainty. It doesn't matter to eat anywhere as long as it's delicious. But—restaurant is quiet customers who may not be too good food.

Choose to sit in the corner. Open the menu sheet that is on the table. The menu is Italian food. Due to Kania's confusion, he finally leaves the selection of food to Drake.

As many as the waiter, Kania circulated her gaze. Nice and clean restaurant, but very small.

“Why do you want to eat somewhere so far?” ask Kania.

Drake looked up. Shrugging shoulders. “Just want.”

Tapping his finger to the table, it felt very boring because Drake was just silent. The last option is to open the phone. See what's interesting done to that cheek object. Has not been able to open, the phone was first snatched.

“Drake!” pekik Kania's.

Drake did not answer. He keeps Kania's phone in his shirt pocket. “Cannot play mobile while with me.”

“You just kept quiet from now on. I'm bored.”

“Say if you really want to talk to me.”

Kania grunting. “Levels of confidence that have pierced the sky. Bagus—very good continue to develop until it can penetrate another world.”

Drake smiled faintly. More down his black hat. His clothes were indeed very closed to avoid that people would not recognize him. “Self-confidence is very necessary. You won't be able to live without confidence.”

“Serah.”

The side chair creaked as Drake switched positions. The man sat beside Kania. His hands were sassy hugging Kania's waist. The more moving touching the slender belly of the woman. Stir it with a certain movement.

“Stop-“ Kania holds Drake's hand in his stomach. “Other people will misunderstand.”

The more interesting Kania. Drake came closer, peeping the white neck. “It's normal for lovers to make out. What makes others misunderstand?” whispered.

Kania pushed Drake. “But here the open. You're not shy huh?”

Drake laughed a little. He released Kania. Lean on the chair with crossed hands. “Means you want to do it in a closed place.”

“Drake..” hiss Kania upset.

Their debate stalled when the waiter came to bring their ordered food. Menu are served one by one at the table. The amount is very much makes Kania gaping. How not, they are just the two and what if not spend that much food.

“You ordered this much?”

“Later to be finished.”

They were busy eating their own food. A few minutes passed, it was true. Although only the two proof they can spend the food. Of course with a full stomach.

Finished paying. A man in his mid-50s came to them. Give a paper bag.

“Thank you for coming here. I am very happy because you are the first visitors today,” he said.

“Not necessary, sir. The food here is good and we are happy to visit.” Kania tried to refuse.

But the father insisted that Kania accept. “Please thank as our thanks. May you last.”

Kania was at a loss to answer what, but she nodded and smiled. Then glanced at Drake who was silent from the tail of his eyes. Arriving in the car. His hand opened the paper bag. It turned out to contain two packs of pasta.

“Woah, this is mine. You can't take it,” Kania told Drake.

Drake took a quick glance at it, then refocused himself onto the streets. “Hm.”

The lesson Kania learned today with Drake is to help people without showing it. As he looked at Drake from the side, his lips could not help but smile. Shifting his eyes to the window as Drake noticed.

Drake just shook his head while smiling faintly.

**

A man was holding a woman who was sleeping. Put that tiny body on the bed. Remove the shoes that are being used. Then cover up to the neck. After giving a kiss on the forehead, Drake steps his foot into the bathroom.

When out of the bathroom, Drake's body feels fresher. His body was wrapped in a white shirt, he stepped closer to the bed. Lie down next to Kania. Slipping her hand on Kania's head. Then hugged the woman's waist with her other hand.

“Good night.”

**

Waking up with the sunlight that hit his face. Kania opened her eyes, observing the surroundings. His eyes widened when he realized this room was not his room. The plate felt heavy and there was a sigh from the nape of his neck.

Kania turned her body. Drake is still sleeping peacefully. Clean white face, sharp nose, firm jaw and thick eyebrows. The perfect blend that other men out there want to have. His hands raised would caress the man's cheeks. Not yet because a pair of eagle eyes first open. With her hair still in disarray Drake stared at Kania.

“You're up?” drake asked in a hoarse voice typical of newly awakened people.

Kania just nodded. His eyes narrowed at the wall clock. At 08:07 in the morning. Whahuh? Kania. It was noon and he should have been in the office.

“I'm late.” Kania. But his body again staggered into the mattress, precisely above the body of the man, Drake. “Let go me—Drake. I have to go to the Office.”

It wasn't that easy because Drake pulled Kania even tighter. Reversing her body until Kania was below her. Look at the woman for a moment. Then close her lips to the woman's neck. Gives a kiss and a light bite.

“Drake,” shrewd Kania closed her eyes. ‘why did I make that disgusting voice again? You are crazy, Kania!’

“Hm,” murmured Drake is still doing his job.

Hearing Kania's sexy voice made her unable to touch the woman anymore. His hands slid backwards. Pull off the tie of the dress rope that Kania is using. Then gently caress that smooth back. It does not stop there just moving on the side neck. Drake still wants to give Kania a token of ownership.

“Drake,” Ogre Kania. “Let go of me—I will be late.”

“You're already late, babe.” Drake's reply was heard. A few minutes later, Drake stopped. He looked at Kania who was still below him.

“Don't wear clothes less material anymore or I'll punish you,” he said before breezing off to go to the bathroom.

Kania was silent while adjusting her breathing. Pulling her hair in frustration, regretting her overreacting reaction with Drake's touch. He got out of bed and ran out of the Penthouse.

“Oh Kania,” greet Jefri who is in the doorway. His eyes stopped looking at Kania's reddened neck. Spreading his eyes then nodding his head slowly. “Alright—I understand,” he said.

Kania held back her embarrassment. “I don't have time anymore,” he said then passed Jefri just like that.

Arriving in front of the mirror, Kania saw her neck was very red. It will definitely be after this. Today must look more closed so that the trail made Drake can not be seen by others.