CLEON EROS (God of Love Who Fell In Love With Humans)

Last Night

The day keeps changing. It seems, Acasha is still gamed with the decision that has been taken. In her spacious room, she sat on the edge of the bed and seemed to imagine something out of the question.

I'm still transformed into a beautiful butterfly to see the readiness of Acasha when I leave.

For a long time he sat quietly without any activity. She seemed to feel lonely without me by her side.

"Would I be able to stay away from him, Lord?" he said Acasha with a deep breath.

His face looked up with glazed eyes, staring at the ceiling of the room as if holding back tears. However, everything seems to be in vain. Her tears fell down her cheeks. His fingers rubbed the water quickly.

I was still watching Acasha until the sky was dark again because the existence of the sun that had sunk and changed with the moonlight that had just risen. I still have a few moments to be with Acasha before I'm really far away from her.

Acasha's body was still lying on the bed from this afternoon. Without his knowledge. I transformed myself into Cleon Eros and walked over to him.

Slowly, I climbed into the large bed while Acasha was still lying sideways. I began to hug her, putting my hands on her stomach.

"Master?" Acasha.

"Yes. It's me" I replied with a chin perched on his shoulder.

I raised my face and then kissed her head warmly. Acasha's hand was getting tighter and tighter holding my hand.

For a moment, I was silent. Giving Acasha a chance to feel the warm embrace she might miss when I'm away from her.

"Are you ready to leave?"

Acasha.

"Then, what should I do? Do I have to cancel my departure tonight?"

Silent.

In a few moments, things felt lonely. In this room as if uninhabited with all our silence. The laughter seems to be drowning tonight. No more smiles or beautiful singing from Acasha's lips.

"pull up. I'll wait for you here, sir," said Acasha as she took a breath and exhaled slowly as if trying to let go of the burden she had.

"Thank you for waiting for me."

"I'm taking your word, sir. Careful, huh?"

"Definitely, Honey. Pray for me" I said with a body that was becoming more and more closely attached to Acasha.

"Without asking, I will always pray for you, dear," replied Acasha.

"Darling? You call me darling?" I asked to be sure, did I hear wrong, or did Acasha say that one word?

Acasha nodded.

I invited Acasha to sit on a wooden chair that was on the balcony of the room only to spend a moment remaining.

We enjoy the star-studded sky and the moon that is now increasingly visible.

"Darling, I have a few minutes left" I said.

Acasha did not answer. Tonight he's a lot of silence that makes me feel weird. I don't know what I think right now. Either sad or excited.

The night breeze that seemed to embrace us in an eternal cold. Will the warmth be able to carry? I hope that.

"Don't grieve. I promise it won't be long. I'll be back."

"Yes. I'm trying to believe."

"You sure?" I asked with narrowed eyes as I sat right next to her.

Acasha grabbed the cloth then closed her eyes. The fingers are looking for something. He started to feel and finally stopped when he grabbed my hand.

"I'm not sure of all the risks, which must be very heavy, my dear. Are you sure you're gonna get that golden apple?" tanya Acasha sounded doubtful.

"The risk must be great. To be honest, I just heard this golden apple from another god. He's my brother."

"You have a sister, honey?" ask Acasha full of gentleness.

"Then, why don't you follow what your brother said, honey?"

"Because I'm sure I'll succeed in bringing the golden apple together."

I lied a little about someone telling me, because Hazzel told me about the state of the golden apple hidden on the bottom of the deep sea. But this is too risky. I'm afraid to expose Hazzel's identity to Acasha.

"Honey. Truly, I have known one of the gods before you."

My eyes narrowed.

"I knew one of those gods when I was a teenager. Just like you, I can only hear his voice and almost look like you. Is the voice of a god the same?" acasha asked a little bit to make me smile.

"No. Maybe he's my brother." I was stunned when I said that. Did Damien meet Acasha first? If so, does Acasha love Damien?

"Maybe. He's named Dam-"

"Dam?"

"Good God, I forgot his name. But what I remember was the initial name of D-Dam - Ahh .. I forgot, honey. All I remember is her voice, just like yours," replied Acasha who made me quite curious.

If he is, he is Damien. Does Acasha love him?

"Darling?" Acasha.

"D-yes."

"Why silence? Are you sick?" ask Acasha who then looks for something. The lentic finger fell silent, when it was on my forehead. "Normal. You're not hot, honey."

I smile.

"Who said I was sick?"

"I'm just worried because you were quiet, honey. This is the last night for both of us. Soon you'll be leaving-" I smothered Acasha's lips so she doesn't say much bad stuff.

"Ssttt .. I don't want to hear anything bad tonight. Just pray for me. That's it."

"Then, why were you silent, honey?"

"Surely there is one thing I wanted to ask you about."

"What?"

"The answer is honest, huh?" my door.

Acasha nodded.

"Do you love the god you met in your teens?" Finally the question in my heart was revealed.

It's beyond a doubt. Acasha instead laughed loosely in front of me which made her forehead frown in wonder.

"Why? Why even laugh?"

"Sorry, Honey. I didn't mean to laugh at you. I just felt funny about your question," said Acasha with lips still smiling.

"Funny?"

"Yes. How could I love her, dear? At that time, I was still young and had no interest in the opposite sex" he said.

"So?" tanyaku.

"Yes there is nothing to be made clear, for I have no love for him, either, with another man. Just you, honey. Sometimes, I smile when I remember our meeting in the dream. I never thought Cleon Eros was real. I guess, she's just a sleeping flower that's always teasing when my eyes are closed." Acasha smile.

The conversation that is beginning to warm up must end soon as the moon rises.

I drowned Acasha's face in a fistful. Let it feel warm, perhaps with wonder.

"I'm leaving, baby," I said softly because a heavy heart left him.