Dusk In Moorea

HR#39

Arumi let out a long sigh when she again got an email from Irgi, the ex-husband whom she had been happy with her own half-sister.

//I miss you, Aru ! Where are you ? Please say ! I'll pick you up wherever you are right now.//

The beautiful girl was twitching her head which suddenly hurt. On the lid of the laptop in front of him then put the object on the nightstand. Arumi laid her body on the bed___pulling a thick blanket over her toes until it covered almost her entire body.

"What happened to Irgi ? Did he and Brother Beverly work together to prank me ?" Murmured Arumi who was still thinking about the email sent by Irgi earlier.

"Or, Sister Lily did it without the knowledge of Brother Irgi ? But why ?" The girl is still trying to solve the problem of Irgi's email which is impossible if Irgi himself sent it. Where has the man ever said miss though ? If it is, of course it is for Beverly and not for Arumi.

"Arrghgh... My head hurts a lot because I think about it." Arumi was upset. As hard as his brain thought, he never got an answer to what was the underlying thing Irgi wanted to send an email containing longing words like that.

"More I sleep. Tomorrow I have to work and meet Leon." The girl smiled as she mentioned Leon's name. Although there was no one else in her room, the girl kept her red face hidden under the covers in shame.

* * *

"Have you got what I asked for ?" Claire asked the person she was calling.

"Already, Miss. I sent the report to your email."

"All right ! I'll check it out right away. Thank you." Thank you."

Claire disconnects the phone and rushes to open the laptop on the table. The girl checked the email she said she had just been sent by a spy she had hired to find out who the girl had been careless to grab Leon's attention from her.

Finding the email she was looking for, Claire grinned faintly while opening it in a slight hurry.

A second later, Claire smiled. Between not expecting not even suspect that it turns out that Leon's lover is a woman he already knows very well. A woman he appointed as the designer of his own wedding dress. What kind of coincidence is this ?

"You're the one, Aru ! Sorry, you might be a good woman. But, your attitude still I can't forgive. Just look at it ! I'll reward you with something very painful." Claire's growls don't accept. His brain began to think hard to devise a plan to give a crushing blow to Arumi so that the girl no longer dared to disturb hers.

"You too, Leon ! You should also feel the same pain that I am currently feeling." Claire's hand clenched tightly. His eyes glanced sharply at a photo on the edge of the table. With a single hand sweep, the picture frame fell and broke due to colliding with the white marble floor below. The photo he just cracked was a childhood photo of himself and Leon.

"What's up, Jane ? Mommy heard something broke. You okay ?" Madame Renee came rushing into her daughter's room which was already half-open.

"It's okay, Mom. Jane just accidentally nudged the picture frame." Claire pretends to smile.

Mrs Renee looked at the already broken picture frame with concern. Then he looked back at his daughter's face. "All right ! Next time you should be more careful. Mommy will get the waiter to clean it up. Don't do it yourself, okay ?"

"All right, Mom." Nod Claire.

Madame Renee rushed out of Claire's room. Claire could still hear her mother's screaming voice calling the waiter to clean the broken glass. Shortly after, a female servant in a black white uniform entered her room.

"Sorry, Miss ! I told the Madam to clean your room." Said the waiter while bowing respectfully.

"All right ! You just clean up this shard." Claire pointed at the broken glass frame of the photo near the foot of her desk.

"Okay, Miss !" The servant understood and immediately did the job the young lady had told him to do.

Claire herself looks so frustrated.

What are the advantages of Arumi compared to me, Leon ? Why do you prefer to love him and not me ?

* * *

Arumi is busy drawing a party dress design for one of Nastya's best friends again. Apparently, many people are very fond of the dress design that was once ordered by other friends of Lady Nastya for her birthday party some time ago. Of course, Arumi was very happy. Although, the busyness may be increasing from day to day.

Without being told, Claire had landed her butt in one of the chairs in Arumi's private room. The two bodyguards he used to be with, he purposely told her to wait outside.

"Morning, Claire. Why did you come so early ?" Asked Arumi while putting the pencil he had used to scribble on the paper.

"none. Just wanted to stop by." Claire smiled gracefully as usual.

Arumi smiled back before she called someone to deliver a cup of tea for Claire.

"You're not busy, Aru ?" Claire asked to make sure.

"In addition to drawing sketches, I don't have any other busyness today."

"All right ! Then you can listen to my speech for a minute, right ?"

"Curhat ? Curious about what ?"

" It's about my fiancee."

Arumi scratched his chin finely. His eyebrows shriveled doubt___must hear Claire's curses or not.

"Hmmm... Are you okay telling me about your fiancee ?"

"Of course not. Why can't I tell you about him ?" Claire rolled her eyes lazily.

"We just got to know each other, Claire ! Do you trust me to talk about this private thing ?"

"Yes. I trust you, Aru ! You're my friend." Claire smiled again. He took off his sunglasses and put them on the table.

Shortly after, one of the OG(Office Girl) who worked at the boutique Mrs Nastya came with a cup of tea on a tray.

"Thank you !" Arumi smiled kindly at the OG as she finished putting the tea she was carrying right in front of Claire.

The OG nodded then rushed out. Arumi and Claire are alone in the room.

"What's wrong with your fiancee, Claire ?" Arumi broke the silence.

Claire put back her teacup after sipping the liquid a few times. The look on the beautiful woman's face suddenly turned grim.

"My betrothed, she has another woman, Aru !" Claire was downcast with tears that began to drip.

"What ? Who is that woman ?" Arumi asked half surprised. Which man can still cheat and glance at other women if he has got a woman as perfect as Claire ?

"Come, Aru ! I don't know who that woman is. I'm very sad. I don't know what to do. Our wedding is just around the corner." Claire swept her tears with the back of her hand. The woman was still sobbing with her face down.

Arumi immediately took the initiative to switch seats next to Claire. In her arms the sobbing woman was concerned. Arumi had just remembered her own fate. Not far from the story of Claire, her love story in the past is also almost as sad as Claire. In fact, if I may say, Arumi's love story is much more mysterious than Claire's. How not ? The one who takes her own husband is not another person, but her own brother.

"Don't cry ! You can't be sad. If you really love your fiancee so much, take her back out of her hands."

"Do you think I can, Aru ?" Claire broke into their arms and looked down at Arumi's face.

"Of course you can. You're beautiful, smart and talented. There is no man who does not melt with your charm. I'm sure your fiance's cheating woman must be nothing to you." Arumi smiled reassuringly while attaching Claire's hair which blocked the beautiful woman's face behind her ears.

Of course you are nothing compared to me, Aru ! You, you seductress.