CHEATING REPLY CHEATING
Ensuring Suspicion

Evan Iskandar: Be careful. My grandmother always had a way to keep us apart. One of them sends another man to get close to you.

Alisa repeated reading the message Evan had just sent her when she was about to arrive in an online taxi, because her car had not been taken after a night of abandonment at the restaurant.

'What does Evan mean the man sent was Mr Mahes? If so, the artist was her grandmother Mas Evan to keep me away.'

His phone rang aloud, bringing up Evan's name there.

[Where have you been?]

"Emm, it's about five minutes to go, Mas," replied Alisa looking out the windshield.

[Oh yes, I want to come too. You read my message, right?]

"Heem, no, Mas. Is Mahes the guy?" guess to confirm his suspicions.

[Yes, right. That's why our relationship must be kept secret temporarily because for the sake of grandmother does not suspect that you fear it is so. If you or I are ready for our relationship to be published.]

Alisa shook her head, 'But the time is yes, Mr. Mahes. It was not that Mr. Mahes was a person who looked serious and would not be likely to be involved in things like this, Alisa's inner mind thought of Evan's message.

Alisa has arrived in front of the house that she will contract and occupy for 6 months. He deliberately rented for 6 months first because he wanted to feel whether he would be at home or not by making a deal with the owner first.

A minimalist house in a residential area that is not too far from the office. That place he knew from ads on instagram. After the owner delivered the keys directly, Alisa then entered to look around the entire room in the house.

"In accordance with what I advertised," said Alisa satisfied. After all, he looks comfortable and seems to be at home, he does not really like a house that is too big. Besides he's a coward.

"Oh yes, Mom. For the dining table and kitchen utensils it will be taken or what?"

"If the mother needs to stay put, I'm at home. If transported, there is no place. Say if kept outside" replied the owner.

"Well, I don't mind because I don't have to buy a dining table and kitchenware. Thanks, Mom."

"Together, Mother. Hope it's at home."

"Yes, Mom. Oh yeah, I'm transferring now yeah the rent." Alisa handed her phone to the middle-aged woman before her. "Fill the account number, ma'am."

After the owner left, Alisa relaxed for a moment in the upper room. The room will be his bed. Inside the room was only a long sofa soft and clean.

Fortunately before moving on, the owner cleaned the place first and repainted the entire room. Still smelled a little paint.

"Tonight I have to sleep on the couch" muttered Alisa. His suitcase was still near the door of the room that was tightly closed.

The atmosphere in the house sounded silent without any sound. Her eyes closed on themselves. Maybe because you are tired and need rest.

The night she passed by without her remembering a thing. His body and soul were too deep until the dream was reluctant to come.

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I'm up.. Still no one reads...