The Throne Of The Heart
Section 15

The car Theo was driving stopped at Lashira's compound. "Thank you, brother.. I went in first" he said, opening the car door.

Chequek!

Lashira turned her head with a puzzled face as Theo locked the car door, "why brother?" Theo looked at the girl seriously, "are you related to Greyson?" lashira's heart was timid, she was at a loss as to what to answer.. Because he himself did not understand his relationship with the man.

The man suddenly entered into his life without excuse, messing with his life like a storm. But thanks to the man as well he found another figure within him that was so different from his usual self. Amazingly the man stayed by her side even though Lashira showed her the worst side.

Lashira also did not need to hold herself back if faced with the man. Unlike when he was with the others, where he had to press all over his bad side to keep them by his side.

Lashira smiled faintly, "i don't know either.. What is our relationship, but it seems like he will always be by my side no matter what.." Suddenly Theo put his face close to Lashira's face until the girl gasped in surprise. "I can too, why should I be like him?"

Lashira's face flushed red as their noses touched, "sister.." she softly explained.

Theo's gaze now focused on the girl's lips, Lashira closed her eyes tightly and held her breath as Theo pressed her lips together. Just gluing it, but long enough in such a position, until the tears of Lashira made Theo realize and release the girl.

"Sorry.."

Lashira rubbed her tears, without looking at the man she said, "I have to go in.."

The girl just got out as soon as Theo unlocked the car door. He continued walking into his house regardless of Theo's call. As soon as the girl's back was nowhere to be seen, Theo growled in annoyance as he ruffled his hair in frustration.

Clarissa who had been waiting for Lashira's arrival immediately stood up from her place as soon as the door of the house opened. "Where's bonyok?" ask Lashira. Clarissa's flutter attitude, made Lashira's facial expression flat, "want until when are you?" after saying that, Lashira immediately walked quickly to her room without caring for Clarissa's answer.

***

His phone rang again for several times, but Lashira never touched the phone. Irritatedly he slipped his phone into a water pitcher that was on the nightstand and threw his body back into the bed.

Today, for the first time he skipped college and kept himself locked up in his room, he also did not respond to Clarissa's screams telling him to eat, even Chika chose to return to campus because she gave up persuading the girl.

After a day of coiling under the covers, the girl went into the bathroom feeling unusually sultry. Though now it is almost midnight and it is raining out there, but the girl instead soaked without warm water.

Seconds by seconds, minutes by minutes passed but the girl was still at home inside. Inside the room was a man waiting for the girl. Suspicious that there was no sign at all, Greyson burst into the bathroom. Both of his eyes almost slipped from his eyes when he saw Lashira's paled face.

Grayson swiftly picked up the girl and rinsed her quickly. He immediately wrapped Lashira's body using a new towel and blanket. Lashira opened her eyes and smiled faintly at Greyson's presence, "are you here?" he said weakly. Greyson nodded, he set the room temperature to be warmer and checked the girl's body temperature.

Lashira touched the man's hand, "who are you?" I looked at the girl with teary eyes. Greyson brought his face closer to hear more clearly what the girl was saying. "you know? He kissed me." Greyson's face stiffened at Lashira's whisper-like voice.

"Say he can too, and why should you?" Greyson wiped the girl's tears gently.

"I don't know why you should either! I don't even know you at all, I just know your name. Besides, I don't know anything about you. But this heart.." The girl's speech stopped.

Lashira looked at Greyson deeply, "because of you I have a heartache!!" whining Lashira like a child, Greyson scratched his head in confusion as to how to deal with the girl. Obviously the girl's condition is not good, the girl's body temperature feels very hot.

"Can you wear your own clothes?" lashira's childish rant came to a halt upon hearing Greyson's words. The girl's eyes glazed back, "Grey.he kissed me, right here." She was like a child pointing at her lips. "Aren't you angry?"

Lashira's tears came back out, "sorry.."

"Where?"

Lashira touched her lips with a sad face, Greyson immediately brought her face closer and kissed the girl deeply. "What's that like?" Lashira shook her head, she pulled Greyson's nape and pressed her lips against Greyson's; just as Theo did to her.

"But that's not the case," the girl sneered at Greyson looking at him.

"I can't answer her question, who are you, Grey? Am I who are you? What's our relationship?" ask her with a trembling voice. Greyson pulled the girl into his arms, occasionally peeping her head gently.

After the girl fell asleep, Greyson took off his embrace and carefully dressed the girl. If you do not think about the condition of the girl now could have lost control when wearing her clothes, but if you see the condition of her girl like this. let alone ‘touch her’ had thought about ‘itu’ only did not.

Greyson exhaled violently due to Lashira's still high body temperature. Hurrying down he prepared warm water to compress the girl. The movement of his hands stopped as he sensed the presence of someone behind him.

“Who?” clarissa asked who couldn't see Greyson's face clearly because the kitchen lights weren't on.

Greyson continued his activities without worrying about Clarissa. The girl quickly turned on the kitchen lights and was shocked to see the man she had been waiting for in the kitchen.

After he finished, he immediately returned to Lashira's room without saying anything to Clarissa, the man passing by just not caring about her being there. Clarissa smiled wryly, her eyes suddenly feeling hot.

The girl walked towards the refrigerator like the initial goal to fetch cold water. Without using the glass, he immediately drank it straight from the teapot. “Control yourself Clar..” murmured.

***

Greyson painstakingly compresses Lashira's forehead overnight, willingly going back and forth to the kitchen to replace the girl's compressing water. He even ignored all calls from his cell phone and all his work for the sake of taking care of the girl.

Lashira opened her eyes as sunlight greeted her face, she wriggled inside her blanket intending to continue her sleep. But his eyes opened wide as a shadow last night appeared in his head. The basin and a small towel are still on the nightstand, even the phone that he put yesterday in the water pitcher has been charged on his study table.

“Don't it not a dream?” ask him to yourself. He stared at the horror of his appearance in the mirror, who was wearing clothes last night?

Quickly he picked up his phone and contacted Greyson, “you last night to my house?” once connected, the girl immediately asked a question. There was a heavy exhale across there, “ya.”

“What are you-”

“Come here, later you can ask anything you want to know.” cut Greyson in a hoarse voice, obviously if the man just woke up.

“Good.”.

“Then I close.”

Lashira cleared her throat slowly, she scrunched her forehead because she felt something was wrong. “Wait, why did I become like this?”