The Imperfect Husband

Imperfectly

Ares stared straight ahead with his blank look. I don't know what he was thinking, but now he was feeling sad because of something that made his anger explode.

In his hands and face there were many wounds, the wound was obtained because he himself lost control and hurt his own body. Always like that, is there any pain in his face? no. gabe.

Ares did not even care about the wounds on his body bleeding, although not much but quite painful if felt in the body.

Not so long ago, a middle-aged woman came over to him while carrying a medicine box. She was Ares' mother, the woman most respected and feared by the grumpy man. Although the mood is bad, but he will not avoid the mother like others.

"Here, mother treat." Aisyah took the child's hand and began to treat nail scratches on the child's body.

"Mother, she's gone with another man." Finally his murmur sounded soft.

Aisyah took a deep breath, it turned out that the problem was still the same thing. Deanra, the sweet girl who has always attracted the attention of her son. But who would want to be with this son, people were even afraid of being close to him.

This autism disease suffered by his son has made their lives look so miserable in the eyes of others. Although not severe enough, but sometimes if Ares is emotional he often acts out of reason.

"Ares, he just went with his friends. Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Ares just kept silent not to mention his mother's words anymore. Her jealousy seeing the girl she liked had blinded her heart and mind. Suppose he is perfect, if he has the courage, already he will pursue the girl for himself.

After he finished treating the child's wounds, Aisyah left the child alone. Ares is his son who is very closed, besides that he also has a shortage to make other families often talk about it.

Aisyah is not ashamed to have children with autism, but she is always sad to see her son who is always alone. All his son wanted was one, and it was very difficult to obtain.

Deanra, the little boy who used to play with Ares. The girl now may have forgotten those memories, but to her son those were wonderful memories that she could never forget.

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Deanra stepped happily accompanied by a small hum coming out from her thin lips. He began to open the door of his flower shop with a smile.

At the age of twenty-two he had a business that he loved very much. Having a flower figure is a dream, who would have thought his prayer would be fulfilled so quickly. Without the help of his parents he can have it, although people say not much, but this is quite extraordinary for him.

Just inside, his phone vibrated in his bag. Deanra smiled more and more at who called her this early.

"I miss you" he said in his laughter.

"Now also met last night, how could it still miss. You're such a liar," Deanra laughed amusedly. Even though this man only said something dreadful to her, he would still be happy, because it seemed like he had really fallen for this love of his lover.

"Do you not know, dear. With you it let alone last night, one minute apart I've missed so much. So don't say that again, will you? or I'll be mad at you."

The words were so sweet, Deanra even to the point of biting her lips withstanding the turmoil in an overly happy heart. First time trying to be in a relationship with a man, who would have thought this watermelon was dating. He was even very grateful to have a man so kind and gentle with him, and he began to think, maybe He was indeed the soul mate God sent him.

"Alright, alright ... I'll end it first, Kai. I have to open a shop, you know I'm a very busy woman."

"Yes, I know. That's why you often ignore me because of those ugly flowers!" Kiran said full of annoyance. Since dating Deanra the man suddenly hated the beautiful plant, it was all because the flowers that he thought were useless had stolen the attention of his lover.

"Nai ... They're so beautiful, how can you say they're ugly, baby. I couldn't even ignore them for a second, looking so refreshing to the eye." Deanra spoke affectionately while stroking the Lily flower in her hand.

"Can't ignore them for a second, but you ignored me for a long time, dear." spoiled curry Kiran, again only replied with a crisp laugh of the lover in the open.

"Squeezed base,"

"Only to you."

"I know. And hope it will always be like that" murmured Deanra softly. The hope is that fate will get the two of them together, that's all, Deanra doesn't want the other.

After that they ended the call with a smile that was still equally fluffy on their lips. Simple, but enough they're drunk. Deanra was busy opening the flower again, actually he had one employee, but he did not enter today because of illness.

Deanra smiled sweetly as one of her customers came, but just for a moment, as she knew who came her smile instantly disappeared.

"Sir Cedar," murmured Deanra softly. He saw the man's horrible gaze, Deanra shuddered in horror, for some reason he became afraid like this.

Although he had known this man for a long time, but about the rumors that spread still he was frightened. He heard that Ares had a mental illness, although he did not believe it at first, but after seeing that the man was out of control he could no longer deny the fact. The guy who knew him as a kid, who would have thought this would be the case.

Ares picked up a red rose, then without saying pay it to Deanra with his cold look. Always like this, almost every day he came to this store just to buy a rose. Of course the other reason came here was not just to buy roses, but to see the owner of the roses.