Chapter 35

"Ahh, I'm fine sir." I answered and just continued to walk, I noticed that it was stepping towards my habit and when I almost fell and it touched both my shoulders.

"Really? You don't need my help?"

He smiled annoyingly at me and because of that I pushed him and moved away from him a little. I closed my eyes tightly and grabbed my neck.

'What the heck! What's your problem huh ?! Stop right there, annoying! ' I promise in my mind. The strength of my heart is still beating now and it looks like my cheek is red.

"What is your problem?!" I could see his forehead furrow as he looked at me.

"I-I can n-again!" I stammered.

"Don't even come near me!" I stopped with him. I get more nervous when he is closer to me. I think I'm crazy, yes I'm really crazy.

"Are you mad at me? I thought you wanted us to be friends, remember?" I suddenly remembered what I said last night that I wanted to be friends with him.

I just bowed. "Yes ... I said that."

"Then? What do you think you are doing right now?"

"I don't know ..." I frowned and couldn't look at him directly.

"Did I ... hmm, did I do something?" He suddenly asked me so I lifted my head and looked at him.

"You didn't do anything. What's the matter uhm," I didn't know what to say, I couldn't think of anything ... I think I was speechless in front of him for the first time.

"Come here,"

"Huh?"

"Friends help each other, that's what I am trying to do right now... and you don't want that?" He asked while raising an eyebrow at me.

"I didn't say I didn't want to-wait! Sir Xander let me down!" My complaint.

I thought it was just help as a friend but why is it like this? He really doesn't know, my god!

He lowered me and made me sit on the chair. I just stared at the food in front of me now.

Did he cook that? Who is the helper of the two of us? He seems to be the one who cooks here the most now. I'm really dead to Mrs. Ferrer! I might have CCTV here and Mrs. is watching me now. Ferrer? Maybe he's just waiting for me to be here for a month and then what? He will send me away, please don't... what about my Elizabeth and me.

"Let's eat." He insisted and sat down, he is facing me now. He put rice on my plate and he also put his.

"Huh? I thought you were done eating?" I thought my daughter and I were together because Elizabeth and I woke up early and of course my daughter would eat first because she was still busy.

My throat suddenly went dry so I took a glass of water that was just near me and drank it.

"I want us to eat together." He looked at me at the same time, because I spit out the water I drank from the glass.

A-What is it? She wants us to eat together? As in he likes! He said he really wants us to be together ??

"Why do you want us to e-eat together?"

"Are we friends?" I don't know if I'm annoyed with him, do I really need to repeat the word friends ??

"Yes, I said that." I just frowned and started eating.

"Can you? Do you want me to test you?" He was about to stand up but I stopped him immediately.

"I can oh." I said and showed myself blushing.

"Okay, good." He just continued eating, I was staring at him while eating rice. Is he okay? Did he nod his head earlier when he brought it to Elizabeth? Or maybe he lacks sleep?

Why does he seem to be new? I mean, I really notice his gradual change but now he's very different. I don't need to tell him and ask him to help me because he himself offers me help.

"Is there dirt on my face?"

I immediately averted my eyes because he noticed that I had been staring at him earlier.

"W-What ... your beard is starting to grow!" I promise quickly.

"What? Really? I just shaved earlier." He said simultaneously holding it.

Suddenly my face got hot from what he said, as if I imagined him shaving in the bathroom. Is he naked?

What the f ** k! What am I thinking? He only shaved Elyse's beard, not the one on the chin ... you know.

"Elyse? Elyse?"

I went back to trance because of its voice calling my name.

I blinked. "B-Why?"

"Do you still want to eat?"

I didn't shake myself.

"Why are you still sulking there, your plate is empty of food." Say it and laugh afterwards.

I slowly looked at my plate and he was really right, it turned out to be empty of food. What's that? I've been sad for a while now.

"Earlier I noticed the depth of what you were thinking."

"Not so much." It smiled suddenly and messed up my hair.

I-Is he crazy? I'm even more nervous about what he's doing now. Maybe he'll hang me later because I'm a burden to him.

I slowly stood up as he started to put away the things we ate, I would have helped but it stopped me.

"It's me, just sit there." It's nice to be a friend, it's very sensible. I couldn't help but smile as I watched him wash the dishes. The luck of his future wife, Sir Xander is really kind when you get to know him well ... but wait? I don't really know him that well.

"Elyse please reach for her glasses." At the same time he pointed to the glass in front of me, I immediately handed it to him but his hand was not that long so I just stood up and approached him. I was the one who put it in the sink and I stopped for a moment when I smelled his very fragrant clothes.

"Uhm, Elyse? I'll still be washing." I immediately returned to the chair, dropped it with my head on the table and weakly pulled myself together. Embarrassing, annoying, I feel like a fool what is that! I think he's acting weird now, I'm even more so.

I just bent down and frowned, until I was surprised to see two feet here in front of me. When I looked up I saw him staring at me now.

"Do you want to watch a show or do you want to rest in your room first?" He asked and I suddenly thought.

"Let's watch, I downloaded the movie last night so let's watch it now." He was there and even held my hand.

I thought I would have to decide whether to watch or take a break. But wait, what did he download last night? So, does it seem like he really planned for us to watch those two last night? Or maybe I’m just assuming.

"What kind of movie?" I asked but he did not answer. I just followed every step of it and now I just realize that we are now in front here at the door of his room.

Uhm, what? What are we doing here? "What are we doing here?" I was a little nervous to ask him.

"Viewer, the movie is on my laptop." I just nodded and we went inside.

"Lie down on the bed first--"

"What??" Why should I lie down, let's just watch, right? Except I just want him to--

"Do you want to watch lying or sitting?" Okay, we're really going to watch now.

Tsk, you will choose me and then you will make the decision.

"You're just lying down because you have a headache, aren't you?" I told you, he will also decide.

He's right, my head still hurts a bit so it's okay to lie down ... sh*t! Didn't he say we were next?

"Elyse come on!" Now I just noticed that he was already sitting on the bed, I slowly approached him and sat next to him.

"If you want to lean your head on my shoulder, just lean."

T-Tang*na? What's going on with her?

"Hey? Elyse are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah," I scratched my shoulder so hard I couldn't even look him in the eye.

Why do I seem shy? I'm ashamed of his behavior, I'm ashamed of the kindness he's showing now. Maybe just now what? Just like he used to be, maybe sooner or later he will be rude again.

"Your daughter like this movie, one of the reasons why I download-- hey? Elyse are you listening?"

Brave is the title of what we are watching now, this is one of my son’s favorite movies. It's fun to know that he downloaded it for my son? Did I think for me? Her trouble!

"What's the problem? There's ... there's dirt on my face? You've been staring at me before."

I blinked, I raised one hand and touched its cheek then I pinched it. "You're not really a dream."

"Why did you think that?" He asked and I scratched my shoulder.

"Which one sir?"

"That dream is it?"

"Uhm, you're acting weird right now."

I'm telling the truth.

He laughed. "I'm always weird right? That's what you said?" It's really weird, he's making you laugh more often. Has he gone crazy?

My forehead frowned suddenly at the thought. "Did you beat me today?"

"No...?" What? What kind of answer is that? Why ask too.

I suddenly stiffened as he put his shoulder on my shoulder suddenly. "You know what I realize that it's nice to have a friend, right?"

"That's right, it's fun when you have a friend. Especially your friend who you can tell about problems and secrets, the one who can be with you not only for your joy but also for your sadness. Just like my cousin Mindy, we're friends ... best friends. He's the only friend I can consider true. "

We fight, yes, it's normal with friends, there are probably no friends who have never experienced a fight or misunderstanding once. One of the reason why our friendship becomes more stronger and longer.

"You know there are two kinds of friends, the first is the real friend and the second is plastic." I said and nodded at it.

"I'm aware of that, I'm not stupid like you." I immediately looked at him badly after he said no to me.

"What the-- kala ko ba mabait ka na ?!"

"I am, I was just joking stupid." There he is again! Like a fool, is he annoying or does he really want to make me angry?

An hour later the show ended and he put his laptop aside. "I was thinking, what about let's talk about our favorites? What do you think?"

I was a bit amazed by what he said, I secretly smiled because don. I don't need to ask him, this is the one who suggested that topic earlier.

He sat down properly and faced me. "What's your favorite color, Elyse?"

"Red and--"

"I just said color, not colors. So, only one answer should be."

"It's thrilling that he likes to hurt." I kept whispering to myself.

"What is your favorite thing?"

"Black."

"Black." We once said.

"How did you know?"

"Isn't it obvious yet?" When I look around, the paint on the inside is also black. I can only see it in the dark here inside his house, he also lacks a black plate and spoon.

"Oh, yeah. It's really obvious." He struggled against her.

We were both silent for a moment. Why does he seem isolated? Or maybe I'm just the only two of us, maybe it's not his habit to be naughty.

"I can't think of anything good that we can talk about. I should have searched last night for a possible topic." I heard it whisper at last.

"Are you really serious you haven't been a friend since you were a kid Sir Xander?" I asked in astonishment.

It's impossible, when you play with a child, it becomes your friend ... but did he play when he was young? To his classmates in middle school? Nothing?

"Call me Xander only, are we friends?" Yes, friend! You've been like that before, it's like I want something with him and then he repeatedly reminds me that we're just friends.

The feeling, right? I really don't see myself in the future being able to fall in love with her because it's impossible, why should I be able to fall in love with her especially since I know she's asexual? I am the only one who will be hurt because of course it is very impossible for us to be.

"Won't your mommy scold me when she finds out?"

"Know which one? We're friends now? Why do you seem scared, we're just friends and not friends." I was suddenly humbled by the last thing it said.

I was suddenly nervous as he wrapped both hands around my arm.

Is he an addict? Is it really her first time to have a friend? Does he need to be sweet with every move? I've been nervous twice now.

"What's your favorite love language?" Suddenly its a question.

"Hmm, words of affirmation and physical touch." I quickly answered his question.

He adjusted his seat and moved away from me a little. "Like this?" I was about to speak but he suddenly hugged me and kissed my forehead.

"K-Do I really need a sample huh?" My god, he is really Filipino.

"Is there a problem don?" I don't know what the problem is? Maybe he forgot that we're just friends, not boyfriend and girlfriend, shunga!

I just smiled. "No, no problem don. It's just refreshing." I promise.

"Wait, why haven't you had a friend since you were a kid?" I wonder the question.

"I don't want to talk about that first." It says it seriously.

"Are you? Did you have many friends when you were young?"

"Yes, there are many but I have more plastic friends. They are happy to be with and talk to but when it comes to problems you can't expect that. Then when there is a problem, you can also expect the whole world to know that chika is here, chika there is bad!" After I said that he suddenly laughed.

"That sounds fun,"

"What fun are you having there? Are you okay with telling anyone your problem and your secret huh?"

"No, of course. But why would you tell them your secret? That's why it's called a secret, isn't it?" He even raised an eyebrow at me.