#FOUR

*previous episode*

"You know what he said to me?" My frustration. Richie was increasingly wary. "He said I was hoping for this marriage."

"I am sorry. He really does say anything he wants. "

"Now the decision is yours. I don't want him to be like that to me anymore. The idea of living together is a bad idea!"

"Why are you whispering like that? Did Richie do bad things to you, Sarah?" asked Dalton's aunt who was suddenly in front of us.

"No ... nothing. We only talked about ehmm .."

"About the wedding dress. Well ... I will take Sarah today to choose a wedding dress," Richie said, whether he was honest or just an excuse.

The plan went well because aunt Dalton believed in what her son said. I myself had to stop complying with Richie's request to explain everything.

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We went to the wedding dress shop. In the middle of the hustle and bustle of the city streets, I increasingly immerse myself. I see my future if I marry this winged man.

"What do you think?"

"Richie -"

"Hm?"

"What do you like about him?" I asked to the point.

Richie was stunned while smiling to his self. Maybe paint a beautiful shadow as long as they are together.

"Alex is a lovely couple. He's actually good, it's just a little nosy."

"A little?" I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

We arrived at a large shop. This famous shop is next to a five-star hotel in the corner of Brooklyn. No wonder Richie brought me here. His family is rich and he can buy anything in any expensive shop.

Before getting out of the car, I caught a glimpse of someone I knew was going to enter the hotel. Convinced that I wasn't mistaken, I got out of the car to be sure. But before I could call her name, Richie first called me to enter the shop.

"What is wrong?"

"Can I go there first? There's someone I want to meet."

"Who?"

I also felt hesitant to answer Richie's question. So before I got too far I chased after him, so I accelerated my steps to cross the road then into the hotel.

It turned out that I wasn't late, so I secretly followed them from afar even as they boarded the elevator.

"12th floor," I murmured.

I went up to the elevator next to it and got to the floor they were going to. As soon as I turned to look, I was surprised by the sight that I had never seen.

Keyla ... is making out with a girl. They are so intense that they do not realize the place or situation. Keyla is pushed into the room by a red-haired girl i've never seen before.

"Keyla -" I called, half screaming. But too late, the door to their room was locked. I want to call her again but my cellphone rings loudly. Richie called me to come down to see him immediately.

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The image of Keyla with that strange girl bothered me. I repeatedly tried to contact my best friend but the cellphone was off.

To get rid of my curiosity, I went back to the hotel. But once I asked the receptionist that room was empty. Unfortunately I was not allowed to know the identity of the room owner.

I tried to remember where Keyla usually went to spend the night. And I remembered a brochure she had accidentally pulled out of her bag this afternoon.

The leaflet reads the name of a bar, Burning Sun. I searched a web and found it. Luckily I was old enough and carried an ID to get into it.

The hustle and bustle of humans who enjoy their nights here is so lively. Most of them don't care anything. Maybe they were complacent with their drinks or maybe the music that was served. Before I lost focus, my eyes glowed through out the bar. Until I caught the object I was looking for on the second floor.

Immediately, I went there to make sure that what I saw was Keyla. And as soon as I almost approached her, the red-haired girl blocked my steps. She cursed me.

"Who are you? Don't go near my girlfriend!"

"Keyla!" I shouted.

Keyla was surprised when she saw me. The red-haired girl looked unhappy so she pushed me roughly against the wall. I think she was so drunk. She was out of control. I didn't even fight back or reply to his words but instead she kept accusing me of wanting to disturb her girlfriend. Her hand is ready to rise to hit me. I brushed it off even a little late.

There is Keyla who has become a shield by holding her hand so it doesn't land on my face.

"Bitch! Who asked you to bother my best friend!" cried Keyla.

I've never seen Keyla angry like that. And when Keyla showed it to me for the first time, I immediately got goosebumps.

The red-haired girl immediately did not move. Keyla ended it all by taking me away from the room to the emergency exit.

"Keyla ... what have I seen this? You ... lesbian?"

Keyla nodded casually. She took out the lighter and then inhale deeply the nicotine then blow it into the air.

"You followed me earlier?"

I pressed my forehead. Can not believe what I saw. How could Keyla who was so beautiful and adored by so many men be like this?

Are there no more good men in this world?

"Yeah. Why did you -"

"Like this?"

I see it confused. Keyla is so relaxed as if nothing is wrong with her. During this time I've been fooled by her appearance. During this time I also always told the state of Richie who was gay to her. However, I myself do not know the real identity of my friend?

Am I really her best friend?

"Sorry for being late."

"It's you, who is never sensitive to others," she said, sounding disappointed.

Keyla threw away the cigarette and then pushed me a little rough against the wall. Glared at me then brought her face closer to mine. Her body's aroma has been mixed with alcohol. Her eyes are wistfully probably from exhaustion. Before her head actually fell on my shoulders, Keyla whispered.

"I like you -"

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CONTINUE