Love that no one can't break. A love that continues the history itself. A love that she can't forget. The more you hate, the more you want. Cinyla will fall in love with a man that he really doesn't know. She will allow the man who is also part of their past. What to choose? The power of love or the dictates of the other to stop the wrong from being done? Many struggles will rise, the truth will come; and the past will return and repeat in the present. Until where? Until when? Is it still right? "Stay with me, Cinylia. I will give you everything even if I die. I can't lose you... Not only that, but I have already fallen in love with you."
I am busy cleaning the house when suddenly a doorbell rang at our gate.
"Cinyla, open it first, maybe my guest is already there," said mama from the kitchen, while I am in the living room sweeping.
"Yes mommy," I replied.
I finished sweeping first because it was so close and put it aside. Because it's still morning but mama has a visitor right away. I don't know who is that, maybe our near relatives.
Shit!
"Good morning milady," a handsome man in front of me said sweetly. His skin is white and his height is tall. He has a dimple on both sides of his cheek so when he smiles, every woman will fall in him.
But all of that is just a weird imagination. Stop thinking, Cinyla.
"Good morning too. Who are they? I said with a smile.
Maybe he just got lost in our village but my mom said he is a guest here, or maybe he is literally our relative or my mom's friend of mine.
"Oh, there you are, BenChua.Just come inside, I have already cooked our lunch. Join us!" mama said happily.
"Cinyla, join him in the kitchen." She commanded so I stopped thinking of anything and focus on the things that I need.
"Yes mom," I said as I accompanied BenChua in our kitchen area. But while we are walking I was thinking about his name.
Liked really? I found it so suspicious about his name, imagine in one name there are two. His name is BenChua and I can say that his parents' brains are really fat. I almost laughed at what I thought.
I don't know if I'm assuming or deliberately true? He also thinks straight. I hope I'm wrong because his looks are annoying.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry? You can ask me if you want," he said seriously.
I first looked at him for about 10 seconds not because I was overwhelm or anything. But because I thought carefully about whether I should respond to his question correctly or rather I should just despise him.
But in the end, I just really got the answer. "Yeah, I'm okay! Don't worry, BenChua."
He smiled until we reached the kitchen. I sat it down and took care of it. Hays! Why am I taking care of him? It must be Mark, my boyfriend. Honestly, at this point, mama knew nothing of our relationship. Mark has been my boyfriend for almost 2 years. Before I graduated high school I had already awarded him my sweet yes.
He is worth it to be loved because Mark is really faithful to me but I can't say yet because his mom is my mom's best friend. Besides that there are enemies, Mark and I are the ones who are stuck or will be experienced the trouble. We both know about this, but how long will it be like this?
"Cinylaaaaa!" mama shouted.
It turns out that the water in BenChua's glass is spilling. I didn't even notice what I was thinking about Mark. Ugh! My fault because my mind is totally thinking about anything, again and again.
"Sorry BenChua." I hurriedly wiped him.
"It's okay don't think too much of me," he said proudly.
I almost hit him with the way he looked. He didn't know that I had a boyfriend. Besides, I have no intention of hitting him. I'm loyal, duh! He can't seduce me. Whatever!
"H-ha? What are you doing ha?! You're not of my type you I ha- ..." I immediately cut off what I was going to say because I might slip. It's not that I'm not proud of my boyfriend, Mark. I'm just not really ready to say it right away.
And because maybe what else can I say, it's good that mama just spoke so I sat down so we could eat.
"Oh BenChua, you just ate a lot huh? Cinyla will come with you to your room later," she said while mama was still looking at me.
"Mom?!" I said annoyed because I don't want to be with this clingy and weird man anymore.
"Cinyla! Just do what I told you to do. You'll just go with him to our guestroom and after that, then give him to rest and leave. Another thing is to give him the duplicate key," mama said seriously.
I just nodded and my lips pout, because I don't want to accompany this man, but I need. Ugh! My day makes him ruined. I hate it! I don't where he is from but mama said he is our guest without further explanation. Even though he is handsome, I have no intention of liking him or what.
We just ate and tried to calm ourselves. It's embarrassing for him. Who is he? And why does he need to sleep with us? Hays! It would have been annoying after that, but later I will talk to my man so that this anger will be gone and it might lose the bad vibes I feel.
"Hey, beautiful? Are you okay? Are you angry with me?" he asked.
I raised my eyebrows because I think this man is joking. He is running out of patience. Does he care if I'm not okay or I'm disgusted? Hays! It will be better if he leaves now! "I'm okay, just focus on yourself," I said seriously.
I just try to remove any bad vibes that I have and try to be formal with this special guest.
"Oh, before anything else BenChua, this is my daughter Cinyla, she will accompany you so that later you can rest," she said gently.
"Yes, miss! Thank you so much!" he replied.
Fortunately, I finished eating as well. And this crazy guy just smiles and thinks you won the lottery.
"You're too formal, BenChua. Just called me auntie okay?" my mom added.
"Oh sure, auntie! Thank you for the food. It's so delicious!" he said happily that it was as if he was just flattering.
"Oh my gosh, it's okay. Rest in your room, Cinyla will take care of you. Daughter, you'll take care of him, huh? Don't be rude to him, I will just do something." mama reminded.
I just nodded in her agreement. I can't do anything but follow my mom. Even though I'm nervous about this man, I also feel the madness with him.
He is just a guest, why do I need to feel this way? Okay, he is just nothing and a normal guest. No need to worry, calm down yourself!
GUESTROOM
We are currently here in the guest room because I accompanied him to his temporary resting place. I hope he's only here for a while because I don't what him to stay for too long. He will be ruined every day, and I don't be mad anymore. I'll try my best to approach him.
"This is going to be your room. Are you okay with that?" I asked while I looked around because it was actually clean. My mom, clean this just for him huh?
"All right, just rest! If you need anything, just know on the left door. It is my room. I'm leaving," I said goodbye and nodded.
When I came out, I felt relief and I let out a deep sigh.
What do you have and you're so attractive?
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