THE LOVE OF FATE

LIKES SOLITUDE.

💌 LOVE OF FATE 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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...Thank you for the past. That's why you can better understand what you should avoid....

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WHILE ON THE OTHER SIDE. AN HOUR EARLIER.

The deep dark sky was visible flashes of light clearly seemed to be coming rain. Arlo launches his car into a club where he parties with his friends. Today Arlo attends the birthday of his best friend Jhon. Actually he was very lazy to go to events like this, because of the insistence of his friends he was forced to come to attend his best friend's birthday. His luxury car was parked.

TIT !

The car is locked automatically when Arlo presses the remote button, then throws the key to one of the men standing guard at the club. He stepped in to see Alexo and Jhon were already there. The money-crazed wild girls try to seduce Alexo and Jhon into spending one night. Arlo took his seat and sat down with them.

Jhon deliberately offers two beautiful girls to get close to Arlo. But Arlo refused by gesturing away with his hand to let the girls go. He was sick of seeing girls selling themselves for the sake of momentary pleasure. Arlo prefers to be loyal and still keep his true love for Allura

Alexo chuckles at Arlo's reaction, knowing that Arlo will never want to spend one night with the money-crazed girls. Arlo never wants to sleep one night with the j*lang unless the woman is really loved. it is very disgusting for Arlo.

Laughter party-mad girls filled the club room. The entire pair of eyes shifted focus on a group of handsome and rich men. They dance to the music. Arlo is still engrossed in his wine although occasionally he sees people who are in the club like a thirst for entertainment only. Arlo doesn't care. He still finished his drink, slowly so that he did not get drunk.

Not long after, Arlo got up from his seat. Before he got drunk, he wanted to go somewhere. Arlo carries his car at moderate speed while turning on the car audio to accompany his trip. Arlo's gaze looked so upset. It was like thinking of something.

In an instant Arlo had already arrived to his destination. He pulled the handbrake and chose not to get off the car. He squeezed the steering wheel of his car while ducking between his hands holding the steering wheel of the car.

Arlo took a deep breath and stared for a moment at the cafe. After a long time, he finally discovered the whereabouts of his parents. The couple did not know that Arlo was a child who deliberately lived on the side of the road when he was 10 years old. He fought his own life until Luke's uncle brought him Smith's residence. Arlo leaned his back against the chair, then rubbed his face gently. After a long breath Arlo finally decided to get out of his car.

BRUKK!

Arlo confirmed his suit and then straightened up and stepped into the cafe.

Cring…

The bell automatically sounds loud when the wooden door is pushed. Jazz music sounds soft to make the atmosphere of the cafe feel peaceful. The cafe manager consisting of middle-aged married couples welcomed Arlo's arrival warmly from behind the bar table.

“Today come alone?” asked the woman kindly while thrusting the menu book that looked very outdated to Arlo. Arlo just nodded without smiling. He focused on the menu book in his hand.

"What message do you want?" The woman leaned her body to see the menu that was still in the back and forth of the young man.

Arlo still seems to think, before some time he finally made his choice. “Mmmm..I order this, keep this and this..” Arlo pointed to the warm chocolate and sandwich on the menu.

“Unlike normally sir?” muttered the sturdy man while throwing his smile. "Usually you choose steak and Milk Tea for the drinks."

Arlo did not comment, he immediately left the couple and immediately headed to his favorite seat in the corner of the room that had a direct view to the road.

From the appearance of Arlo looks like an ordinary young man who does not have the privilege. But, no one knows that he is an introvert, or someone who has a condition where he prefers solitude and silence. For him peace only he gets when he is silent alone. Anxiety is when he is in the crowd, even when he is around his friends, he does not feel life. Of course this trait he did not get just from birth, all started when he was left by his father and mother on the side of the road and promised to return.

Bad memories are becoming clearer. Arlo held back his anger, he clutched the legged clear glass until it broke and his hands spewed blood. His jaw tightened on the couple's husband and wife. His breath came out stammering. As if carbon dioxide were stuck in the chest. Memories are too painful. How fate is so cruel. There are only memories that make it sad and hurt. Even his heart was broken, torn and broken.

At that time, Arlo was waiting for his parents to come back and bring him home. Arlo stared unsettled at the suddenly dark sky. He could tell that it would rain in heavy rainfall. His anxiety grew when the rain started to fall. Arlo ran to find a place to shelter. He found a bakery that was closed. This rain again made his heart feel sad. His life is very sad. In order to treat his heartache in order not to remember the sad incident, he worked hard all the time, in order to survive and his parents returned to pick him up. Arlo looked down with an empty look. A thousand questions raged in his head.

"Are you and your mom looking for him?"

"Did they realize who he was?"

Sad, disappointed, all felt alone. Like there is no hope of trying to get up again. And it really hurts. His regret was ever coming into their lives. They always smile without ever thinking about it. Arlo laughed heartily as he looked at the couple. Now, Arlo can get through it on his own without them, even he becomes greedy, showing he can be successful. Although Arlo has to run as fast as the wind, falls and gets hurt, wakes up and gets hurt again. He can go through it himself.

Arlo smiled cynically there. His gaze led to a shelf containing old books, one of the reasons going here every Arlo there was time. Arlo walked slowly towards the bookshelf. His eyes combed the bookshelf from bottom to top and from right to left.

“It seems there like reading master,” said the middle-aged woman softly. As if hovering, a book was suddenly thrust towards Arlo. “Try reading this book, mr.” he said later.

Arlo received the book with both hands. The middle-aged woman smiled slightly, “May I have a conversation with you, sir?” Although Arlo did not give an answer, he followed and sat in his front seat.

"You remind me of someone?" the woman began the conversation.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to compare you to someone, but you...."

But the woman suspends her sentence in surprise when she sees Arlo's hand bleeding, quickly taking Arlo's hand. "Sorry sir, your hands are bleeding. Let me treat."

Arlo was surprised and pulled his hand back. "I'm fine."

"But sir?"

Arlo raised his hand, gesturing for the woman not to speak anymore. "I told you, it's okay. Don't touch me." Arlo's tone of voice was so cold that it fused with his flat face.

Seeing Arlo's reaction, the woman immediately made an apology while bowing her head. "Sorry sir."

Arlo turned his face away not wanting to see the woman. Arlo then took his breath, then spoke. "Now you can go!" Said Arlo with gesture expel.

The woman nodded, then passed leaving Arlo there. Arlo looked at the woman's back while clenching his hands so tightly. No matter the wound in his hand. Arlo just wants to vent his feelings. He breathed out his breath that felt tight. Trying to loosen the tie he was wearing and unbutton his shirt. It's getting harder to breathe. He rubbed his face violently.

Not long after a servant brought his order. "Your order sir?"

"Hmmm. Yes, please!" he said flat and cold.

Hot chocolate and sandwiches on the table. The waiter smiled and spoke again. "Good enjoy, sir."

Arlo nodded and smiled faintly. "Thank you."

"Together sir." The servant bowed his body, and left Arlo.

Suddenly the phone's voice rang asking to be lifted, but because of the new number, Arlo did not want to lift it. Then the sound died and was heard no more.

Arlo again enjoyed his meal in silence. He continued to pay attention to the couple who seemed to talk. His gaze locked without blinking.

The ringing of his phone voice rang again, Arlo clucked while looking at the call, He

reading on his display phone. This time it was from someone she knew.

"Ehmm.yeah Jack?"

"Hey dude, God, why did you lift it so long."

"What's up Jack? you don't usually call me. Is anything important?"

"Yes. It's very important and very important."

"What's that?" chase Arlo.

"I just saw Alvin here."

"What?" Arlo squealed from his seat in shock.

"I saw Alvin, but strangely he didn't know me dude. Did something happen?"

DEG!

Arlo was so shocked that he dropped the phone in his hand. His face stiffened.

"Hello? Arlo, are you listening to me? hola... Arlo's... Arlo?"

TIT

The call was cut off.

SERIATE.....

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