The Passion Of My Enemy
** Morning Sickness **
Derek ran after the unraveling brown haired woman who was walking in front of him. He did not care about the insults made by the people who were hit by him. He can't lose that figure.
"Amy!" Derek called.
But the woman did not listen. Make Derek speed up his run and call back.
"Amy!"
The woman stopped and turned around, turning her head towards Derek who suddenly stopped his steps after seeing the woman's face.
"Oh, Hi, Handsome. You summoned? But my name's not Amy."
The woman smiled seductively. Closer to Derek, so his chest almost came into contact with Derek's body.
"But for you, I don't mind being Amy or whoever you want, handsome." He blinked his eyes. Making Derek who realized his mistake immediately back away from the woman.
"sorry. I'm wrong man."
But the woman kept going forward. Step back to Derek.
"I told you, honey. I don't mind being your Amy tonight."
Derek stepped back, the smell of the woman's perfume making her stomach feel nauseous. The moving hand hugged his body then made Derek stiff. Can't stand back from that woman anymore.
"Whoaaaa .. better get your hands off, sweetie. You don't know what he can do if he doesn't like someone."
Mike's voice beside Derek made the two men turn their heads. Mike forcibly releases the woman's hand that surrounds Derek's body.
"Come, Sweet. Get out of here as soon as you can."
The sharp cold gaze from Mike's gray eyes made the woman shudder. Without refuting he retreated, then started to turn around and step away from the two men.
"Why are you so long."
"I have to pay for that drink, Derek. What are you thinking anyway? You think your wife would come to a place like this?"
Derek shook his head. It seems like losing Amy made her eyes hallucinate. Felt that brunette woman was his wife.
"Come on. We're looking for a place to rest. We need energy to start our search again tomorrow. Hopefully there's some good news from Alex tonight, "Take Mike.
Derek nodded. Exhales heavily and follows Mike to their car leaving the club that night.
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The sound of the dog howling in the distance made Amy wake up. He yawned, then felt the pillow beside him. Looking for a body that used to sleep next to him. Her hand that felt the empty spot made Amy open her eyes, realizing she was sleeping alone.
Amy sat on the bed. Looking around him and fully realizing he was not in his room with Derek. Slowly he shifted to the edge of the bed, lowering both of his legs to the cold floor. Then stand up and start walking towards the window of the room. Amy opened the window. The darkness out there welcomed his eyes. A cold wind caressed his face.
Looking up he looked in the distance, thinking of Derek who was somehow doing what he was doing right now.
"It's been a while and I've missed you so much, Derek. What am I supposed to do?"
Amy whispered in the night wind that blew into the room, then her hand instinctively stroked her flat belly.
The question was greeted by a whirlwind, making Amy shudder and decide to close the window again.
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A bright morning with birdsong made Amy immediately wake up and rushed to enjoy the fresh air of the plantation. He stepped into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth. Hurriedly pulled the scarf and wrapped it around his neck.
"Where are you going?" Pablo rebuked Amy who seemed ready to come out.
"I'm gonna take a walk, Pablo."
Pablo nodded and followed Amy's steps.
"I'll go with you."
They walked along the edge of the tea plant. Breathing in the fresh air and exchanging stories about their lives during the time they did not meet. Two young children passed by them, stopped walking and stared intently at Amy. One of the kids starts pulling Pablo's trousers, asking for his attention.
"Filgr ... Pablo," call.
Pablo frowning. He looked down at the 6-year-old boy holding his leg.
"What's up, Tommy?"
"Is he your girlfriend?" ask the boy plainly. Amy who heard the question giggled. Pablo stroked the hair on the boy's head.
"She's kind of horrible to be a boyfriend, Tom. Even though I admit she's pretty like a fairy."
Amy pinched her friend's waist. Smiling at the two boys who confronted them.
"I'll make him my girlfriend soon if I'm you, Pablo," the boy said.
"Oh, I'm really not interested, Tom. Her husband would slit my throat if I did."
Two pairs of eyes from the boy glared at Pablo's reply. Amy was still smiling when Pablo asked her to leave the two boys still staring at her face.
"I think she's a princess" Tommy told his friend, who was greeted with a nod of approval by her friend.
Satisfied with taking a walk, Pablo invited Amy home, because he would leave for work. They walked back home. Amy opened the door and the smell of cooking came out from the kitchen. Amy covered her mouth, nausea swirling in the stomach and threatening to come out.
"What's wrong? Why are you so pale?" Pablo looked at Amy's face change.
Amy did not answer. He immediately ran out and began to spit out his stomach. Pablo followed Amy, then called his grandmother when he saw Amy vomit.
"Grandmas! Grandma !"
Struggling with Pablo's grandmother, "What's Pablo? Why are you yelling?"
Then her grandmother's eyes saw Amy looking down and spewing out her stomach. He approached, rubbing the woman's back. Pablo's grandmother guessed Amy's condition. Looks like Amy forgot to tell her something really important.
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