My Unconventional Lover: Seeing A Different World

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(Tom’s PoV)

My first plan after greeting my mother and fulfilling my duty as a filial child to her was to find Jane. It was just too bad that she had moved out from the dormitory. She went back to her hometown based on Uncle Ben’s information. He had contacted her after I called him that day, but after that, he had not contacted her anymore. He said, he had tried several times but his call wouldn’t get through no matter what. His messages couldn’t be sent. It was as if the number was never active.

When we reached Indonesia, Uncle Ben had tried to call her again, but still no luck. Actually, I was a bit upset for my own stupidity for not asking him whether he had Jane’s number or not. I was about to blame him -yeah, human’s nature -but I held back since he was my uncle. So, I could only blame my own self.

After that, I tried to contact her as well. But, the result was the same. Did something happen to her? I was worried that she might run into trouble and would be too ashamed to ask for help. I wish I could run into her arms soon but as a long lost son, my mother still wouldn’t let me go too far.

Speaking of my mother, she was so emotional that I was worried she would get a heart attack when she saw me enter the room with my uncle. She cried so hard as she hugged me tight.

“My son! My son! My son came back! He’s alive! Thank God he’s alive! Thank God!” She sobbed as she repeated those over and over again. She cried so hard, but there was no pain in her eyes anymore, only happiness and grattitude.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss her. After all, she was the one who loved me unconditionally since I was a baby. She was the best mother in the world. In my past, present, and future, I would always love her.

Just thinking of the pain she was feeling during my absence made my heart flinched in pain. After all I personally watched all the tears she shed for me every night for more than two years.

Mom, I’m sorry. I’m back now. I will be more filial to you from now on. Don’t worry.

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But, can I go for a while to pick your future daughter-in-law?

I could only ask that question in my mind. Seeing the state my mother was in every day after she saw me safe and sound in her house every morning when she woke up, I didn’t have the heart to part with her so soon.

Wait for me, Jane. I need to convince your mother-in-law to let me go and pick you up before I can meet you. Just for a little while. Just wait for me.

I was still staying in my old room. My mother once asked me if I wanted to change room, but I politely refused. She said that there was once a college girl rent the room, and she kinda like the girl even though sometimes she would act a bit weird. She also told me that the early months the girl was there, she had a boyfriend but the boyfriend got married and died not long after the marriage. Maybe that was why the girl decided to move out.

It looked like the story between Jane and Rizal did reach my mother’s ears. Of course, no one knew the version of story that Jane, Sanji -unfortunately- and I knew. Even so, the fact that Rizal died made me a bit gloomy. After all, I knew the reason why he died.

Poor Rizal!

But yeah, I still used the same room. There were traces of her in my room even after it had been so long since the last time she occupied this room. I remembered the night where I always laid beside her, watching her fall asleep before finally I entered her dream to tease her.

Well, I couldn’t remember the detail of my teasing, as well as the time when I made love to her for the first time on my bed, because of the stupid promise I made with that strong creature that used lust to enhance its power.

But, at least I knew I did something to her and it was not only my imagination or dream.

It had been a week since I returned here and I could see the stares those girls gave me whenever I came out of my room to the kitchen.

I was wondering whether it was okay for me to stay since it was a girl dormitory. My mother convinced me that it was okay, that she believed me.

But, did she believe those girls too? I was practically being stripped naked by their eyes whenever I came out from my room. Why did I feel like I was in dangerous area? I always checked on my clothes before I came out, worried that I might be wearing too revealing clothes and was deemed inappropriate by these girls. But, why did I still feel unsafe?

Also, there was once during the night when all people had fallen asleep, my door was knocked softly. It woke me up, but before I could ask who was there, a soft voice of a girl came from the door.

It was not a voice of ghost, I was sure about that. But, somehow it freaked me out even more than a ghost playing a prank on me that I didn’t feel sleepy anymore.

I checked on the clock and saw it was around one or two at night. The knock went on and the voice kept calling for me.

I was a bit curious as to why she put herself at risk to knock on my door in the middle of the night, but I didn’t want to go out and asked it directly. I didn’t want to fall into some underhanded method, especially when I was practically saving myself for my one and only Jane.

Therefore, I could only resort to one way out; to use my spirit to scout on some information outside. Using my power and ability for this kind of thing would surely make me sound so petty, but I didn’t mind as long as I could avoid any ambigous interaction with other girls.

Before long, I had been floating in front of my door and looked at the girl who was almost sticking herself in my door. Wearing a thin sleepwear under her loose sweater, who was she trying to seduce? I was not even sure if she wore anything under that short and thin sleepwear.

After seeing her appearance, I was sure of one thing; this girl was a red flag. Sure thing she was not a serial killer, but knocking on a healthy young man’s room in the middle of the night and calling out with that kind of whisper, she must have had a naughty idea in her small brain.

Leaving her alone, I went back and continued to sleep, pretending that I heard nothing. In the next morning, I saw her pouting at me but I acted as if I didn’t understand as I greeted all of them like usual.

Seriously, were girls these days so easy to seduce? If only my Jane were that easy to seduce, I was sure I would have been rolling in the sheet with her, probably not leaving the bedroom for several days.

Ah, what was I thinking?

I was at home, but this home was not complete without her. I needed to find a way to get her back!

I thought so, but maybe our destiny was fated to be away from each other for a bit longer. Even though I was a bit upset, I couldn’t do anything at all.

The second test was coming!