Not my fault

True Love Arlan

I once asked who would be next to me, if even the world itself did not support me.

And you came, with the same answer until now.

Me, me and I will support you.

Thank you, my Beloved.

Song reference for this part, Eternal love__Michael Learn To Rock.

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Arlan condo

The morning came after a long night, in the kitchen with well-equipped cooking utensils, stood a woman with a white apron, clad in her body who was currently wearing only a black shirt.

The woman was focusing on the cow's eye eggs in the frying pan, then occasionally going to another section to cut the tomatoes and going back to the frying pan again.

Afterwards the bread with the contents of eggs, tomatoes and cheese is ready to serve. He turned to the juicer, cut the apples into small pieces, put them one by one into a tube and pushed them using a stick, with the glass ready to hold the cider.

While the woman was focusing on her work, a pair of stocky white arms, hugged her from behind and followed by a chin that stuck spoiled on her shoulder.

"Geez!"

"Hm ... Gutten morgen."

Screeches shocked the woman, only answered with mutters and greetings, from the perpetrator with a distinctive hoarse voice wake up.

The perpetrator occasionally kisses the neckline of the woman who is his lover, when his lover rolls his long hair, showing a neckline teasing in the morning.

"Stop, I'm making apple cider for you" the woman said. But alas, who was given the word did not care, still pricked his neck until he brushed, almost escaped the sigh if not hurriedly turned around, so that the man's embrace was released.

"Ck ... Why on the loose," muttered the man annoyed, after clucking still with half-covered eyes, sleepy.

"Wash your face, look, you haven't even woken up yet. But it's perverted, "sewot the woman, her hands skillfully tidied the messy hair of her lover, who was rewarded with a hug from the man who felt perfect in the morning.

This is the first time, his girlfriend, his personal assistant or Evelyn, has stayed at his residence.

He who used to wake up, take a shower and immediately go to work or exercise every morning, felt different when there was someone who prepared breakfast like this for him.

"No, no more bobo" she refused, in a spoiled tone and hugged her again, as her lover took off her arms and pushed her into her room again.

"No, Arlan. Wash your face, then have breakfast. Oh, or do you want me to have my own breakfast, and then I go home? If so, go back to being a buffalo," threatened the woman, Evelyn. With his arms crossed, as he again took off the embrace of the lover who immediately opened his eyes, looking at him with a funny expression. This new expression Evelyn saw, in the morning, was different in her life.

"Don't, okay, I wash my face. You sit pretty first, five minutes done. Wait for me!" arlan exclaimed, pushing Evelyn's back and holding Evelyn in the chair. While he rushed to turn around, about to go to his room to wash his face. But then came back to Evelyn again, standing before Evelyn who looked at her with a questioning expression.

"There's ap

The cup!

"Morning kiss," as she was, after tucking at the serenity of Evelyn's lips, who could only see her with quick blinking eyes.

"I wash my face first," he continued, without waiting for Evelyn's answer, he had already stepped his feet quickly towards the door, opening and closing it with a hammer, which finally made Evelyn aware of his surprise.

Blam it!

"is ... Bottom line," Evelyn muttered with her head shaking slowly, followed by a small ruckus before getting up from her seat, towards where she had made unfinished fruit juice.

While Evelyn was in the kitchen with her activities, Arlan who was currently in her bathroom, saw the reflection of her face in the mirror. The face with the wrong smile, when the morning is really the perfect morning.

"Well, what if you have a wife?" he murmured, asked the reflection of his own face, then smiled with a headband, ending with him biting his finger and further breaking his hair, feeling anxious himself at the sight of his lover, who was, again wearing his shirt that looks really tempting.

A Cassanova is being misbehaved.

"It looks like I have to prepare him a shirt, afraid that he will spend the night again, so I don't bother thinking of a copy for him," Arlan murmured thinking with his head nodding, confirming his one-sided thinking, but not for long as he thought again about his plan, followed by a head shake.

"Eh! But it looks like my shirt is okay too, more wah, more suitable," he said with a slanted smile, when his beautiful mind was nicer in his opinion.

"Then go deep, humm ... But how much it measures," he thought added ngaco, even his hands were raised, with palms moving ambiguously.

"I've never measured it" he continued, then patted his forehead feeling stupid for a moment, as absurd thoughts mastered it.

"God! I've gone mad. What I had just thought," his sigh tired itself, as it came to a realization of the crazy, yet beautiful thought that suddenly loomed in his imagination.

A shadow if there is Evelyn who lives and accompanies him every day, in his life in this world.

"Shit, I'd better wash my face quickly, then have breakfast and spend my time off with him."

That way, Arlan immediately washed his face, only with water without soap cleaning, it was also he did a short fresh origin then terrible face and rushed out the bathroom.

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At the dinner table is available a pair of sandwiches filled with eggs, tomatoes and cheese, as well as apple cider with the amount of two for each.

"The train is sleeping again" Evelyn quipped, as she watched Arlan leisurely walk towards her, pulling up the chair and sitting comfortably against her.

"If accompanied by us, I'm okay anyway," said Arlan with a sweet smile, complete eyes flashing teasing Evelyn, who snorted when hearing the sentence of her lover, who was not far from perverted.

"Began," Evelyn grumbled, with a shy face. Shame when he remembered that last night they shared a blanket, even again he wore a shirt belonging to Arlan, which looks great on his tiny body.

"Not yet to drink, how can it begin," Arlan's chimpanzee teased Evelyn, who opened her eyes to Arlan, who chuckled at the sight of her lover's unflattering expression.

"Lose, right," continued Arlan meledek.

They also eat with interspersed with small talk, so do not feel the sandwich and apple cider has been toilet, moved into their respective stomachs.

"Thank you for breakfast, Schatz" said Arlan softly, after wiping the corners of his lips with a napkin, in the elegant style typical of an Arlan.

"Back of love" Evelyn replied, smiling sweetly towards Arlan who was also smiling smallly.

"I want to finish the kitchen, kam-kam

"No need, there will be a housekeeper who will clean up. Now that you're with me, we'll spend some time relaxing" said Arlan, banning her lover from standing.

"But, it's a mess" Evelyn said, looking around that wasn't really a mess, just the dinner table because it had just been put on.

"Leave it, okay. Now we're coming with me" Arlan said irrefutably.

He gently pulled Evelyn's hand, which was resigned only when Arlan took her to a room not narrow nor spacious, with bookshelves and various photos adorned.

The room that Evelyn never entered, because it was always closed and indeed no one was allowed to enter.

Blam it!

Arlan closed the door and walked towards the window, opened the curtains and immediately the room was bright.

Evelyn stared at the amazement around her, the room or also the mini library owned by her lover, looking elegant with a reading chair and a single sofa that looks comfortable to relax.

"This?"

"This is a room where I used to be alone, if I was in a bad mood. Or even when I miss someone," replied Arlan turning her back to Evelyn, who was looking at Arlan with a curious frown.

"Missing someone?"

Arlan turned to face Evelyn, who was still looking at her curiously. Smiling sadly, when he had to open old wounds and sweet memories at the same time. About someone he loves and loves very much.

"Yes ... Someone I love so much, more than I love you" said Arlan, with a smile that radiated in both his eyes.

There was a little pain in Evelyn's heart, knowing that Arlan was still thinking about her love. But he brushed aside his bad thoughts, put on a small smile and approached his lover who was still flinching by the window.

"May I know who?" pinta Evelyn, after standing in front of her lover, smiled and nodded in agreement.

"I did want to introduce you to her, with someone who's always been in this heart" Arlan replied quickly.

He grabbed his girlfriend's right hand, taking her to the table with an old photo on display.

"Moon of Gandhi."

"Moon Gandhi," Evelyn parrots with frowns, as she felt she had heard the name somewhere.

"Yes," said Arlan, facing toward Evelyn, who immediately looked towards her.

"The most beautiful woman I've ever had in my life, my mother. My true love," continued Arlan with a sincere smile but his eyes were sad, when he remembered that when his mother lived he did not pay much attention.

Evelyn who heard it of course felt guilty, already jealous of the mother of her own lover. He brought Arlan his hug, put his lover's face to the surface of his chest, while rubbing his lover's back gently.

"Sorry, you should have missed

"No, I want you to know him. We don't need to apologize" said Arlan, likening herself to her lover's warm embrace, though she had to bow, humbling her body as Evelyn was only as tall as her chest.

"Don't be sad, I'll be here, accompanying you, forever."

"really?"

"Hum ... Of course, because I love you, Arlan. I love you so much" Evelyn softly muttered.

Arlan unravels Evelyn's embrace, staring at Evelyn with a happy twinkle full of love.

"You said Evelyn, so don't blame me if I lock you in the prison of my love forever. Put you in my golden cage, without you being able to go out again," Arlan said earnestly, looking at Evelyn with a clear possessive promise.

Evelyn responded with a nod of her head, a small smile in response that Arlan replied with a happy smile.

"Thank you" whispered Arlan, pitting her forehead against Evelyn's forehead, who again nodded.

"I love you so much" continued Arlan still whispering.

"I love you too" Evelyn replied.

Arlan carried one of her hands to pull Evelyn's waist, docked more with her body, while the other she placed behind Evelyn's neck, who took it for granted as Arlan pulled her slowly.

"Ich liebe dich uber alleles," she wrote before bringing Evelyn into the maze, full of tenderness with no lust in it.

"Thank you, Arlan. I love you so much, too" Evelyn's inner voice returned Arlan's fondness, with her eyes closed and her heart smiling as she was finally able to love Arlan freely.

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