59 - Was Asked

59 - Was Asked
He could not breathe. He wanted to ask Magnar why his kiss didn't touch his skin. It was as if he was pretending to kiss her and making someone jealous in the distance.

“This is the last one. Thank you for everything." What it said is meaningful. "Love him." Then he kissed her forehead.

Until Magnar disappeared from his sight, he still couldn't breathe. She wonders for what the kiss it gave and at the mysterious words she doesn’t know what for. He just shrugged his shoulders at the verse the man showed him and went to the farm house.

He was already in front of his room when he heard the voice of a man with great anger hidden to one side. With his brain so busy, he didn't even notice the presence of the person on the dark side.

"Is it fun?"

Based on its voice, if he's not deaf, it's Gheron.

“Are you happy with Magnar? It's late at night. ”

It was as if his voice had been left in his throat. He could not touch his tongue especially when it came out in the dark part. His hand was clasped and the look given to him was dark. He was sheltered by its steady stares that he could not possibly meet. He could see the anger there that if he was asked, he didn’t know what for.

"Is it fun, huh?" His voice hinted at his restraint ‘don’t shout at him.

"P-I'm sorry." He just looked down. His former brave aura was gone. If the Philippines was just around the corner, he might have left and gone home.

“Excuse me? You were given sick leave to rest, Ms. Antopina. Not to meet anyone and flirt with my friend. Magnar is engaged to someone already. ”

He closed his eyes for a moment. He didn't want to open his mouth lest what he might say in front of Gheron. To say flirt is that it hurts him because it's not true!

“I-I'm sorry, Mr. Winfrith. H-it won't happen again. ” It was as if something was stuck in his throat. It hurt as if her tears were connected and ready to drip them without saying goodbye.

“I will not condone this behavior next time, Ms. Antopina. Money is important to you, isn’t it? ”

He just nodded at the same time as his tears but he immediately wiped them away. He has no right to cry or be hurt now. He owns it and here he gets the money he earns for the family in the Philippines.

“Good. And next time I see you flirting with Magnar again, I will terminate your contract here. Don't even dream about my friend. We’re both rich but we don’t tie eyes — poor and money-looking like you, Ms. Antopina. Gold digger. ”

I’m not a gold digger! He wanted to shout that word but he had no strength. He did not have the strength to say that what it said against him was wrong. Magnar and I are just friends now and if he says the same thing, will anything change in his view? Nothing.

“Tomorrow. I need you by 6 A.M. You should be in the Green House those hours. You are as good as I can see. You hear me, Ms. Antopina? 6 A.M tomorrow. ”

"Y-yes Sir."

"Good."

It quickly left her eyes blurred with tears and unable to breathe. Her gaze was fixed on the man as if her heart was pounding with pain.

I will understand you Gheron. This is my karma so I accept the hurtful words that are thrown at me you to ‘me.

Heartbroken he opened the door and entered the room. Withered he changed clothes and soaked under the shower. It hurts, he wants to cry until the pain goes away… Until everything is numb.

Gheron… She can't even tell about the pain she's feeling…

Early in the morning Marie went to the Green House where she was staring. He is waiting for Gheron. At exactly six o'clock in the morning, Gheron arrived. Expressive eyes stared at him.