Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

Rangga then gently grasped Lisa's tiny hand. His eyes, which radiated care and affection, entered Lisa's heart like a breeze of summer. "Lisa, even if I didn't go out with you ... I still won't go out with Bella because I can't fall in love with her. I already think of her like my own sister."

His calm and serious voice made Lisa's heart melt and touched even more. "Rangga, thanks for being very kind to me. Meeting you again after being separated for so long is just my biggest luck," her eyes began to tear up at Rangga's sincere words.

Rangga sat on the end of the bed and then hugged Lisa tightly. Lisa then slowly brought her limp body closer to him and hugged him back. She leaned her head against the man's chest, hearing his constant heartbeat.

Silence began to deafen the room, drowning the two into an intimacy they had never felt before.

Without Lisa realizing it, Rangga tilted his head and brought it closer to her face. Quickly, the man stole a kiss from her lips. The kiss was quick, and unexpected. Lisa couldn't react because she was shocked.

She was about to avoid Rangga's kiss, but there was something inside her that prompted her to continue the kiss. Even deeper and more intimate.

Her arms then moved on their own, wrapping Rangga's neck around, holding him even closer.

To be honest, Lisa doesn't really love Rangga as her lover. But when their kisses got deeper and heated, her whole body immediately felt weak and her mind was above the cloud. Her heart began to worry, her feelings were indescribable.

Come to think of it, Rangga is the only man who loves her sincerely and always treats her well.

Their kiss was getting hotter and hotter over time, Lisa's common sense began to sway.

A few moments after the kiss took place, she went back to her senses. She pushed Rangga's body slowly, releasing the forbidden kiss. Knowing this, the man immediately stopped, then stepped back and released Lisa from his arms.

"Lisa, sorry... If you didn't want to, you should've..." Rangga said softly, his face looked sad.

"I'm sorry, I'm..." Lisa's tongue suddenly went out, she didn't know what had just happened to her. Her heart convinced her over and over that she had chosen Rangga as her new lover.

Lisa should be responsible for her choice. She could not toy with Rangga's feelings like Oscar did to hers.

But even so, Lisa is still not sure about giving her body to Rangga. She does not want to play with someone she doesn't love sincerely and wholeheartedly.

The temperature surrounding the room suddenly dropped, the cold air began to envelop the two who were now separated from their arms. Rangga got up from the bed then walked into the bathroom.

Lisa can only stay in her place and hear the sound of water flowing.

While Rangga was busy in the bathroom, Lisa began to think why she didn't dare to have sex with Rangga. She thought she was ready and brave, but as the man got closer and closer, her body refused.

Lisa blamed herself again but there was nothing she could do. The only man she loved was Oscar. This is an indisputable fact. She didn't know why but suddenly, the image of the blond man's face appeared in her mind.

Ten minutes later, Rangga came out of the bathroom looking tired and disappointed.

Lisa could see that the man had washed his face with fresh water more than once, but it still did not look as fresh as a person after shower.

"Rangga... Sorry ... I ... I ..." Lisa bit her lower lip, afraid to say the next sentence.

"Lisa, if you don't want to do it with me, I won't force you. I'll wait for you until you are finally ready and really love me. I want your love to be sincere. Not because of coercion." Rangga stared at Lisa's guilty face with his sweet smile.

Lisa looked back at his handsome face and their gazes collided. They both were trapped in each other's guilt.

"Please give me more time to love you," Lisa said guiltily.

How can she not feel guilty? When Lisa was in a critical situation and really needed help, Rangga was the only man who gave her help and hope.

After not meeting her childhood friend for a long time, fate finally brought the two together at the right time. Lisa met Rangga again when the world was at war with her, when life hit her with problems that never ceased, making her feel as if she was at the end of her life.

However, she found a light at the end of the tunnel and it illuminates the darkness surrounding her life.

That light is Rangga.

The man then let Lisa rest his head on his shoulder while gently stroking the woman's head. One of his hands grabbed Lisa's tiny palm, stroking it gently.

If only fate allows them to…

The man was very warm and caring towards Lisa. He gave all his love and care to her, unconditionally.

Sometimes, Lisa doesn't understand herself. After all the good things Rangga has done to her up to this moment, why can't she love him back?

This might be a matter of time. What is clear is that Lisa cannot force herself to love Rangga.

"I trust you," Rangga smiled, he looked confident that Lisa would return his love sooner or later.

The man got up from the bed and then stroked her cheek slowly and said, "I'll come back first, okay? You rest a lot. I'll visit you again tomorrow. Rest well, dear…"

"Yeah, be careful on the road," Lisa replied softly.

***

After a week passed, Lisa was finally allowed to go home. Rangga personally picked her up that day and brought her home.

When Lisa set foot in the man's house, she felt something was wrong. She stepped into the room then swept around her with a confused look.

"Mrs. Sumiyati, did you change the interior?"

"Yes, Mr. Rangga told me to redecorate it. He said you're coming home from the hospital in a week. Hopefully you like it," Mrs. Sumiyati replied, still looking friendly and gentle as always.

Lisa walked around her room, looking at all the furniture which was originally bright but now dominated by green and earthy tones. Very fresh to look at and relaxing.

"I really like it!" Lisa exclaimed sincerely. "Thank you!"

The maid then laughed thinly while blushing. "Ah, no need to thank me. You should thank Mr. Rangga for the idea. I'll take my leave then.. Please rest well, oaky? You've just left the hospital."