The Passion of the Actor
Season 2 Chapter 23

Sidney's intention to tell Scot the truth seems to be delayed again. When the face of the mouth, the fine arts teacher came to call him.

"Ntar went home from school and said it. I'll pull it up."

Sidney could only sigh. In fact, they did not come home from school because Scot had to help Mr. Sola teach extra-curricular classes in the field of painting.

Scot had asked him to wait, but Sidney, who was badmood, chose to go home first. "Yes, Mr. Komar ngantar lo, let me take a motorcycle taxi" said Scot when the girl refused to stay.

"No need. I'm the one who got back on the ojek. Yes, I'll unplug it first."

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At first Sidney wanted to stop at the bookstore, but because her mood changed again, she decided to go home. In his mind he had imagined swimming at home. It could at least reduce the heat in his heart. After all, swimming may be able to make it more relaxed.

After all, when he came home earlier, he still had time to see Paris chatting in canteen B, near the parking lot. Sidney guessed, the man must have wanted to wait for her, invited her to come home together. He was still angry, not angry like he was angry, but still left annoyed. So, he decided to go home through the main exit so as not to meet Paris.

Today Paris is really able to piss him off half to death. Yeah, let's say he's jealous. But he should have kept his distance from Cici, right? Even if they haven't broken up yet, why would she still want to be touched by Cici?

"Breng's Paris base*sek!" he said he was in the taxi that brought him home.

Sidney handed over 100 thousand money to the driver, because it had brought him around at his request.

Along with the full volume of music in his ear, Sidney stepped into the house, climbed up and into the room. Just about to close the door of the room, someone had already kept the door from closing until he could enter.

Sidney's eyeballs were rounded, there were no words she could say, just glaring intently at the tall figure currently standing before her.

"Why go home alone? Through from where? I'm waiting in the parking lot" said Paris softly. She knew, her current girl was angry and upset at him, so she did not want to make things worse.

"Bodo very!"

"Don't dong, honey. If I'm wrong, we're talking. If you shut up, how do I know where it's wrong?"

"If something goes wrong? So you don't think you're wrong?!" sidney is upset. His sense of sadness had diminished, but seeing Paris who did not realize his mistake made Sidney angry.

Confused what to answer, Paris finally kept silent while guessing in his heart. Is it because he ate Sidney's chicken noodles? he remembered Cici. " God, why do I remember now? Is Sidney mad because I was sitting in the cafeteria there Cici was there too? but it's not my fault, that strange girl who is approaching, I've been kicked out, but don't want to go," his mind. This time Paris felt convinced that that was the reason Sidney inhabited him.

"Cici's problem..."

"I don't want to hear. It's up to you to go back with him. You guys are a good fit!"

Sidney pushes Paris' body so she can pass. Throw the bag over his study table and sit on the edge of the bed to open his shoes.

"When I was in the cafeteria, he wasn't there yet. By the time he arrived and sat down near me, I had already kicked him out, indifferently thinking that there was nothing, so I put on a headset with full volume. My view also focused on the mobile screen, playing online game matches with teams from England, so no matter what he did." Paris explained with his hand still open the shoes and socks Sidney.

If it has been treated like this makes Sidney feel guilty to Paris has been indifferent to him.

"I just realized you were there when you saw the phone you threw on the table. I can't go back to her, because my heart already has. You remember the padlock of my heart was on you, so how could there be a girl who could go inside?"

Sidney's tears are melting. He became the evil one because he had sulked and considered Paris unfaithful. Maybe because the behavior of Paris who used to like changing girlfriends made him immediately suspect Paris every girl beside him.

Sidney gave up her heart. In the past maybe he has liked Paris, since childhood, but it's just a sense of awe turned into a sense of liking. But now, after they officially date, and Paris has touched the recesses of her heart with a gentle touch and mannerisms of the man to her, Sidney could not possibly lose Paris again.

Paris put the girl's shoes on the sides of her feet, then looked into Sidney's face. Seeing the girl's tears on her cheeks, Paris rushed to wipe away her tears.

"Don't cry. I was wrong. I wouldn't underestimate such a small thing. I'll look out for myself, I'll always consider whether this will hurt your heart or not" Paris continued.

Sidney couldn't stand it, her eyes still glazed over at Paris' handsome face, and immediately scattered in the man's arms.

"Dear, don't cry anymore. I became more and more of a breng*sek man" said Paris, raising her face, looking at each other and then Paris knew what to do.

Her lips have explored the texture of Sidney's lips, gently and soulfully. His heart was turbulent wanting to make the girl his whole possession, wanting to marry Sidney so he wouldn't have to fear loss.

They seemed to want to treat each other's wounds, until there was no more doubt. The kiss turned into an intense moss*and both of them were so dissolved in the turmoil in the heart, that the breath continued to hunt and did not hear the sound of the door being opened.

"What are you guys doing?!"

The loud howl shocked the lovers until Sidney's reflexes pushed Paris' body and looked at the angry and wounded figure who was now standing on the doorstep.

Both stand up. Sidney who was at a loss for words could only step over wanting to get close to the person who was so hurt over what they had already done.

"Scot... Scot. I can explain..." Sidney, who had found his tongue, was approaching, but had not yet reached where Scot was standing, and Scot had run down the stairs.

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Duh, dear Scot feeling...😥🤦