The Mist In Arumi's Heart

A Spark of The Past

Arumi stepped inside gracefully. He paid no heed to the mischievous gazes of Moedya's friends who were in the workshop. Arumi still continued to focus on the long-haired man who also did not turn his eyes from earlier, to himself.

"Can you please check my car?" Ask Arumi who is now standing right in front of Moyya. Again he paid no heed to the group of men who were now casting their gazes at him.

Moedya did not answer immediately. He just scrunched his forehead while scratching his ear for a moment. After that, he smiled with his calm. "Today we are closed" he said kindly.

"How can it close? I saw this workshop open," Arumi refuted while pointing to the wide-open rolling door.

Moedya smiled knot. He then glanced at his friends who were average of them wearing jackets of the same color and pattern. It looks like they are friends of the motorcycle club members, where Moedya is one of the managers.

"We're in a meeting, miss," Moedya explained calmly. He felt bad and certainly not comfortable with it. However, he was also unable to hide the happy hue from his face, even though he only showed it with a calm smile. Moedya is like her father, Arya. They are not the type of men who like to show things excessively.

"I don't think it'll be long. You just have to check it out for a while and make sure everything is okay. You will make sure that the car is safe for me to drive and guarantee my safety of course," said Arumi with indifference. He acted as if he and Moedya were there.

Moedya laughed softly even with a visible attitude getting clunky. "Your safety also depends on how you drive, Miss," Moedya said. Sometimes he looks at his friends. Some of his friends were watching them. Moedya was sure that it was not her who was the center of attention. At that time, Arumi wore a mini dress on her knees.

If only the girl was still his lover, then he would have told Arumi to immediately hide from the naughty gazes of his friends. But this time, he couldn't do more.

"Come back tomorrow if you want!" Say that guy again.

"You what?" Asked Arumi unexpectedly. A simple question that had made Moedya a little confused.

"Of course to check your car, Miss," replied Moedya. He keeps trying to look calm and as much as possible can still control himself.

Arumi looks disappointed. A moment later, however, he smiled. "Do I have to wait here until your meeting is over?" Arumi asked half a whisper and made Moedya feel uncomfortable. He then deceived slowly. Moedya was silent for a moment. After a while, he approached his friends.

"Please continue! I have to take care of this lady's car for a while" Moedya said, glancing at Arumi. He knows if his friends have been watching the girl since, what else with Arumi's appearance which is quite sexy. Therefore, he wanted to immediately tell the girl to leave from there.

Without lingering, Moedya immediately invited Arumi to get out and get to where her car was parked. Arumi smiled sweetly and just complied. He walked ahead of Moedya. He let Moedya follow him with a gaze not much different from the gaze of the group of men earlier.

Standing in front of Arumi's white sedan, Moedya looked very serious. The focus is on a series of machines that seem confusing. While Arumi was even engrossed in watching the tattooed man next to him.

Moedya looked much more mature at the moment. He looked very mature and increasingly masculine. Moedya is not as handsome as Edgar and Keanu. However, in Arumi's eyes the man was much sexier and seductive. Moedya looked much more challenging with her eccentric appearance.

"Is my car okay?" Arumi asked without taking her gaze away from the man nearby. Moedya then turned to look for a moment. "Yes, I don't think there's a serious problem" he replied. "So Keanu brought her here not too long ago, too," continued Moedya, causing Arumi to widen her eyes.

"Maybe you can come again tomorrow or the day after, so I can check more thoroughly," continued the man with the black singlet.

"OKAY. I'll come again tomorrow" said Arumi. "May you not be doing a seminar tomorrow" said Arumi who immediately made Moedya laugh.

"They're friends at the motorcycle club. We are just discussing the touring event this month" explained Moedya. I don't know why he had to explain it to Arumi. It is indeed usual he did, from since they were still in a relationship first.

"Yes, I didn't come at the right time. I don't think you're busy, but .. Yes! Maybe I should just go" said Arumi. He felt bad because he saw Moedya's slightly uncomfortable attitude. Many times the man turned his head inside the workshop, to his friends who seemed to be discussing.

Hearing that, Moedya looked at Arumi. He watched the twenty-six-year-old girl he once loved so much.

"Why are you wearing clothes like that?" Ask Moedya. Suddenly he commented on the mini dress that Arumi was wearing. How not? The electric blue dress is Moedya's favorite dress. He will always praise the beauty of Arumi with her fair yellow skin, when Arumi wears such a dress.

"This is my old dress. It's been too long in my closet and I think I'm starting to miss it" Arumi lures. He wanted to see what Muedya's response to her words was like.

Moedya only gave a faint smile on her lips. After that, he again scratched his forehead. "So .. have you decided to go back home?" Ask the man with the man bun hairstyle. Either just a small talk or he is still paying attention to Arumi.

Arumi smiled as she nodded slowly. "Yes. I've decided to go home. I miss my home, my family, my room, my old clothes, and .. I miss my past so much .. ah. I mean. There is no harm if I return to nostalgia, although it will be a little painful for me," said Arumi with a slightly sad face. A moment later, he smiled again.

"OK, Moedya. I'll be back tomorrow. Take some time for me .. I mean .. for my car," Arumi said, ending with a soft laugh. Arumi then lowered her sunglasses again. He began to hide his gaze for the masculine man.

Moedya nodded slowly. "Come after lunch. Hopefully I've completed my pending work" he said. Arumi nodded in agreement. After that, he decided to get into his car.

Arumi started to start the engine. Not long after, he then left the parking garage of the workshop, accompanied by a pushy gaze from Moedya.

There was a slight spark that began to be felt in the heart of that thirty-year-old man. There were many things that were too beautiful, which were indeed very difficult for him to forget. Millions of stories are written in his life.

Moedya had torn and burned the sheets, but for some reason, because she could not do that to the pages that wrote about her story with Arumi.

He had to admit, Arumi had indeed led himself to become another Moedya. Moedya who was much more sensitive and orderly. The girl had changed a lot of things from her, and that Arumi did without having to make Moedya lose her sense of comfort.

A small smile fell on the corner of the lips with that thin beard. Moedya felt happy when she saw Arumi had returned. The girl has become him again. Become the Arumi he once loved. So, what will he do next?