The Gray Autumn's

Troubler L'ame

Autumn smiled faintly hearing Fleur's plain speech. Kids always talk honestly and honestly. Because of this, Autumn tried to shake off the strange feeling that started to tease the niches of her heart back then. He turned to Fleur and smiled sweetly. "Your mama's really pretty, Fleur. I'm sure you'll be as beautiful as she is when you grow up, too" said the girl, trying to be thoughtful, though undeniable, deep down in her heart, there was a hint of a disturbing jealousy.

"Well, Elle?" fleur asked looking at Autumn. "If it's like that, then I can look for a man like my papa" he continued innocently.

"Oh, sure. You can even get someone more than your papa" Autumn replied casually. However, Fleur immediately shook his head. He disagreed with the opinion of his father's lover.

"No, Elle. I don't want anything else. I like my papa. She is the greatest" said the copper-haired little girl confidently.

Autumn felt touched by Fleur's reply. The ten-year-old girl could already think that way. He then bent his body until he spelled Fleur's high finger. "You really admire your papa, Fleur. That means we have something in common, because I also really admire him. But you can't understand that because it's not time yet. I still have more to learn, and I'm sure Ben can teach me a lot" Autumn said with a smile.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Elle," Fleur said, showing his toothless teeth.

"Well, don't you want to show me something?"

"Here," Fleur thrust out a small box with carvings on each side. Autumn then received the box and opened it. Inside there is a very beautiful hair band in light purple.

"This is yours, Fleur?" ask Autumn.

"No," Fleur replied immediately.

"Then?" ask Autumn again.

"Do you think it's pretty, Elle?" Fleur asked again.

"Yes, it's so pretty" Autumn replied. "If it's not yours, then who's it?" ask Autumn to doubt. The girl's heart was already feeling restless and uneasy with the answer Fleur was going to give her. However, Autumn again tries to hide all of that from Fleur.

"It belongs to my mother" Fleur replied, according to Autumn's conjecture.

"Is this a gift from your papa for her?"

"Yes, Elle," Fleur nodded confidently. "My father told me if he gave me the ribbon and often put it in my mother's hair" said the little girl again. Autumn immediately responded with a bitter smile. "It was very romantic, Fleur," he said slowly.

"Yes, Elle. It's a pity that I never met my mother. That's why papa gave me all of my mama's belongings and told me to keep them well."

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The night is getting late, but drowsiness does not come to Autumn. The girl chose to go out of the room and go to the kitchen. He opened the fridge, but unfortunately because there was no yogurt his favorite fruit. Autumn closed the fridge door again, and she was shocked to find Benjamin standing nearby.

"You!" pekik Autumn restrained. "You surprised me!" said annoyed. He meant to get out of the kitchen. Benjamin's movement was much faster. The man grabbed Autumn's waist and pulled the girl into his arms.

"Why haven't you slept?" benjamin asked half a whisper. He rested Autumn's body on the closed refrigerator door.

"You haven't slept either" Autumn replied.

Benjamin smiles. He then took Autumn out of the kitchen and headed to an opening with a sofa and several large pillows that looked soft and comfortable. "I like to linger sitting here, even to sleep," said the gray-eyed man while sitting on the sofa. He invited Autumn to sit down with him. "What were you talking about with Fleur this afternoon?" ask Benjamin curiously.

"A lot of things we talked about" Autumn replied slowly. "Fleur showed me all the things related to her mother. The child's capture was very good, because he could remember everything you told him so he could tell me about it again. Oh, Ben. Samantha is a very beautiful woman. It had beautiful black hair and a smile that could captivate anyone," Autumn's tone sounded a bit strange at the time. "So, she's the most beautiful and special woman for you" Autumn said. There was a disappointed look in his eyes.

"Yes" Benjamin replied briefly. One word that felt quite suffocating to Autumn.

"Should I be jealous of someone who's gone?" Autumn stared fixedly at the handsome man nearby.

"Do you think someone who's not worth being jealous of?" Benjamin asked back. Autumn did not answer immediately. He also felt so stupid to get caught up in such jealousy. However, fear and worry kept coming and forced him to think so.

"Come here" Benjamin asked Autumn to sit on his lap. Without much protest, the girl complied. He climbed on Benjamin's lap and sat facing him. "Listen to me" said Benjamin in a deep voice. "Samantha is someone who means a lot to me. She is the mother of Fleur and that is something that cannot be denied. As the saying goes, life must go on. Memories of Samantha, tucked away on the other side of my heart. The other side still feels empty. It makes my life feel unbalanced and of course not perfect. After all, I am a normal man and still alive. I have to live my life as humanly as possible" Benjamin explained at length.

"I'm just scared, Ben," Autumn said softly.

"What are you afraid of?" ask Benjamin.

"I'm afraid that someday, you'll get bored of me and be more attracted to other women who are much prettier than me. It has full red lips, large hips and chest that look challenging, and ...." Autumn did not have time to continue her words, because at that time she felt Benjamin's mischievous hand slipping into the t shirt she was wearing. Autumn was also slow.

"I like this better" Benjamin said, sounding very seductive. He lifted the bottom of the Autumn shirt and collected it over the chest of the girl, so that it was clearly visible a pair of lacy cups in pink. Benjamin then touched the cup and lowered it, making something that had been hidden behind it stick out. He also smiled with satisfaction, when touching the contents of the lacy cup.

"You've made me fall in love, Elle. I've been interested since I first saw you. You look so fresh and energetic. Plain and of course, it's hard for me to forget that night, the first time we made love. I want to keep repeating, "Benjamin brought Autumn up and carried her to the room.