The Mist In Arumi's Heart

A Piece of Memory

Arumi was sitting sweetly in the left seat of Edgar. The handsome man was focused on the steering wheel from behind his sunglasses. Arumi did not want to bother him. He prefers to engage with his cell phone.

The streets that afternoon were quite crowded. Many times the car Edgar was driving stopped and the speed faltered. Arumi started to complain slowly. The other with Edgar. The man still looked calm. His face is still shining. There was no hue of annoyance at all, the condition of the streets at that time.

"I'm not surprised anymore by a road like this" Edgar said as he himself. Meanwhile, Arumi just smiled in response to Edgar's words. However, he had felt the streets of Paris for three years. There too, Edgar taught him how to drive well, so that the girl became as adept as she is now.

"My brother forced me to take a driving course. After he felt sure, then he allowed me to drive my own car," said Arumi made Edgar smile widely.

"You're good, Arum," responded the man with the beautiful face. He looked at Arumi for a moment. Edgar looks more charming, when wearing sunglasses like that.

Arumi complained quietly. "I had to waste my time on ten meetings. Oh my God! It turns out my brother is a bitch!" arumi complained slowly, but managed to make Edgar laugh slowly.

"Keanu is a great man. I was so impressed with him" flattered Edgar. "I would be very impressed, had he been willing to be my brother-in-law" Edgar joked. The man smiled crazily. He could already guess what kind of answer Arumi would give him, or maybe the girl would scold him immediately.

However, Edgar waited for a while, but Arumi did not protest against him. The girl turned on the radio in Edgar's car.

The sound of shahdu touching the breast. A beautiful lyric piece of a song Edgar didn't know.

I remember the heart, which is studded with dreams

Where you go, love

A silent journey, one you take alone

Strengthen the heart, love

Remember the simple dew of the morning

Who accompanied you before the light

Remember the wind that blows warm

Who will defend you, love

The strength of the heart that holds the promise

Take my hand, love

I'm not leaving you alone

Keep your heart, love

Edgar was silent listening to the song that was still echoing in his car. The man who is fluent in three languages, as if so live the content of the song verse.

"Whose song is that, Arum?" Edgar asked, glancing at Arumi.

Arumi did not answer immediately. He looks pensive. His mind was fixed on a few years ago, where he could still laugh freely with a man named Moedya.

Moedya once sang the song at Arumi's own request. Moedya memorized the song for more than a week. Actually not because it is not poultice, but Moedya difficulty to be able to unite himself with the song. Yes, of course he felt very difficult. Moedya is a fan of Bon Jovi.

"How, Moemoe? I hope you're ready for my challenge" Arumi smiled sweetly as she sat facing Moedya who was engrossed in her acoustic guitar.

Moedya did not answer immediately. He seemed to think. A moment later, he put his guitar "Suddenly I have a stomachache. I think ... I have to go back," Moedya intends to escape. However, Arumi immediately prevented it.

Arumi held onto Moedya's sturdy arm. He looked at the man with his naughty clench, getting the man with tattoos on some parts of his body back on his acoustic guitar.

Moedya smiled. "Okay, but you have to promise me that you won't sleep when I sing!"

Arumi cheered in excitement. "Come on! Hurry along!"

Moedya began strumming the strings of her guitar. A gentle rhythm was heard and instantly hypnotized Arumi. He was so moved to hear the music and of course, the melodious voice of the lover.

Moedya smiled. All the evil impressions in him instantly disappeared, as he chanted the gentle melody.

Moments passed, until Moedya ended her private concert. Arumi smiled broadly. He did not expect that Moedya could animate the song that he delivered very well. "I love your voice" whispered Arumi as she touched the lips of the man who had just offered her a beautiful song.

"Arum! Arum!" Edgar's heavy voice instantly scattered all Arumi's daydreams. The girl then looked. He looks a little confused.

"You daydreaming?" Edgar's question made Arumi look uncomfortable.

"I'm just .. It's okay! Forget it!" Answer Arumi slowly.

Edgar smiled as he shook his head. "You didn't even answer my question" he said amusedly.

"Which one?" Ask Arumi innocently.

"Song earlier. I asked who's song?"

Arumi was silent for a moment. A few moments later, he replied, "Letto."

Edgar mangosteen. I honestly don't know the singer. Naturally, because Edgar is the type of man who rarely listens to music. He prefers to watch movies. Edgar loves all genres of movies.

"What if we have a coffee for a minute?" Tawar Edgar's.

Arumi frowned. He then looked at the handsome man. "Didn't you have a surprise event today?" The girl protest.

Edgar laughed softly. "I'm sorry, Arum. I just. .. end up you keep talking to your appointment and ignore me," explained Edgar with a hint of regret in his tone.

At once Arumi widened his eyes, turning to Edgar. The man laughed again. It was funny to see Arumi's protest attitude towards her.

"You!" Show Arumi. "Basic liar!" Bumpat Arumi with annoyance. He folded his hands on his chest and turned his face to the side. While Edgar was even more amused to see it.

"I'm sorry, Arum," Edgar's ink. But he came back laughing.

Arumi still showed her annoyance. He did not answer, nor did he turn to the man who was still focused on his wheel.

"Come, Arum! Don't be mad!" Persuade Edgar. He stopped his car in front of a coffee shop. "I'm just kidding" he continued. But unfortunately, Arumi still sulks at him.

Edgar then removed his seatbelt. After that, he returned to Arumi. Touching the pretty girl's arm, Arumi did not want to look at her.

"According to my friend, the espresso in the coffee shop is very good. Comeon, down! Today I'm the deal," wooed Edgar again.

"You're infuriating! It's always been like that!" Grumpy Arumi with annoyance.

"I'm really sorry, Arum. I just want to spend time with you. If I don't take you home, I don't think you've finished your conversation with the red-haired aunt yet" Edgar explained gently. He shows an expression of regret and hopes that Arumi becomes impressed, then forgives his prank.

"Your attitude hasn't changed, Ed! You're so happy to play around! I don't even know how to tell the difference when you're being serious or playing around!" Arumi said in a disappointed tone. "What is serious about you?" Arumi takes off her seat belt and intends to get out of the car. However, before he could move, Edgar immediately memahan.

"I love you. It was much more than a serious word" said the man with a charming smile.