07-09-2025, 09:21 PM
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Chapter 30: Rizal (Act 1)
A few days had passed since the incident between Rizal and Lina at her flat. Rahim, blissfully unaware of what had transpired, hadn't suspected a thing. Lina had meticulously covered her bruises and kept the whole ordeal under wraps.
It didn’t help that Rahim had been distant lately. He seemed hesitant to get intimate with her, fearing he might accidentally injure their unborn baby during sex. His words had stung: “Lina, I just… I don’t want to risk it. It’s not that I don’t want you, but I’m just… turned off by this.” Her pregnancy, which should have been a time of closeness, had instead become a barrier between them.
But Lina couldn’t stop thinking about that afternoon. The memory of Rizal, wild and relentless, taking her on her own marital bed like a man possessed, haunted her. It was wrong but it was all she could think about. Every night, as Rahim slept soundly beside her, she would slip her hand beneath the sheets, rubbing her pussy to the thought of Rizal’s rough hands and demanding mouth. The heat between her legs was unbearable, and she knew she couldn’t stay silent any longer.
That afternoon, she found herself standing at the entrance of the cinema hall, dressed beautifully in a form-fitting dress that accentuated her curves. She knew it was Rizal’s workday and that this was his break time. When he spotted her, his eyes widened in shock. Had she come to confront him? To report him?
Lina simply smiled and signaled for him to meet her once his shift was over. She waited patiently, her heart racing as the minutes ticked by. Finally, when the last customer left and the hall fell quiet, Rizal approached her nervously, his hands fidgeting at his sides.
“Lina,” he began, his voice shaky. “What are you doing here? Is everything… okay?”
She greeted him with a soft, surprisingly kind demeanor that caught him off guard. “I need to talk to you,” she said calmly. “Somewhere private, where no one will disturb us.”
Rizal hesitated, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios, but he nodded. “Follow me.” He led her to a small, private room he used for breaks, a space no one else had access to. It was cozy, with a single bed, a computer, and a fan that hummed softly in the corner. There were no windows, making it feel like their own little world.
He pulled up a chair for her and poured her a cup of coffee, his hands trembling slightly. “Here,” he said, handing her the cup. “What’s going on, Lina? Are you… here because of what happened?”
Lina took the cup, her fingers tracing the rim absently as she looked at him with an intensity that made his stomach twist. The air between them was thick with unspoken tension, a mix of curiosity and anxiety that neither knew how to navigate.
Rizal shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets. She’s here. Why is she here? His mind raced with possibilities, each more nerve-wracking than the last. “So, uh… how’ve you been?” he asked, trying to break the silence.
Lina lifted her eyes to meet his, a faint smile playing on her lips. “I’m fine, Rizal. Just… just wanted to catch up. See how you’re doing.” Her voice was soft, almost tentative, but there was something beneath her words, something she wasn’t saying.
Rizal nodded, though his unease didn’t fade. “Yeah, I’m good. Just… you know, working. Trying to keep busy.”
Lina took a sip of her coffee, the warmth spreading through her as she tried to calm her nerves. Why did I even come here? She knew the answer, of course. The memories of that afternoon of Rizal’s hands on her body, his lips against her skin, the way he had taken her with such raw, unrelenting need had haunted her every waking moment. And now, sitting here with him, those memories felt closer than ever.
Lina shifted in her seat, the silence between them growing heavy. She decided to break it with something light, anything to ease the tension. “So, how’s work been?” she asked, her voice casual, almost cheerful. “I heard there’s a new movie coming out soon. Have you seen the trailer?”
Rizal blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone. “Uh, yeah,” he said, nodding quickly. “It looks good. Lots of action. You know me, I’m a sucker for that kind of stuff.”
She smiled faintly, her fingers still tracing the rim of her coffee cup. “And how’s… everything else? Found a new girlfriend?” She avoided mentioning the incident, steering the conversation toward safer waters.
Rizal shrugged, his shoulders relaxing slightly. “Same as always. Nothing. You know how it is.” He paused, then added, “How about you? How’s… how’s the baby?”
Lina’s hand instinctively moved to her belly, a soft smile forming on her lips.
“Everything’s fine. Growing every day. Rahim’s been really… careful lately.” She hesitated, the word careful lingering in the air like an unspoken confession.
Rizal nodded, his eyes flickering with a mix of relief and curiosity. He took a deep breath, finally broaching the topic that had been gnawing at him since she walked in. “Lina, I need to ask… am I in any kind of trouble? After what happened… I mean, I’ve been worried you might—”
She cut him off gently, shaking her head. “No, Rizal. It’s not like that. I’m not here to cause trouble.”
He exhaled sharply, some of the tension leaving his body. “Okay. That’s… that’s good to hear.” He leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped in front of him. “So… why are you here, then?”
A few days had passed since the incident between Rizal and Lina at her flat. Rahim, blissfully unaware of what had transpired, hadn't suspected a thing. Lina had meticulously covered her bruises and kept the whole ordeal under wraps.
It didn’t help that Rahim had been distant lately. He seemed hesitant to get intimate with her, fearing he might accidentally injure their unborn baby during sex. His words had stung: “Lina, I just… I don’t want to risk it. It’s not that I don’t want you, but I’m just… turned off by this.” Her pregnancy, which should have been a time of closeness, had instead become a barrier between them.
But Lina couldn’t stop thinking about that afternoon. The memory of Rizal, wild and relentless, taking her on her own marital bed like a man possessed, haunted her. It was wrong but it was all she could think about. Every night, as Rahim slept soundly beside her, she would slip her hand beneath the sheets, rubbing her pussy to the thought of Rizal’s rough hands and demanding mouth. The heat between her legs was unbearable, and she knew she couldn’t stay silent any longer.
That afternoon, she found herself standing at the entrance of the cinema hall, dressed beautifully in a form-fitting dress that accentuated her curves. She knew it was Rizal’s workday and that this was his break time. When he spotted her, his eyes widened in shock. Had she come to confront him? To report him?
Lina simply smiled and signaled for him to meet her once his shift was over. She waited patiently, her heart racing as the minutes ticked by. Finally, when the last customer left and the hall fell quiet, Rizal approached her nervously, his hands fidgeting at his sides.
“Lina,” he began, his voice shaky. “What are you doing here? Is everything… okay?”
She greeted him with a soft, surprisingly kind demeanor that caught him off guard. “I need to talk to you,” she said calmly. “Somewhere private, where no one will disturb us.”
Rizal hesitated, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios, but he nodded. “Follow me.” He led her to a small, private room he used for breaks, a space no one else had access to. It was cozy, with a single bed, a computer, and a fan that hummed softly in the corner. There were no windows, making it feel like their own little world.
He pulled up a chair for her and poured her a cup of coffee, his hands trembling slightly. “Here,” he said, handing her the cup. “What’s going on, Lina? Are you… here because of what happened?”
Lina took the cup, her fingers tracing the rim absently as she looked at him with an intensity that made his stomach twist. The air between them was thick with unspoken tension, a mix of curiosity and anxiety that neither knew how to navigate.
Rizal shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets. She’s here. Why is she here? His mind raced with possibilities, each more nerve-wracking than the last. “So, uh… how’ve you been?” he asked, trying to break the silence.
Lina lifted her eyes to meet his, a faint smile playing on her lips. “I’m fine, Rizal. Just… just wanted to catch up. See how you’re doing.” Her voice was soft, almost tentative, but there was something beneath her words, something she wasn’t saying.
Rizal nodded, though his unease didn’t fade. “Yeah, I’m good. Just… you know, working. Trying to keep busy.”
Lina took a sip of her coffee, the warmth spreading through her as she tried to calm her nerves. Why did I even come here? She knew the answer, of course. The memories of that afternoon of Rizal’s hands on her body, his lips against her skin, the way he had taken her with such raw, unrelenting need had haunted her every waking moment. And now, sitting here with him, those memories felt closer than ever.
Lina shifted in her seat, the silence between them growing heavy. She decided to break it with something light, anything to ease the tension. “So, how’s work been?” she asked, her voice casual, almost cheerful. “I heard there’s a new movie coming out soon. Have you seen the trailer?”
Rizal blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone. “Uh, yeah,” he said, nodding quickly. “It looks good. Lots of action. You know me, I’m a sucker for that kind of stuff.”
She smiled faintly, her fingers still tracing the rim of her coffee cup. “And how’s… everything else? Found a new girlfriend?” She avoided mentioning the incident, steering the conversation toward safer waters.
Rizal shrugged, his shoulders relaxing slightly. “Same as always. Nothing. You know how it is.” He paused, then added, “How about you? How’s… how’s the baby?”
Lina’s hand instinctively moved to her belly, a soft smile forming on her lips.
“Everything’s fine. Growing every day. Rahim’s been really… careful lately.” She hesitated, the word careful lingering in the air like an unspoken confession.
Rizal nodded, his eyes flickering with a mix of relief and curiosity. He took a deep breath, finally broaching the topic that had been gnawing at him since she walked in. “Lina, I need to ask… am I in any kind of trouble? After what happened… I mean, I’ve been worried you might—”
She cut him off gently, shaking her head. “No, Rizal. It’s not like that. I’m not here to cause trouble.”
He exhaled sharply, some of the tension leaving his body. “Okay. That’s… that’s good to hear.” He leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped in front of him. “So… why are you here, then?”
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