The Imperfect Eve

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I love it when Miss Cansu sits next to me, even if Miss Cansu is forced, I still feel happy. Cansu's memory is on Arsen. The man's words made him frown, in disbelief.

"Basic freak. Why should he be happy too? We are nobody." Chirping Cansu as she stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror, her hands were busy drying her hair with a dry towel. Playing rain like a few hours ago is his hobby, maybe only Cansu thinks it brings the message of Love. I don't know since when he thought the sound of raindrops sounded like an incomparable love song. Indeed, basic Cansu, sometimes he acts childish, he can also act silly that can not be imagined by the brain of a normal person.

"Where's my phone?" Cansu said as he walked slowly closer to the bed.

Nanana! Her thin lips hummed like a young girl in love. Eits! Don't say that in front of him, Cansu will not like, after his marriage was canceled there is no new figure who inhabits the bottom of his heart. Like the desert, his heart is very arid without love, but how else, it is not easy to move to another heart after being broken by the man he loved so much, first.

"Where did I put it? Am I getting old? Why do I forget so easily!" Chirp Cansu while stopping the movement of her hands under the pillow. He really has no picture.

"Bathroom? Yeah, I'm sure it's there. Last time I held it was when I was gonna wash my hands."

Without waiting any longer, Cansu immediately walked towards the bathroom, he hoped that what he was looking for was really there.

"Thank God." Cansu's great-grandson after seeing her phone lying near the dry towel she put down ten minutes ago, her thin lips carved out a smile.

"Three missed calls from Mehek, and there are eleven messages, what is this? Did something bad happen to her? I hope it's not true." Said Cansu while stroking the chest. He came out of the room, then walked to the balcony on the second floor. Sitting there on the moon might reduce her fret.

Abigial.

The opening message from Mehek made Cansu stroke his chest. When the woman called him Abigail, there must be something bad that was troubling her mind.

Why didn't you answer my call?

Are you still mad that Bram dares to introduce mister Mars to you?

Forgive us, that's my crazy idea. But, honestly. I just want to see you happy.

And among all Bram's mas friends, only the Mars lord is most perfect for our Cansu.

Oh yes, one more. I almost forgot the most important thing, the reason I called you. Cansu frowned reading a series of messages from Mehek. Somehow his heart suddenly felt uneasy, as if his old wounds that had not healed were gaping again. For a moment, Cansu fell silent. He breathed a rough breath.

That shit, finally back.

I met him yesterday.

He said he was transferred to Jakarta.

I hope you don't meet him. And you can't be sad about it. Hugged and kissed me just for you. I love you my beautiful best friend. Mehek wrote in his long series of messages.

Cansu sat on a wooden chair, put his phone on the table then hugged both knees, he stared at the moon with an unreadable look. For the first time he felt that nature did not go according to his prayer. The man came back, that meant his anger would return as well.

"Austinians. How are you doing? I wish we didn't see each other again. Whether it's in the real world or in dreams. I'm mad at you. So angry that my whole body warmed up." Cansu's great-grandson with narrowed eyes.

"Austin?"

Cansu looked back, and Arsen was there. The man had been there since then, only that Cansu did not notice it because his focus was on the news that Mehek brought.

"When were you there?"

"Since you haven't come to this place." Arsen replied without turning his gaze away from Cansu's charming face.

"If you've been there since, why didn't you say anything? Are you trying to spy on me?" Cansu narrowed his eyes. He was standing in front of Arsen who looked indifferent.

"I don't want to bother you."

"And in the end you still bother me. Sorry, I'm kidding." Guyon Cansu was quick, his thin lips carving out a smile.

"Now tell me, why is the young master here?" This time Cansu looked serious.

"I can't sleep." Reply Arsenic briefly.

"Miss Cansu herself why hasn't she slept?" Arsen asked while sitting on the bench near the cansu.

"Same. I mean, I can't sleep either."

Cansu and Arsen stared at each other in silence, in their silence there were many questions. But no one wants to parse his question, neither Cansu nor Arsen want to be involved in their personal affairs.

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