"That girl earlier, if she's your boyfriend, thank goodness I broke up with you. Unfaithful men like you I should stay away from. Useless bastard!" Lathia hissed.
Sean immediately glanced at Lathia. Didn't he hear wrong? Since when did Lathia become such a sarcastic girl?
"What are you talking about? I'm the same as you, accepting myself when you were in a relationship with Crish," Sean quipped with a lopsided smile. "Besides, is it really you? Since when did you dare to speak to me like that?" Sean had no idea.
Lathia didn't answer. She just stared at Sean coldly. "Lathia, as sweet and innocent as she used to be, is gone. I'm different now, I'm not a weak girl anymore. And I will not act recklessly to betray Crish again," Lathia emphasized. "Hope you are happy with your girlfriend. Tonight, it was the right decision for me to end this secret relationship. Oh yes. Please go back inside, and where is your boyfriend, hey?" the girl continued.
"None of your business," Sean answered quickly.
"Well that's that then." Latia gave up.
Next, Lathia turned around and walked away from there, leaving Sean alone. Sean then looked at Lathia's back which was getting further away, he looked at her closely, while thinking about Lathia's attitude just now.
Lathia used to be a shy girl, who was very sweet and kind. Even looking at Sean with such a sharp gaze like before, Lathia never dared. Maybe, having not seen each other for a few years, the girl was different.
No, Sean just couldn't feel the girl's development alone. He then smiled a little. "That change in your attitude makes me like you even more. Just you wait, there will come a time where I manage to snatch you from my brother. Even though I love my brother very much, but what I want, I will fight for it!"
***
Early in the morning, around five o'clock in the morning, Asya was already jogging, out of the area of the big house owned by Mr. Arman Alexander Sanjaya, who was none other than her mother's employer. The rest of last night's party kept Alma busy cleaning the house with other servants, meanwhile, Asya had not made up with Alma.
Asya did not want to disturb her mother. Because of that now Asya is ready with her school uniform, her bag is already attached to her shoulder with several thick books in her hand.
"Huft ...." The girl took a deep breath, she ran stealthily just now, maybe it was too early to come out. To the extent that the air that comes out of her breathing cavity creates steam, the difference between her body air temperature and the surrounding air is clear.
"I'm hungry, better stop by the nearest cafe," the girl muttered, closing the fence tightly. When Asya walked to the left, about to walk down the complex street to find a cafe, a man also came from the opposite direction.
The man was jogging with a towel hanging around his neck. Asya immediately stopped her steps suddenly, her beads bulging.
"That man ...? I-isn't it Cris?" cried Asya unconsciously. Asya froze in place while looking at Crish's stature who was getting closer to him. Crish didn't seem to notice Asya's presence.
Asya stared at Crish for a long time. Crish's tall and sturdy body is an attraction for Asya. Plus, a T-shirt and short sweatpants supported Crish's good looks that morning. Crish's distance from Asya was about five meters, so Crish accidentally glanced at Asya, who was still staring at him.
Asya immediately flinched when caught staring at the man. The girl reflexively turned around, her back to Crish. Crish stopped his steps and was surprised by Asya. However, at a glance Crish could recognize Asya's face. When he was about to pat Asya's shoulder to confirm, Asya first walked quickly from there, then ran fast, leaving Crish alone.
"H-hey, wait—" Crish's screams stopped as Asya's back moved further away from his gaze. He just stared at the girl's back which was getting smaller, because it was slowly being swallowed by the distance.
The girl's long hair fluttered in the air. Asya looked scared, it made Crish sigh, he then turned his gaze downwards. A thick book was lying at his feet. Crish bent down to pick it up.
'Homework Book : Asyara Hemalia.'
"Is this the girl's just now? Asyara? But … she looks like the Lia that Sean introduced yesterday," Crish muttered in a monologue. Crish then opened the book, there were some notes about homework and grades, don't forget there was a phone number on the last page of the book.
"Looks like I'll have to return it," Crish concluded.
***
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Asya's footsteps moved quickly, creating a thumping sound as her shoes hit the asphalt. Her legs continued to swing, she then turned, she don't know where Asya was running now.
However, when turning, Asya did not pay attention to the road, until the girl collided with someone who was walking opposite her.
BRUGH!
"WOW!" Asya squealed a little when her head hit someone's body, she then collapsed onto the asphalt.
"Sick!" Asya groaned a little, while hissing.
"Oh, you," someone said.
Asya immediately gasped when she heard the kind of man's voice. A familiar voice, Asya then looked up, she found Sean standing in front of her, in a white t-shirt and black training pants. Just like Crish.
Sean looked at Asya expressionless, cold. It was different yesterday when Sean pretended to be Asya's lover.
"You're Lia, yes," he said again, without intending to help Asya.
Asya didn't answer and just got up while patting her skirt which was a bit dirty. "Lia is just a disguise. My name is Asya," explained Asya briefly.
"Hmm, is that so? Yeah, I don't care, really." Sean looked indifferent, it made Asya hiss in annoyance. "Oh yes. Thank you for last night, it helped me," he continued.
Only a small nod that Asya gave. "And the paper?" asked Asia. She held out her palm to Sean, demanding the man's promise. "You said you'd return it, because that's the reason why I accepted your invitation," she asked looking at Sean seriously.
Sean was silent, staring right into Asya's retina. The boy's bead scanned the girl's bead. Beautiful retina, there is a lot of cheerful light that radiates from Asya's bead. Don't forget the faint make up still left on the girl's face.
Asya frowned when Sean looked at her without wanting to answer her question. "Hey, can you hear me? Give me back the paper you brought? You promised me, right?!" press Asya exasperated.
"Sean! Your name is Sean, right? Why are you just keeping quiet? I-"
"I love you," Sean cut in quickly.
Asya immediately went silent, for a few seconds Asya looked confused, as if Sean's words just now were difficult for her to understand for a short time. But a moment later, Asya was immediately wide-eyed. Her heart suddenly beat fast, didn't Asya hear it wrong?
"W-what? What are you saying?" Asya can't believe it.
Sean was silent as he stared right at Asya's beads. "I love you," Sean repeated quietly.
***
~To be continued~