"I know honey, but this time I'm sure Juan won't leave Elena. So don't worry about that. When Juan claims something that belongs to him, he will always defend it no matter what."
"So what did you do to get you involved?"
"I bought Elena birth control pills," Quela squeaked.
"I can't stand hearing Elena cry all the time Al, she calls me while crying. She scares. She's really scared. She's afraid of getting pregnant." Quela explained. He was also confused about what to do.
Juan is not an opponent for him, Quela has no more power or strength. He might be the one who will be destroyed by Juan.
"I'm really worried about Elena, I know that Juan is the type that if you already love someone, you will be very obnoxious and possessive."
"Elena doesn't like it, she's a free person. Meanwhile, Juan is very dominant and he has to obey his will. This is my fault," Quela whispered sadly remembering the incident at that time.
Where when he had a problem with Aldrich and he went to a club that he had never stepped to before.
And when he was drunk he called Elena to come to pick him up. And that's where it all started.
"Hey, it's not your fault honey, they were meant to meet."
"Yes, but still, I wish I hadn't asked to come to the club at that time," Quela explained.
Aldrich who heard the word club' immediately flattened his face again.
"Club'? are you crazy?" Aldrich hissed.
"Yes, it's your fault, it was you who welded the Asians," Quela growled. Remembering that incident made Quela snort.
"But that doesn't mean you have to go to the club' Quela, don't you know the people inside there huh? Aldrich was annoyed.
"Shit," he hissed.
"Okay, don't be angry anyways, it's been a while. I'll never go in there again," Quela squeaked, seeing Aldrich who was still staring at him intently.
"That's the first and last thing you understand! " said Aldrich. Luckily he didn't see Quela directly go in there.
If it's not normal, he'll make sure his anger will rise and as a result, he will hurt his girl.
"I understand," Quela answered as she twirled her fingers.
"Then what is Elena's fate now Al, Juan will surely be angry if he finds out that Elena took the pills I gave him. Juan is also angry with me, I'm afraid to meet him," Quela said with a shudder. Especially when Aldrich told him that Juan wanted to teach him a lesson if only he wasn't Aldrich's girlfriend.
"Don't worry honey, I'm here. I won't let Juan hurt you."
Aldrich replied while gently stroking his girl's mane.
"Really, but he's your best friend and also your boss." Cynical Quela doesn't believe it completely.
"You doubt me, huh?"
"It's not like that, but isn't it Juan...
"Shh, stop talking about other men and saying his name. Let's just talk about something else. And don't worry about Elena. She'll be fine," Aldrich soothed.
"Huft, if I'm quiet like this, I'm thinking about Elena. What is Juan doing to her? How about we go to Juan's house? Elena must be there, right Al," Quela asked, shaking the man's hand.
"Not now honey, Juan is in a rage. Let them solve their problems. I told you not to worry about Elena. Juan loves her very much."
"Okay, let's go for a walk, I want to spend the rest of the day with you," Aldrich said with a smile.
"Em, it's okay, instead of being silent like this, it's been a long time since we've gone out. You're always busy sis," Quela muttered, puffing her cheeks.
"I work honey, to collect money for you and our future. For our children too," Aldrich said angrily as he pinched the girl's cheek a little.
"Who wants to have children with you? I didn't say I wanted to marry you," interjected Quela.
"It's good, then who are you with huh? I won't let it. You have to marry me, period!!"
"Please let me go," Elena grinned at Juan who was now staring at her from the couch.
The man was even engrossed in his coffee while playing on his cell phone.
Elena was tired of screaming and crying and wailing, but Juan didn't care at all.
He was starving. But it's his fault because he was the one who went on a hunger strike. Even though Juan had ordered many servants to bring him lots of food and he refused.
Juan, who was tired of persuading, finally ordered all the servants to take all of his food.
And now Elena's stomach growled loudly. Elena's face reddened with embarrassment, surely Juan heard it very clearly.
"Hungry?" asked Juan with a crooked smile. Juan had expected it. He was just waiting for her to ask and he was sure Elena would do it because she couldn't stand hunger.
Elena bit her inner lip in annoyance. He wanted to punch the head of this very annoying man.
"Yes, I'm hungry. Satisfied! Elena shouted, throwing away her prestige.
"Too bad for you sweetheart, heum okay. Because I'm feeling good I'm going to feed you. Tali, be nice, otherwise I can be even worse, heum. Don't try to test my patience again," Juan sweated, not kidding.
"Now let's go out," said Juan who stood up from his seat and slowly untied his woman.
"I warn you not to mess around," Juan peppered Elena. He didn't really want to do this either but how else would he? He was afraid that Elena would run away and leave him.
"Juan is now holding Elena's hand and walking towards the exit and taking out a collection of keys, after trying several times the door finally opens.
"Why are there so many keys, there was only one before," Elena asked following Juan's steps. It seems according is the best way now.
Instead of him getting hit by the man's scary tantrum again.