The Marriage Of The Game
61 - Jerit Aleta

..."None of them are perfect. Everyone makes mistakes in life and what matters is what comes after, how you choose to live after."...

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Aleta wriggled and blinked her eyes which forced her to sit down. Still half-conscious he daydreams of something he thinks is real.

His eyes circulated in all directions and stopped staring at the balcony, then thought for a moment. Aleta confirmed that someone had entered her room.

"As far as I know the door to the room is tightly locked, how can a waiter here just barge in? the only one with the spare key to my room is him!"

Aleta muttered half-thought which then shook her head many times, dismissing that her estimation was wrong.

"There's no way he's the one who came into my room, that guy is still in the hospital, thinking what I am! you idiot!"

Aleta muttered again and cursed herself while hitting her forehead with her hand. Before long the sound of knocking on the door was heard from outside, Aleta approached to see who the figure behind the door was.

"Sorry Miss, there's someone waiting downstairs." Said the maid as soon as Aleta opened the door.

"Who?" aleta asked curiously while frowning.

"Miss, it's been waiting under." Reply without telling more clearly.

"Who the hell?" the question is getting curious.

"Sorry Miss, excuse me!" instead of answering Aleta's curiosity, the waiter just whined away.

Aleta let out a long sigh, it seemed that early in the morning she had already tested her patience. He closed the door again and immediately went into the bathroom, cleaning himself before meeting the person the maid said he was.

"Let someone wait for me there!"

Mumbled Aleta cuek while brushing her teeth in front of the sink mirror in the bathroom. He did not care about the people who were waiting for him, precisely what Aleta did at this time only slowed down the time to clean up.

Now Aleta is soaking in a bathtub with a lot of foam that comes with soaking with her. He played the foam with pleasure, from blowing to forming the foam into something on his face.

Whistling he enjoyed the relaxation greatly, even though someone waiting in the middle looked riled up. Aleta turned on the music from the audio of her phone.

"ah! so delicious. I should have done this way since then. It's worth it that people with thick purses love to linger in the bathroom."

His monologue, leaning his head on the bathtub, closed his eyes tightly, feeling the flow of relaxation that made him lulled in a peaceful calm atmosphere.

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Damar looked up at the stairs, he had been pacing in front of the television room. Erick and his house workers also followed Damar's movements from the net of his eyes.

They were whispering discordantly at the strange-looking gigat of his boss. Fidgety and continue to shake his waist while clucking annoyed. His eyes kept on Aleta's room above.

"Damn it, he could have made me wait like a fool!" mumbled annoyed.

"Sorry sir, the breakfast is cold!" sala said a nervous waiter out of fear.

"Okay sir," the waiter bowed obediently before stepping off into the kitchen room followed by the other servants.

The waiters chose to cook in the kitchen because they did not want to linger seeing the frightening attitude of Damar. Thought they saw vegetables and other foodstuffs as more pleasing to the eye than the look on his face at the moment.

"Boss, I'd better get back to calling Miss." Erick said he was about to step up, because he could not bear to see Damar who continued to pacing uneasily.

Damar blocked Erick's steps while saying, "let me alone, that woman really irritated me!" stare hard and then step up the stairs.

"Huuuh, one is happy to make trouble and the other is impatient and emotional."

Erick muttered judging Damar and Aleta's attitude which made him continue to shake his head and sigh. Erick has even dubbed the two like the Tom and Jerry cartoon series.

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Damar knocked on the door several times from a slow to strong knock that turned out to produce nothing. The spare key he took out of his pants pocket and immediately put it on the cylinder.

The door managed to open, Damar rushed in without gawking as before. He stepped like an innocent man because he had entered without permission first.

His eyes circled around the room to look for Aleta, he stepped closer to the balcony door which turned out to be unable to find the target of his search.

Damar stepped back in. Suddenly his ears caught the sound of music. He stepped closer to the source of the sound coming from inside the bathroom.

Approach his ear to the door, to hear more clearly. But it turned out that the door was open, because it was not locked by the owner of the room. Damar who was very curious stepped into the bathroom with careful steps.

His eyes were fixed on the bathtub that had been filled with foam. He approached, making sure what was going on in the bathtub out of fear that Aleta would drown herself in there like she had done when she first came to her house.

But it was proven that his thinking was wrong, because Aleta had been relaxing and enjoying the relaxation of the warm water immersion with a lot of foam covering her body on the surface of the water.

Damar leaned over to approach her face, examining Aleta who was currently closing her eyes. He thought, Aleta fell asleep inside there or even fainted from not reacting to anything upon her arrival.

"Flameh!"

Damar blew Aleta's face and made her owner shrivel up because he got wind from Damar's mouth. Aleta opened her eyes slowly until finally wide open as the two pairs of beads of their eyes clashed against each other.

Damar's position on top of his head, making Aleta difficult to recognize his face. Until finally he realized the presence of someone who entered the bathroom impolitely.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!"

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