Sandra was clumsy around her. It was chilly, especially with the air conditioner blowing just next to his torso.
She gazed at his blanket-covered body. Unattractive with numerous red markings on the skin. She immediately cursed the deeds of a person she despised much more.
"Are you awake, honey? Apologies, but there was a lengthy meeting."
Just walked into the room. Exhibiting a straight row of teeth. The ensemble is complete. In contrast to Sandra, who is not yet entirely conscious of what has occurred.
Bara approached his bride with soft footfalls.
"Do you require something?"
He said quietly. Feels honest and melodic. However, Sandra declined. She interpreted Bara's words as a request for him to sign the divorce papers.
Sandra exclaimed, "You set me up!" with a very dry throat.
"Drink. We yell and sigh with excessive overwhelming."
Sandra returned the glass that was extended to her. It's difficult to recall that embarrassing incident. She detested the fact that she had thoroughly liked playing Bara.
"Where are you headed?"
Bara was startled at seeing Sandra suddenly stand up. Not to add his surprise at the outcome of the glass when it was touched by the woman.
"Bara, none of your business. Put it off! I will put on my clothing!"
Sandra's slight scream compelled Bara to relinquish her hold on Sandra. She no longer cared about that. If only she still had his honor, because it has been stolen.
"Sit first here. I will add some new clothing to my closet."
"Nonsense. I desire my clothing."
Just don't heed. He resumed his approach to the walk-in closet. Sandra's closet contains a portion of its stuff. Sandra did not pack her entire wardrobe. Some are left behind because they do not fit in luggage.
"You are wearing this item. It remains yours. Once a month at the laundromat, have no fear. Just recently I washed it."
I was given a pale blue cellulite outfit by Bara. Sandra recalls that it is hers. However, his hands are still unwilling to accept.
"Please, San. Your clothing is severely torn. The shoes cannot be worn again."
Sandra exhaled. His mind was forced to replay the events of the last few hours. Bara suddenly kissed her. After initially refusing, she eventually responded to the man's crush.
Until Bara tore his garments, she was dressed normally. Sandra can just give up and even enjoy herself. This is typical of Bara, who is passionate about the subject. A thread that irritates him, he will rip until it is expelled from Sandra's body.
"Let's take San. Do you wish to repeat the action? I have been fasting for quite a while. Imagining your body without a single thread reignites my desire." Bara stated sincerely.
He is quite fond of Sandra. His wife was stunning. He who had not touched a woman in a long time was unable to pass it up.
"Sir, thank you for the dress. But I'm sorry, what you just said was irrelevant. How quickly can you fall in love, Bara?"
Sandra ran while wrapped in a large blanket. Avoiding Bara's stare, who meant to jump on him for a second time, he evaded her attack. She did not wish for it to occur again.
"Thankfully, it's still safe."
Sandra regulated her irregular heartbeat. It was unsettling to witness the passion-filled haze in her always-locked eyes. Bara's stare remains unchanged. However, she did not wish to be duped.
Immediate activation of the shower to remove Bara's residue from his body.
***
Bara continues to smile as he recalls that brief time. He desires Sandra so intensely. Reminded him numerous times. Even though Sandra had to dislike him again today, he was unconcerned. Ultimately, he also sensed that she still desired him.
He desired to become one with the bubbling water inside. Because these emotions have been suppressed for too long, they require release. Cry for idiocy to the end of time. Bara still respects Sandra, however. Before him, she will always be treated with respect.
Sandra snarled, "You're still here," when she noticed Bara sitting on the side of the bed. This time, he even gazed intently at her.
"Well, you're already dressed," Bara murmured dejectedly. He was too far away to envisage Sandra emerging from the restroom wearing only a towel. Her breasts were partially printed, which amused her. Similar to when his mind was still sound.
"Sir, don't think too far ahead. Would a fish willingly swim to shore if it knew its life was in jeopardy?" Sandra stated lazily. Thankfully, he followed his instincts by wearing clothes in the bathroom.
"Do you liken yourself to a fish?" Bara babbled.
"You appear to be a lot more talkative than previously, sir."
Just amused. Indeed, whether someone is flirting or having fun, speaking abilities are important. Bara is performing this action. Which proved to be significantly more challenging than flirting with potential clients.
"I am this way because of you," Bara stated afterward.
Just then, Sandra glanced away. Uninterested in a response. She applied naked lipstick to her lips. After applying basic cosmetics, she grabbed her bags.
Where are you headed? Bara panicked as it appeared Sandra would leave him.
"Sky College. He leaves at three o'clock in the afternoon." Sandra responded with an illegible facial expression.
Then proceed.
Sandra cursed her own mistake once more. Why is she finally telling the truth? She ought to have been able to explain she was returning to her flat to sleep. And do not wish to be interrupted. Thus, he may be liberated from the man he does not desire.
"What exactly are you waiting for? Please do not make our youngster wait."
"We are not your parents!" Despite Sandra's screamed refusal, she did not accept.
Bara brushed Sandra's half-damp hair softly. The woman's hair was not dry.
"Our lovely son. He's Skylar Hernandez. Undeniable."
Sandra's look was intense. How can it be that names are changed so arbitrarily? Not necessarily so will his son, either.
"His name is Skylar Lukito, Mr. Bara," answered Sandra, not wanting to lose.
"It is my father. Why is the surname different?"
Sandra just let out a frustrated sigh. No longer interested in serving Bara. Allow the man to ramble incoherently. He lacks concern.
Before the vehicle's engine started, Bara reiterated, "I vow to take care of our son's administration quickly."
"It depends on you. However, I do not wish to remarry you!" stated Sandra fiercely.
"It doesn't matter. We are not divorced. I never signed or sent the papers to the court."
Sandra looked with anger. Again, Bara portrayed him.
"I'd best just get off here sir. If you have to be in the same automobile with you for an extended period, it might get increasingly frustrating," explained Sandra.
The seatbelt was ready to be removed by his hand. But was unsuccessful due to Bara's arrest.
"San, do not act rashly. In addition, your use of formal language is somewhat peculiar. Address me by name, "Bara remarked with some annoyance. Even unknowingly, he gripped Sandra's shoulder strongly with his palm.
"You initiated the conflict and you were also the desperate party. What were you doing seven years ago, Bara?"
Sandra was as composed as she could be to prevent her tears from erupting. She was only recently sanctioned in front of Bara.
"I will make whatever amends Sandra desires. Give me one more chance."
Sandra perceived Bara's voice as faint in her ears. Even though he was exhausted by it, he continued to listen. He had numerous factors in mind. Particularly those associated with their only child.
His father had made a mistake. Should he also make a poor choice?
***