The Mist In Arumi's Heart

Edgar, I'm Sorry

That evening the weather looked very bright. However, everything is inversely proportional to Arumi's mood. The dense fog just felt thicker and covered his entire soul. Arumi's promise in his heart to no longer think about Moedya, must really be carried out. He did not want to continue to torture himself.

So, how are you doing with Edgar? Arumi had been trying to contact the Frenchman. But unfortunately, because it turns out Edgar is not willing to answer a phone call from him. Was he so angry with Arumi? Arumi would not be surprised if Edgar behaved like that.

A few moments later, Arumi moved from her seat. All the mess he caused would never have been solved, if he had not tried to solve it. Arumi then grabs her sling bag and .. hey, where's the car key?

Arumi searched for that little thing everywhere. He took out his entire bag. Open up all the drawers in his room and search every corner, because who knows if the key falls to the floor. However, the result remains nil. Arumi's mind suddenly turned to Keanu. Immediately, the girl headed for the brother's study.

Arumi stood in front of the door in that heart-red color. With a feeling that was not enough, the girl ventured to knock on the door. He knew that Keanu was still angry with him, so his feelings were not as calm as usual.

There was a voice of Keanu from inside who invited him to enter. Trying to be calm and confident, Arumi opened the door and stepped in.

Keanu seemed to be reading. He seemed to have found out if Arumi would definitely meet him. However, the man who always appeared with his calm demeanor, as if acting indifferent as Arumi stood before him.

"Sister," said Arumi slowly. Keanu is still focusing on the book he is reading. He did not look at it one bit.

"Where are my car keys?" Ask Arumi without making small talk. It seems he already knows that Keanu is the main suspect who has taken his car keys.

"There's me," Keanu replied briefly and flatly.

"Please return! I have to go out and get a little bit of my business done" Pinta Arumi said. He also did not dare to talk too much to the brother who still holds anger towards him.

"You're used to walking, aren't you?" Keanu replied with his indifferent attitude. He didn't even look at all.

"But why? That's my car. You can't do this to me!" Arumi protested loudly.

"Why not? I bought it and paid for it. I can do anything with that car" Keanu said.

"Oh .. is awesome! Why don't you just freeze all my accounts and credit cards! After that make my life like I'm in the desert!" Arumi said with annoyance.

"Not a bad idea" Keanu said calmly. The attitude that the man showed, had made Arumi become even more irritated.

"alright. Whatever!" Arumi rushed out of Keanu's study. He left his brother who was still focused on the book he was holding. The girl also closed the door quite hard. He was really upset, even when he crossed paths with Puspa.

"Arum? What's up?" Tanya Puspa who was about to bring a cup of tea for her husband. He was astonished to see Arumi's annoyed face.

"Ask your husband!" Angrily replied Arumi without stopping her steps. He kept walking towards the exit. Puspa just scrunched his forehead and smiled slightly while shrugging his shoulders.

Arumi continued to step towards the gate. A moment glimpsed his favorite white sedan car. His feelings became. He immediately came out of the courtyard of his mansion.

After dismissing a taxi, Arumi sat quietly in it even though she still slightly bent her face. A few moments while on the journey, he finally arrived at the place where he had been. A luxury apartment where Edgar Hilaire lived.

It was eighteen and thirty. Beautiful yellow lights have decorated the luxurious room with all its facilities that can spoil the occupants of the place. Arumi circulated her gaze at every corner of the room.

"Ed ..." call Arumi. His voice was not too loud, but it was quite echoing in the desolate atmosphere there.

There was no sign of Edgar. Arumi, who was still standing, now returned to circulate his gaze. His eyes fell on a painting of a man on the wall of the room. Arumi then stepped up and stood in front of the painting.

He looked at the painting with a stick. It was a painting of a very handsome man, but it was not an Edgar painting.

"Sebastian Hilaire, he was my late father," Edgar's heavy voice had succeeded in surprising Arumi. The girl immediately looked over.

Edgar had stood not far from him. The man looked very fresh and relaxed with sleeping pants and a khaki round neck plain top. Her hair looks a little messy. Edgar was not as formal as usual.

A moment later, the 180 cm tall man walked up to Arumi and stood right in front of the girl. The girl who now seemed to have lost her claws and sharp fangs.

Yeah, Arumi looks nervous. He was not as arrogant as usual in front of Edgar. The long-haired beautiful girl, more often hid her face from the deep gaze of the man who was her ex-lover.

"How are you? What brings you here?" Edgar asked with a fairly flat intonation.

Arumi then raised her face. He gathered all his courage to be able to look at the man he had been treating so badly.

"I'm fine, thank you," said Arumi slowly. "I came here to see you on purpose. I want to talk to you, "he continued.

"About what? I'm not sure if you're going to apologize to me" Edgar said in the same tone. He had also not shifted his gaze from Arumi's pretty face.

Edgar would never get tired of looking at that face. He ignores all the beauty of the world that seduces him. Edgar no longer cared about all the seduction that came to him. However, in his heart was already imprinted one name and one of the most beautiful faces, Arumi.

Sometimes, the man was astonished at himself. Why did he fall so much in love with Arumi? In fact, he could get many beautiful girls who were willing to rest before him, like a loyal servant. However, such a special feeling for Arumi has kept him from all that.

Arumi's fine hand was swept away and led to the balcony of her apartment with a thick glass barrier that looked very elegant. Edgar invited Arumi to sit there, on a white sofa with a small table in front of him.

Arumi remained silent. He was amazed to see the sight before him. The night sky looks gloomy, as if it feels warm with the flickering colorful lights of the skyscrapers around the apartment building where Edgar lives. The feeling is so beautiful and romantic.

The night wind began to feel. It was quite cold indeed, but it did not make Arumi feel cold. The irritated feeling he brought from his home, now began to fade slowly.

"How often do you sit here, Ed?" Ask Arumi. He began to open up the conversation and broke the silence between himself and Edgar.

"Almost every night" answered Edgar. His usual face looks friendly with a charming smile, now seems to disappear from him. Edgar looked serious and flat. He may still harbor anger towards Arumi.

"I'm sorry, Ed," said Arumi slowly.