Chapter 15: Big problems

Once upon a time, there was a prostitute who dreamt of becoming a cardiologist and never dreamt to meet someone who will accept her, wholeheartedly and certainly.

She embraced the cruelty of humans, the abusive activities of companies, discriminations, judgments and the animality behavior of people.

Amaya knew that there's no one can ever accept her as she is. Everyone will criticize and jugdge her as a woman just because she's a prostitute, a call girl.

In everyone eyes, she's a pest ruining some shaky relationship and she's not valuable, she's not pure. She could remember of what a crony told when she was starting working in a clubhouse.

"Put your heart in your head, and put your head in your heart." It was like a figure of speech that you only get the meaning by reading it beyond the lines. There's something deep about the phrase that made Amaya to think deeply.

"Put your heart in your head and put your head in your heart." Amaya said it, looking at the cieling.

She's alone since Seb went somewhere because of an emergency meeting. "Hey! Sorry, got a little problem of coming here." Sarah Wan entered in a fresh and sassy look.

"It's fine." Amaya told her, while wiping Emma's head. "I have something to tell you." She added.

Sarah put her things down and walked closer to Amaya. "What's the problem?"

"I met Zachary on the grocery store." Finally, Amaya opened up. You can see the pain from the inside when you open your eyes.

Sarah Wan step back, covering her mouth. "What?! Are you daydreaming or are you into drugs, Aya?" She told Amaya.

"I'm serious. But you know what's worst? Zachary introduces me to his grandparents as his girlfriend." Amaya caress her temple out of vexation. She's doomed.

Sarah stood up, covering her mouth. "What?" She paused, walking back and forth and thinking of what words to say. "And then? He's gonna ruin and fuck your life again!"

Amaya couldn't protest it against Sarah. She is the only loyal friend of her, of course she was the witness of the lowest point of Amaya's life. "No! I won't let him hurt me again, not this time." Amaya said barely. Confidently.

"I want to kick his ass right now! For leaving you behind. For hurting you so bad. For fucking your whole life! If I was there at the grocery store, I will break his face, Amaya! That jerk!"

"That's not only my problem, Sarah. There's one more thing that keeping me insane." Amaya stood up and massaging her hands out of guilt and conscience. "One more thing? Like what?" Sarah asks her, gaping like a crone.

"Seb... Seb saw us kissing. I can't... I can't explain, I didn't explain earlier either! I don't have to! Does it matter, Sary?" Amaya said, confused and bemused.

"Yes! You know what, my instinct is always right. I know that there's something happening with the both of you. That's why I left! You should've explain, you should've let him heard your side." Sarah told her, wakening her soul. Her mind. Letting go of guilt and conscience within. "Should I call him? Or should I go to his Grandparents' mansion?"

"Call him, right now!"

"Where's is my phone?" Amaya rushingly search for her phone. She looks so desperate, desperate for something uncertain. "Here." Sarah handed to Amaya her missing phone.

Amaya search for Seb's number but she can't find it. "I can't find his number on my contacts!" Sarah snatched the phone from her hands and do the finding - the - number- thing. "Are you sure that you have his number?" It was a mind blowing question. Of course, she has.

After kissing Amaya's forehead, Seb Jackson asked her phone and save his number. She finds it sweet and she keep on smiling even if Seb's went off already. "You're blushing!" How gross seeing you like that!" Sarah told her disgusted and snippy. "Shut the hell up!" Amaya replied.

"Here it goes! Your– soon – to – be hubby, dialling." Sarah Wan told her friend to be silent. It was ringing but no one answering. "He's not picking up the phone!" Sarah told her, still the phone on his ear.

Amaya yawned, disappointed and hopeless. She doesn't know why and how but the only thing she felt is she's blue.

**

Zachary and Seb was in an emergency meeting with his Grandpa. They're still working, they need to, they have to.

"Okay! Let's end this meeting, but make it sure that you two will work together, this time!" Sebastian put an emphasis to every word he just said. "Are you two listening?" Sebastian added, raising his voice. The two man shook their head in chorus.

"Seb, you're the older and I'm counting on you. I know that you will not going to disappoint me." He looked at Seb like he's scolding a poor little handsome big brother. He turned his head to Zach and said, "You're younger three years than Seb, you must behave accordingly Zach. Follow what the older says and for sure, you will learn a lot of things with your cousin."

Zachary didn't bother to answer, and so Seb. "I'm going, excuse me gentleman!" Sebastian told them, pulling the door.

"Let's talk tomorrow about our plan. I'm not on the mood, right now." Seb caress his temple and clasp her hands.  "Not on the right mood? I guess, you like her." Zachary told him about a woman, and Seb narrowed his eyes and replied, "Who's her?"

"I mean her! The woman I am with, earlier." Zachary said. "Your girlfriend." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. A sarcastic statement. "Don't you dare Seb, I'm telling you."

"She's the one who likes me first and it's not my fault anyway."

"You always wanted things that are mine. Mind your own business, dude!" Zachary stood up and slapped the table in front of them. "Don't be immature, she's not in love with you anymore." Seb told him certainly. It's different, it's totally different when a man talk like this.

"I'm certain." Seb Jackson told him, leaving Zach, his cousin, mad and wild.