Money Or Honey
Episode 25: I love you, Kim!

The bright lights of the city, occasionally shining a tired face with closed eyes, belonged to Hiyola. Every now and then, the rider who was sitting at the side, looked in his direction. 

A short arch was formed on Robert's lips. The net is back to focusing on the streets. What he felt, began to look ambiguous. Near Hiyola makes her feel upset sometimes, but sometimes it feels nice.

The streets that night were very quiet. Maybe because it was late. Robert brought a Mercedes Benz car, slow, so as not to disturb Hiyola who was asleep, with a slightly gaping mouth.

Shortly before entering the house area, the phone in Robert's suit shook. Not wanting to wake Hiyola up, she opened the door slowly and then went down. He decided to pick up the call while waiting for Hiyola to wake up.

 Robert's hand froze for a moment as the lock screen that had just opened, showing the name of someone he missed so much.

"Kimberly?" roberth's memorization, restrained. In a hurry he raises a call from the woman he loves so much.

Along with her, Hiyola's eyes blinked. She's surprised. His eyes immediately puffed up as he captured the image of a very familiar home. 

Get out of the car. Hiyola searches for Robert's whereabouts, while tidying up her hair and also bangs ny7a hood. With a bent face, his net kept searching for the whereabouts of the man. 

"He let me sleep in the car?" 

Hiyola grumbled, thinking Robert had left her outside just like that. Slam the car door, walk in. 

His steps came to a halt when he accidentally heard Robert's voice coming from the side yard. 

Sleeking, Hiyola tried to walk closer to Robert who had his back. Hiyola was surprised to find the man on the phone. Not wanting to be thought of kepo, Hiyola was about to move on. However, his steps stopped when Robert spoke softly to the person across the phone.

"I love you, Kim." 

Hiyola's breath held for a while. Why is that sentence so unpleasant to hear? And, Kim? What's Kimberly? 

Not to come back. Curiosity now enveloped Hiyola. He hated to admit that Robert was the center of his attention.

I don't know what the woman said on the phone, Robert answered.

"of course. This marriage is only temporary. I can't possibly like a woman who can do anything for money." 

Degs...

Robert's resounding voice was firm, full of confidence, making Hiyola freeze in place. It was only a moment ago that his heart flowered because of Robert, now his feelings came back to head. 

There was a disappointment clearly drawn on Hiyola's face. I don't know what he's feeling, but his heart is hurting. What Robert said was not wrong, it was just that the time they often spent together made Hiyola start to think of it as something different.

"Yes, this marriage is just a reciprocal relationship." murmured Hiyola lowered her head, reassuring herself. The step that was stung was upset, moving limp. 

He was wrong about what Robert meant. Hiyola thought an apology was just an excuse. However, what was heard just now, had stated that these few hours were indeed just an apology and nothing more.

"What are you doing there? You eavesdropping?" 

Robert's voice stopped Hiyola's steps. With roomy, Hiyola tried to present her best smile.

"I was just passing by" Hiyola replied nervously. After all, Robert would not care if he knew that his sentence had hurt a part of Hiyola.

Roberth's eyebrows are linked full of search. His eyes are suspicious.

"What do you hear?" force Roberts. His voice started to rise when he saw the fake smile that Hiyola was treating.

"I heard nothing, Sir." Hiyola removed the bluetooth earphone hidden behind her shoulder-length hair and showed the black object to Robert. 

Roberth. He had been standing there since then, but not a single cat had passed by.  The courtyard of the house is surrounded by a wall fence, then where does the cat enter? But it's good that Hiyola didn't hear her conversation just now.

"It looks like you're still sleepy" said Roberth and then sauntered first.

Hiyola breathed a few times. Lucky Roberth believes. His eyes were turning softly, staring at the earphones in his hands, wryly. 

***

It's 12 p.m., and it looks like Ami's asleep. Robert contacted Ami, telling her not to make dinner. And there's no need to wait for her and Hiyola because they're going home late. 

Hiyola followed Robert who was walking up the stairs. As Hiyola's hand was about to grab the door algae, Robert stopped her. 

"You slept in my room" said Robert, immediately taking Hiyola to his room without letting go of his grasp.

"I can go in by myself, sir." Hiyola broke Robert's grasp using her free hand. He does not want to misunderstand again with all the attitude of Robert. 

With gonatai steps Hiyola lined up, a little flabbergasted as her eyes caught the neat twin bad, in a very very magnificent room, belonging to the husband a year. This time Hiyola noticed the room. 

His items in the next room have also been moved and tidied up.

"I'll go straight to sleep, sir." said Hiyola, riding on one of the beds a little smaller, which is certainly provided for himself.

"You're not taking a shower?" 

Robert's words tickled Hiyola's ears. "No!" hiyola replied without much adhesion. There was no way he would take a bath inside the man's room. 

"Then I'll take a shower. You can go straight to sleep." Robert was about to walk to the bathroom however, his steps came to a halt. He turned his head, looking at Hiyola who was still looking at him.

"If I were delirious again like yesterday. You can just sleep." he added then waltzed in. 

Hiyola nodded in understanding. Means he and Robert have the same thoughts. Honestly, it still feels quite awkward for the two again in the room where the incident occurred. Although a bit awkward, Hiyola still tried to adjust to him. Sooner or later he has to adjust. 

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30 Minutes passed. Since then Hiyola tried to close his eyes, but continued to be disturbed whenever his ears caught the sound of water splashing from inside the bathroom. 

Hiyola's mind continued to drift far into the past few days. Although hated by the attitude of Robert at that time, Hiyola could not deny that the form of Robert at that time was a little teasing. 

The stocky body with a few pieces of torn bread that were not too prominent, managed to attract the attention of Hiyola who before her was very anti with male charisma. 

And this time, Hiyola was nervous to death, guessing what might happen when the bathroom door opened.

As her mind raged the thought of maybe having to pretend to be asleep...

Chequek...! 

Taps... Taps... Taps...

Robert's wet footsteps, almost inaudible to Hiyola's ears, because of the racing heartbeat that hunts.

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