When the One I Love Betrays
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Shafa became uneasy after seeing Joseph's expression that looked like he wanted to eat that person. All the way to Joseph's apartment, Shafa remained silent and spoke no words.

Even upon arriving in the basement of the apartment, Shafa chooses to open the car door himself before Joseph opens it for him. He even took the groceries that were in the trunk of his car. He chose the bag from the supermarket, it must have been food.

Shafa even immediately ran towards the elevator when he saw the elevator door open because there was someone who had just used it. Shafa held down the elevator door with his feet waiting for Joseph who was walking towards him.

"Next time don't use the legs, danger!" reprimand Joseph then let the elevator door close and press the button that reads the number 10 where Joseph's apartment unit is on the floor.

While in the elevator Shafa also just chose to lower his head. Shafa did like to judge Joseph, but that man was already angry. He was also very scared, seeing his face alone Shafa would not even dare.

Ting

The elevator doors open, Joseph and Shafa get out of there. Joseph asked for all the shopping bags Shafa was carrying.

"Give me!" exclaim Joseph.

Shafa did not not know what Joseph was asking. Shafa knows he's asking for the grocery bag he brought. But Shafa who sees Joseph starts to care about him tries to nak4l again on Joseph.

"I gave it to you!" answer Shafa.

Joseph frowned because Shafa's answer was ambiguous.

"Miss, you know what I'm not asking you for?" joseph asked a little.

Shafa also nodded in understanding.

"You know, you asked for my heart, right! and I gave it to you ten years ago!" shafa's words made Joseph sigh and forcefully pull the grocery bag out of Shafa's hand.

Joseph then leaves Shafa for his apartment unit. Shafa chuckled softly, he indeed never hurt at any rejection of Joseph. Because he knows, love takes effort, it takes struggle. Not just giving perangs4ng medicine to be able to make someone completely yours.

Shafa follows Joseph into his apartment unit. This was the first time Shafa had entered Joseph's apartment. He closed the open door until it was automatically locked.

Shafa then followed Joseph who was in the kitchen. Shafa quickly took the ingredients out of the grocery bag and opened the blazer he was wearing.

"Where's Appron?" ask Shafa.

"In that drawer!" joseph answered, pointing at a drawer.

"Oh well, you take a shower first. I'll finish what's here!" shafa said so confidently.

Joseph complied with what Shafa asked. He went to his room and took a shower. While Shafa was preparing water in a small pot then put it on the stove. He followed the tutorial on his phone.

Occasionally beautiful hands and mulu5 Shafa touch the edge of the pot that makes it jump hot jump.

"Oh, my goodness, this is the third time. Why is it so hard to just cook pasta!" moaning Shafa who flushed the edge of his palm with cold water because it was hit by the edge of a hot pot.

In the first experiment, the pasta he cooked was overcooked, making him unable to be spooned with a fork.

"Oh no, it's even like porridge!" muttered.

But Shafa did not give up, he repeated again boiling the pasta. Shafa adjusted the time and subtracted five minutes from the time of the first boiling.

Shafa was quite satisfied with his second paste. A wide smile emanated from his face, he was so busy that he did not realize that Joseph who had taken a bath and changed clothes with collared shirts and short jeans was watching him. Joseph even smiled as Shafa smiled at the results of his cooking.

Next Shafa made the sauce for his pasta, he opened the canned meat and poured it over the pan.

"Geez, I forgot. Should've sauteed the onions first!" muttered.

But when the onion with a large size it will be cut, the onion even ran from the cutting board.

"Geez, please understand the onion. I'm so hungry!" shafa complained about the onion in front of him.

Joseph chuckled without a sound, because of Shafa's behavior.

"Aughhhhh!" cry Shafa suddenly.

Joseph rushed to Shafa.

"What's wrong, miss?" joseph panicked.

"Hiks.. My hand hurts, it hurts!" Shafa cries and shows his left index finger that has been covered with blood 4n for accidentally teris1s pis4u when going to cut onions.

Seeing Shafa cry and his finger hurt, Joseph thoughtlessly put Shafa's left index finger directly into his mouth. And sniff out the blood that came out.

"Jo, no..!"

But Joseph did not listen to Shafa, After the dar4hnya not as much as earlier, Joseph immediately took Shafa to the dining table. He had Shafa sit down and Joseph take an ointment and plaster from the desk drawer in the television room.

Joseph carefully treated and plastered the wound on Shafa's finger. Joseph then wiped Shafa's tears on his face.

"Still sore?" ask Joseph.

Shafa who was still feeling the pain on his finger nodded.

Whether there was a thought from where, Joseph directly pointed the finger of Shafa he was still holding onto his lips.

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Joseph kissed Shafa's finger wrapped in the wound plaster. Making Shafa's heart feel like jumping from where he is. The strange vibration also made Shafa's face flushed instantly. His breath felt stuck in his neck. Shafa looked up to see what Joseph was doing to relieve the pain on his finger.

Joseph even stroked Shafa's head gently.

"Let me continue, you're hungry, right?" ask Joseph.

Shafa was completely hypnotized, Shafa could not even make the slightest sound of a surprised crotch to see Joseph's attitude towards him.

Joseph immediately went to the kitchen and continued Shafa's cooking.

Shafa who sat back to the kitchen was still silent. This was the first time Joseph spoke so softly like that to her, Shafa even kept looking at her finger wrapped in plaster.

'It's not a dream, if I knew getting hurt would bring me attention, then I would...!' just now Shafa was implying.

But there was a voice coming from behind him.

"Don't even think about intentionally hurting yourself!" joseph's strangulation made Shafa directly scratch his own head.

'Oh my God, how could he possibly know what I was thinking!' inner Shafa astonished.

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