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Sepia Confession

🌻Winona

Not twenty-four hours I met Jacob again, but the memory of togetherness was already imprinted in memory. Beautiful past events, everything was also re-spinning in my head. From her sweet attitude to her attention. Maybe the likes and admiration caught me off guard.

That all that attention is in fact just a fake cradle. Himself is the embodiment of a mantra that misleads my heart. It makes me unable to separate the will of the heart and the rejection of logic. Makes me fall back and drown in expectations.

I shook my head slowly. Then rubbed my face rough.

Thinking about Jacob would just be a waste of my time and thoughts! I better take a shower and then install my draft work which if I let it, will accumulate.

My fingers feel sore. My head is heavy too. My eye pellets? Huh, how many times have I rubbed it because it almost made me fall asleep.

I have a work target, three hours of rest.

I started at half ten. That means, there's an hour left until I can rest. Two files have been edited, each containing ten sub drafts.

I went back to yawning. And at that moment I realized, I needed coffee.

I snorted, recalling the bitter coffee that Aleia had sent out this morning! The salad is also very dry! The sandwich? Uh, tuna sandwich! I only ate it three bites, just to make my hungry stomach fill up a little.

Huh! Is she not good at cooking? And...

There seems to be a misunderstanding between them. If I could replay this morning's events in my mind, Jacob's face seemed so upset. The corner of his eyes twitched, his jaw pulled tight. And the man exhaled a few rough breaths.

As I recall, Aleia was Jacob's cousin. Their familial relationship is quite far away actually. Jacob's parents divorced when he was five years old. His mother remarried when Jacob was nine. And that marriage only lasted two years.

When Jacob was eighteen, his mother remarried. This time with the wealthy widower the owner of the stock here and there. His father had no children before. And after marrying Jacob's mother, they have one daughter who is now eight years old.

And Aleia, son of a sister, father Jacob continued.

Judging from Jacob's expression earlier, the man didn't seem to like Aleia holding his apartment card. And that's exciting news for me!

Huh! I shouldn't be happy! I should have been vigilant! Because Jacob is as cultural as Gema. Although Echoes is clearly more of a crocodile than Jacob.

Oho! I remember the letter Jacob said! Is it true that Sepia hid the letter from me? But, why?

Then Jacob said Sepia likes him?

I understand why Sepia likes that guy.well. And now I'm warning myself not to fall into the same hole!

Then, is it true that Sepia invited me to meet yesterday? Not Echoes? Oh, I have to make sure of it myself.

Yep!

I clicked on sleep mode, then grabbed the phone. I directly pressed Sepia's contact.

My call was not lifted!

I snorted in annoyance. My cheeks immediately warmed up the taste! Is that right, Sepia is two-faced? As Jacob alleged! I don't want to believe it!

And one office thing, I don't want to go to work at Sepia's! My friend told me once, the branch manager was a striped-nose man. Even Sepia once told me, she was forced to accompany the man who had fat on his belly, go karaoke!

I did not feel disgusted at that time, because Sepia told me while crying. He was forced, because he needed a leave of absence. Sepia's mother passed away, and she was eager to see her mother's face one last time.

And I was actually the one who was looking for a vacancy at the Eema company, when I was still working there. I didn't even expect... Echoes finally meet Sepia! Although their proposal was impressed like the way Gema refused to be ashamed, because I refused.

But I think Gema really likes Sepia! My friend told me all the sweet and romantic things that he did to her.

Thinking about all this, made my head throb.

Standing up, I took a quick step towards the little pantry that I had decorated myself. This kosanku is about six meters long and four meters wide. I put the single mattress in the corner by the window. Then I added small shelves and tables in the corner opposite to the bed. I put up a cream-colored folding curtain, making the small room one meter wide and four meters long.

I took a packet of my favorite latte coffee, then cut a small packet of sugar, put it in a jar. I don't need that extra sugar apart. Then I took half a teaspoon, extra black coffee without the dregs. Enough to add to its bitter taste. Pouring hot water, I can smell the coffee again makes me feel relaxed.

Cellphone's ringing. I stepped quickly towards that single bed.

My eyes widened, as I saw the name Sepia on the screen!

“Halo! Where are you going anyway? It's hard to call! I saw you last night, Sep! But where are you going?” fast spray. I exhaled a huff of breath. “When you get married, I invite you to meet, the reason is to pick Yura up from the tutoring place! That was the beginning of marriage! Trus lo move. Uh, now you come back here. I found you.. But what?”.

I heard her little laugh from across the phone. “Lo know why I am insecure? You know what I'm most afraid of now?” the sound at the end of the joint slightly vibrated. “Lo destroyed my household, and in fact you are not in love with Echoes! Then me? My son is a broken home victim. I feel afraid again to get married.” that sentence stopped.

I held my breath, hearing that sentence come out of Sepia. “Sep, I don't want your household ruined because of me!”

“Makanya lo marry soon! Let Echoes not keep thinking!” a small laugh, as if scornful as it was back sounded. “Lo know? I feel claustrophobic, when I'm in the same bed, and he calls me your name! I hugged him! But the name of another person who was in the whisper of his gibberish!”

I'm choked. Can't process the right words to comfort my friend.

“Sorry, if I have to be honest with you! I tried not to tell this story to you! I swear I can't take it anymore! I'm tired!”

I heard her sobs. Oh, what can I do now? My heart was broken, with every sharp breath that sounded furious.

“And this minute, Jacob called me! It's the existence of lo!”

Jacob called Sepia? Why did he pretend not to see me?

“Why the hell? That dandy is the same? My lack of what do you want yourself!”

Those words pierced my heart. Stabbing my heart beating slowly.

Phone connection is turned off.

Why would Sepia say that to me? It was as if I was wrong, because Echoes still thought of me!

What can I do? Even I've stayed away from the echo! That man should be self-conscious!

Is that why Sepia is no longer contacting me? He kept his pity on Gema, by scapegoating blackened my name. I see, wounded people tend to seek self-defense. By blaming others for the hurt they feel.

But Sepia was wrong! He shouldn't hate me! He should have understood my situation. He knows what I'm like! I'm not a woman who likes to approach someone who already has one!