The Imperfect Eve

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Two hours have passed since Cansu and Arsen sat quietly in the car, now the two beautiful creatures are on the side of the road. Cansu complained that he was thirsty, inevitably Arsen had to stop by the roadside just to buy water. Without Arsen noticing, Cansu followed him from behind.

"Mom ai..." Arsenic's words hung in the air as someone accidentally hit her back.

Slowly, Arsen turned around. And found that Cansu was wiping his forehead. The man smiled. Whether Cansu was in pain or not, Arsen did not know that. All he knew was that Cansu looked like an adorable rabbit as the girl rubbed her forehead.

"Why are you smiling?" Cansu parsed his question, staring intently at the beautiful figure in front of him, Arsenio Lefrand.

"My head hurts!"

"I feel like I'm hitting the wood, and not your back." Cansu's great-grandson, greeted by laughter from Arsen, believe it or not, for the first time Arsen laughed afterwards in front of a stranger, and the stranger was Cansu Abigail.

"Master and mistress of the newlyweds huh?" The roadside salesman began asking questions looking at the sweet intrusions of the opposite sex couple. Just now Cansu was intending to answer, but Arsen quickly grabbed onto his shoulder.

"Yes, mom. We're newlyweds. We just got married and now I'm going to see my wife's family in Bandung." Arsen explained without burden, making Cansu glare in disbelief. The girl was too shocked, how could Arsen lie that easily about their relationship. What if the angel confirmed his words? Cansu won't like it. Wh why? The answer is very simple, because he does not like drinking men, and Arsen openly downed the alcoholic drink in front of him.

"Well, baby?" Arsen continued again, seeing the look of intimidation Arsen made Cansu forced to agree. Is Cansu stupid? The answer is probably yes because the girl feels unsettled if she has to get Arsen in trouble.

"D-yes." Cansu replied briefly, he was nervous, his lips were smiling yet his heart was resisting violently.

"Congratulations ladies and gentlemen. You look very compatible, may you be protected from the evil eye." The middle-aged woman prayed sincerely. Honestly, Cansu was happy. But he doesn't deserve that.

"Take it back, thank you for the prayer. Come on, baby." Arsen said goodbye after paying for the water he took, he clasped Cansu's fingers tightly just after they left the street vendor.

"mm! Shrimp hold it." Cansu released his fingers from Arsen's tight grasp.

"Why should you lie? Is there no luck? Next time, I won't lie for you." Babe Cansu with a flat face.

Cansu's chest is pounding, the sound of his detachment may be heard by Arsen. Instead of rewinding her stumpy body, Arsen instead stared fixedly at Cansu's beautiful face, a face that was getting reddened.

Arsen smiled, he was so proud that his charm could shake the chest of the beautiful girl in front of him. For Arsen, it was a great achievement.

"Pretty." Flatter Arsen with sparkling eyes, he was amazed to see the perfection of the creation of God in front of him. Smooth skin, a big nose, beautiful eyes with black lashes, white teeth and neatly arranged like ants lined up neatly. And another one, red lips as red as pomegranate.

Glekk!

Arsen swallowed the saliva, he wanted to scoop it up, smearing every tooth with his tongue. Cansu is too seductive, for some reason his manly soul wants to embrace Cansu in the heady happiness of the world, bringing the girl into the room to share a sense of peerless pleasure. Arsen had been blinded by his passion, almost scooping Cansu's lips, and at the same time Cansu began to open his eyes, looking at Arsen's lips getting closer to his, Cansu directly placed the mineral bottle in her hand on Arsen's lips to prevent the man's mischievous actions.

"What do you want?"

"Don't fuck with me!"

"We're not mahram."

"And me?" Cansu pointed to himself.

"If I haven't worn a hijab, I know my limits as a single woman. I know how to take care of myself." Cansu grumbled with reddened eyes, irritated to his bones.

While Arsen was caught off guard, his entire body froze in shame. He felt guilty for thinking all women were the same as the women he met along the road he walked, wanting him for money, good looks, and popularity.

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