Nisa fell silent when she heard Raka's question. Her breathing seemed to stop suddenly. She couldn't let Raka be hurt even more by the fact that he had to know.

She also couldn't lie to Raka. Right now, they were meeting to discuss the matter.

"Emm, I'll change my clothes first," Nisa was sure she was uncomfortable with the clothes she was wearing. Moreover, the smell of the clothes had the distinctive scent of Leon's body. Perhaps the scent was too strong for Raka's nose to smell.

It wasn't that Nisa wanted to avoid Raka's questions, but she had to organize the right words so as not to make Raka even more hurt.

Without saying much, she followed Nisa to her room.

"Raka, you just wait outside. I won't be long," Nisa turned around, still uncomfortable with Raka following her.

"What's wrong, why can't I see what my boyfriend is doing? You're just changing clothes. We've been together for almost four years Nisa, but you never seem to fulfill your duties as a boyfriend. I can only hold your hand or look at your face when you talk, otherwise you never let me," Raka snorted, looking at Nisa from head to toe. I don't know why Raka got so carried away when he saw the marks on Nisa's neck.

"Didn't we agree, Raka? You won't ask any questions and you already know why-"

"What reason? I don't know? Or is that just you making excuses? Hmm? You just don't want me to touch you, right? What's missing from me, Nisa? Hemm?"

Raka's footsteps were getting closer, as if demanding that Nisa take responsibility for what she had agreed to do over the past five years with Raka.

"Wait, Raka, no, that's not what it means, I just don't want us to have physical contact until later...," Nisa looked down and bit her lip, knowing she was wrong to use this alibi as a shield. Especially now that what she had was gone.

The honor that she had been guarding all this time had been taken away by Leon. To be precise, right now Nisa was unconsciously enjoying what Leon was doing and her body was consciously or unconsciously giving Leon full access.

"Physical contact you say? You're not wrong? Then what is this, you didn't come home last night and this morning I saw this on your neck, or are there other similar marks like this in other places? Answer me honestly Nisa, where else are the marks?"

Raka's hand pointed to Leon's kissmark on Nisa's neck. The man had deliberately left the mark. Her voice was loud and filled with pressure.

"Mom-not like that, Raka, you, why are you being like this anyway? It's not like you've known about my situation since the beginning, I really don't intend to get in touch with anyone because I feel like I'm still leaving someone from my past and that person I really can't remember."

"Should I bring everything up? Please don't be like this, Raka. I know you're just angry and uncomfortable right now, right? I know you're not like this, Raka."

Nisa felt Raka's attitude this morning was over the top. Or actually it was just a feeling that Raka was harboring. She just wanted to get a little space and attention from Nisa, but the opposite was happening, Nisa was too ignorant and considered their relationship as friends.

"I don't want you to make excuses anymore, Nisa," Nisa was surprised when her body was slightly pushed against the wall and Raka's eyes looked different from usual.

"If you could be free with that guy last night, why can't I be free too. I've been holding it in for as long as we've been together and I've never demanded anything from you," Raka's hands pulled Nisa's waist into a hug and their noses had no space between them.

It was difficult for Nisa to get away, as she was crushed by Raka's passion which was already at the limit.

"I never cared about what you did with her last night. I just want you to be fair. What she got, you have to give me today," Raka urged, his breath already roaring and unrideable.

He was like a bull out of a cage ready to do battle to the end. He would not relent until his opponent surrendered.

"Ra-Raka, please you jang- ah umm," Nisa could no longer control the turmoil inside Raka, as her tongue was wrapped around his.

Raka was taking in every cavity of Nisa's mouth. She was pulling, twisting and swapping her saliva. He wanted to soak up every bit of warmth she had never felt. Raka had had enough and he was starting to burn for another touch.

Raka's hands didn't just stop there, he reached inside the t-shirt Nisa was wearing and he realized she was just tying something to cover her two rubbery objects.

"I want to feel it too, I don't want you to reject it, I beg you, be fair with me too, Nisa. I need this feeling too, I also want to get my right to be pampered by you," Raka didn't stop the touch, she started squeezing and occasionally twisting the tip of Nisa's spongy nub.

"Ah umm!" Nisa squirmed and still tried to control herself.

"Nisa, wake up. You're not crazy. You're not a cheap woman," Nisa struggled with her feelings and tried to stop Raka's hands from stopping their touch.

Moreover, Nisa's phone suddenly vibrated, making Raka lose focus and also curious about the phone that was calling him.

"Raka, please stop. I need to pick up the phone," Nisa gently pushed Raka's body away and tried to avoid his intimidating gaze.

"Who? Who are you keeping a secret from? We haven't discussed this yet, Nisa," Raka's intonation changed as she felt her pleasure being interrupted by the vibration of the phone.

Raka moved forward and kept her body close to Nisa's, not wanting to lose any information. This was the first time in years that Raka could not control anything about Nisa.

Nisa turned around and didn't answer the phone, "We'll talk, I need to talk to you too. But, please, come out for a moment, I'm going to change," Nisa's hands supported Raka's body as he pushed her closer to the bed.

"I don't want to go out, I want to be here. I want to talk here. Like what you did last night, I'm sure you know what that means, right?" Raka was being stubborn and refused Nisa's request for the first time.

Nisa sighed, there seemed to be no way to change Raka's stubbornness.