OH MY DUDA
Soft Lips

Alena was astonished to see the many dishes that came. He ordered only one.

"Why so much?" ask the woman after the restaurant waiter leaves.

"I want you to taste all the menus in this restaurant. I'm sure you'll like it. And don't women like food that much?"

"Yes, but it doesn't need to be this much either. It's called redundant if it doesn't run out."

"Yes, sorry. I'm just trying to please you."

Alena looked at the man before her. What really happened to that guy. Could it be that the man had feelings for her?

My God, what are you thinking, Alena ..

Alena immediately dismissed that thought. For him, it was impossible for the man to like him. But why did he get to it.

They started eating, there was no conversation between the two. Just a quick glance at each other before then Alena immediately turned her gaze in the other direction and focused on the food.

"You should try everything. If necessary, you can wrap it up for your best friend." said Haxel splitting the silence.

"Catherine's got a stomachache. And the stomach ache yesterday was because he ate food at this restaurant. Perhaps the stomach was shocked, it was not unusual to eat expensive food. So it's a stomachache."

Haxel chuckled softly at the woman's sentence, Alena too. Given how severe Catherine's stomach pain was that she thought that her best friend was having contractions ready to give birth to a baby.

Haxel noticed there was food scraps on the corner end of Alena's lips. His hands began to move and wipe Alena's lips to make the owner of her lips gasp.

The touch of Haxel's hand on his lips made his heartbeat seem to stop suddenly along with the sudden blood flow stopped. His breath was restrained and his irises slightly widened.

"I'm sorry to go to the toilet for a minute." Alena moved from there in a hurry.

Haxel looked at the woman's departure with a smile. He then kissed the tip of his finger which he used to wipe Alena's lips.

"The lips are soft" he said.

While in the toilet sink, Alene inhales a lot of oxygen. He had lost oxygen before.

"Oh my goodness, why am I so clumsy like this?" he said as he looked at his reflection in the mirror.

"Silence, Alena. Control yourself. Control your heart, Alena. You can't possibly fall in love with her. At any rate Catherine makes fun of me for falling in love with a widower according to what she suggested earlier."

Alena closed her eyes. He was trying to dispose of the memories that had happened between the two just now. But the more he forgot, the more real the touch felt.

"I can't let any of this go, I'll prevent it before things get too far."

He began to worry if things like this continued, then he would most likely fall in real love with the man.

While elsewhere. On one hand Catherine was happy to be able to eat as much as she could without worrying about her salt. But on the other hand he was sad too, usually he ate together with Alena even though the food menu he ordered was-that's it. It was like selling his own friend.

"I feel guilty for exchanging our company for money, Alena. But anyway it's for your own good too. I'm happy that in the end you will be with Mr. Haxel. I'm sad I can't have lunch with you anymore."

Catherine's appetite was slightly diminished as she lamented her guilt.

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