THE LOVE OF FATE

FELLOWSHIP

💌 LOVE OF FATE 💌

 

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...Let the sun set with all our problems and tomorrow will rise again bringing warmth and new hope....

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“Ele. Eleanor!!” the deafening scream echoed in the living room in Ele's house.

Ele who was busy preparing for lunch was surprised to hear Amira's cry. Ele took her breath away! He knew clearly the habits of his best friend.

"Geele!!!" The call was still heard, it seemed like Amira was looking for him in the room.

Ele immediately turned off the stove and met Amira. “Candle your voice, Amira!” ele replied as Amira had arrived by his side.

“Heuh? Alvin's sleeping again?" Amira reflex shrank the volume of her voice.

Ele shakes. "Alvin's at the village office again." He walks into the kitchen leaving Amira wanting to continue her delayed cooking.

Amira quickly followed him. "Ele, in the village we will be held bazaar again."

Ele revived her stove while glancing at Amira who was standing next to her. "Continue?"

"We follow yuk,"

"When?"

"Next week. I hear this bazaar activity lasts two days."

Ele's forehead frowned, "Two days?" He was busy playing the spatula on the pan.

"Hm. On the first day visitors will be spoiled by a variety of product offerings at the bazaar stand and on the second day as the highlight of the event visitors are entertained by the strains of electone music that will make the atmosphere more festive."

"Since the show is still a long time, I still have time to think about it."

"Huh?" Amira looked confused. "Why think about it first, you can't come, can you?"

"I don't mean so Amira...."

Amira quickly cut off Ele's speech. "This bazaar activity must be followed by representatives of each citizen from each village. And we are asked to decorate with paper and cloth, as well as lights for the decoration of the stand that has been provided by the Committee. It must be a fun show and a pity to miss, Ele!" amira said so enthusiastically.

Ele did not reply, confused to explain to Amira. He knows very well the nature of Amira.

"How's Ele baby, we're on the committee?" Without being asked, Amira took the initiative to clean the strawberries on the table. He was busy washing fruit while continuing to chatter there.

"Ssssyyuuuuurrrr....." The sound of stir-fried vegetables rang from the kitchen of Ele's house. The last stirring he cooked. She was busy playing the spatula. He took a short breath and spoke. "But I can't be sure if I can come or not."

"Huh? Why?" Amira asked a little surprised. "Sound! Wouldn't it be if there was an event like this, you were so enthusiastic about following it?"

Ele smiled thinly while continuing to saute. "You're right, Amira. But that next week, Alvin took me for a walk into town." Ele finally said.

"You're serious Ele?" Amira's face changed.

Ele nodded back. "Please get me the plate!" he said he gave the best smile when he saw Amira's face change.

The frown on Amira's forehead didn't fade as she picked up the plate and gave it to Ele. "Serius Alvin took you to town?" Amira asked still in disbelief.

"Hm." Ele answered him with a murmur while putting vegetable stir-fry on the plate.

Amira approached and looked at Ele. "So many days, why next week anyway?"

Ele took her cooking to the table and sat there. "Yes I know, but Alvin wants it next week."

"Alvin is how it is, greedy. Anyway, I don't want to know, you're gonna have to go to that bazaar."

"Maha." Ele smiled there. "Yes I know, it's not sure what day it went."

Amira shifted the chair and sat there. His face was protesting.

Seeing that expression, Ele leaned over her body, folding her hands on the table. "Don't put on your ugly face like that Mira. The man will run away."

"Whatever!" Amira turned her face away.

"You mad?"

"Who's angry, I'm just pissed at you both."

Ele smiled again. "Don't be upset, I'll talk to Alvin again. Sure. How about this afternoon, we see twilight.”

Amira just shrugged both of her shoulders, letting the question go.

"Don't be angry again dong, look at me!" Ele moved to sit beside Amira.

"Lazy," he said, turning his body around, not wanting to see Ele.

"Amira....."

Amira pinched her lips holding back a smile. He did not look at Ele.

"You're smiling, aren't you?"

"Who's smiling?"

"Thou shalt smile." Ele got up from her seat looking directly at Amira's face. "We go for a walk, don't we like twilight? Want yes?"

"Eeehmm." Amira replied with a mutter, glancing at Ele at a glance and finally letting go of her smile.

She hugged Amira. "Don't get angry dong,"

"Hey, who's angry? I'm just pissed off with you."

Amira interrupted Ele's words. "No. To me our friendship is like a footstep printed on the sand of the beach. Every time we step, the waves will come and erase our footsteps but if we keep going then the trail will always be there."

Ele smiled and held him back like she was back. "That means, when we disagree, we remain committed to maintaining friendship, then friendship will survive like footprints on the sand of the beach."

"Sad.smart talking about you now."

"Yes, isn't it because of you?"

"Because of me? Are you not the one who is known to be brought up in this village. The most chatty."

"Maha." Ele laughed, which Amira followed. Laughter they just let go.

Yes, Ele and Amira can describe their friendship in any form. They know each other's good and bad, but still accept what they are.

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While on the other side.

The thumping music deafened. Arlo spread his gaze, looking for the figure of the man who contacted him earlier. Arlo took his breath. He stepped in. A sharp alcohol-laden fragrance. Involved in the laughter of the crazy human solution. Arlo smiled coldly as a woman kissed him and took him to the middle of the bar to dance. Arlo quickly refuses, she brushes the woman's hand and walks away.

"Well...." William waved his hand.

Arlo threw his gaze. He looked toward the source of the voice and found William sitting with two women. Arlo stepped closer.

"There are so many clubs in town why did you call me to a shanty place like this?" Arlo snorted in annoyance.

"Hahahaha," William laughed. "Is it because the girls don't fit your criteria? please sit!"

Arlo took off his suit and put it on the sofa. William then thrust an empty glass in front of Arlo. "This place is more affordable dude. If I take you to a club in the middle of town, my one-month salary could just vanish."

"Who asked you to pay for all this?" Arlo protest stared lazily.

"Importantly we can release stress and we can find women to have fun with."

"Sad..." Arlo clucked.

William leaned in, curiosity made him contact his friend. "I'm curious, lately the news about Alvin who is rumored to have died and his body dumped into the sea. Is that true?"

Arlo raised his eyebrows, looking at Wiliam in surprise. "Alvin's dead?" He pretended to be confused.

"Hm. Is that really how it is?"

Arlo stared flatly, like nothing had happened. He smiled and looked the other way. "Where do you know the news and who died? Alvin just avoided the wedding. It's somewhere."

William then patted the table. "I guessed that too. How could Alvin have died. He's the sole heir and you can't possibly enjoy Smith's fortune."

Arlo chose not to comment. He took a short breath and then took a sip of the drink that was in front of him. Arlo knows very well who Wiliam is, he's like a virus that quickly spreads the news and spoils the good name of Smith's company and investors will withdraw capital if the news is true.

"Did Alvin know about your relationship with Allura? Why would she suddenly cancel her wedding?"

"Can we not talk about it?"

William chuckled, he knew Arlo loved Allura so much. His love that clapped one hand only Wiliam knew and Arlo deliberately once put something into Allura's drink.

"Are you still pursuing his love? You love that woman too much."

"What about you. I heard you took another new girl, where's Yoona? Did you throw it away?" Said Arlo smiling smrik.

William smiled when he heard that.

"You didn't answer, did you throw Yoona away? After that night Yoona refused you to make love?" Arlo shook his head while smiling faintly.

"Add Wine, as usual. There's a friend of mine who's gonna pay for it." William said to the maid.

"Good sir."

William continued his sentence. "I'm still in touch with Yoona."

"really? I don't think that's your type."

"You don't believe me, I want to marry her."

The forehead holds the two eyebrows together. "Are you serious?"

"Did I ever lie, I wanted to marry a dude."

"I didn't expect you to end up repenting either." Arlo smiled smrik.

"Maha." William then approached and whispered. "I want to borrow the Dude's money."

"I'm sure of that." Arlo shook his head.

"I have to earn money for my wedding expenses."

Arlo understands that. During this time Wiliam also often helped him. "How much do you want?" Ask later.

"100 million" he said quickly.

"All right, I'm transferring."

The cold-faced man, with mostly flat Wiliam's gaze immediately smiled. "Thank you Arlo, you're really a best friend" she said with a smile.

While Arlo just kept quiet and continued drinking. He turned his glass back. Eliciting the sound of ice cubes that collide with the glass wall. They dissolve into his mind. No more talk after that.

SERIATE.....

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