The Mist In Arumi's Heart

I Love Your Everything

Arumi struggled spoiled in Edgar's arms that afternoon. Touching the right chest of Edgar decorated with tattoos inscribed his name. Arumi then rubbed it gently. Edgar responded with a warm kiss on the head of the girl.

Edgar occupies the fifth floor of the hotel. From inside the room, they can see clearly the view of the harbor with its cruise ships and all the activities in the harbor.

The wind blew not too hard, but still managed to lift the curtain through the balcony door of the room that was deliberately left open.

Soon, autumn is coming. At that time, the beautiful scenery would be clearly visible. Thousands of colorful foliage will fill the land and create an unforgettable romantic impression.

“You still remember Arum when we first started the relationship?” Edgar asked as he gently stroked Arumi's long hair, while the girl was silent in thought. He was remembering something Edgar asked him.

“I forgot exactly when, Ed. However, I remember very well when it was entering autumn. You gave me a very pretty knitting scarf back then, but sorry that I already removed the scarf,” Arumi said without any guilt at all.

“Ah .. I could have expected it,” regretted Edgar with his heavy breath. He let Arumi who was currently busy playing his chest fur. “You must have lost everything I gave you, right?” Tuke Edgar.

Arumi did not answer. However, he closed his body to Edgar's body. It's possible that the girl wanted to apologize even if not verbally.

Yeah, of course you are. Arumi felt guilty for all his attitude towards Edgar. He never thought Edgar would fall in love again, even with a very different feeling.

Arumi was like licking her own saliva. But everything that happens is beyond his power. He was unable to resist the charm of his ex a few years ago. Arumi even now without hesitation has dared to bring the man to bed.

“How often do you do it with Moedya, Arum?” A question that felt very judgmental to Arumi. Of course he felt lazy to answer it, what else to explain it to Edgar.

“Should you ask me like that?” Arumi Protest.

Edgar muttered softly. He moved his hand on the girl's arm and rubbed it gently. “Because you now feel very much different, Arum,” Edgar said as he took a short breath. “Actually I'd love to be your guide, but unfortunately I'm out of luck. Take it easy, Arum! I'm not gonna dispute that. I like you now. You're much more seductive,” Edgar's remark sounds so naughty.

Arumi did not answer. He still had his head on Edgar's chest. Every now and then the girl looked up and kissed the chin that was filled with that thin beard. “I love your beard,” whispered Arumi as she laughed softly, making Edgar glance at her and kiss her forehead.

“I love your skin,” reply Edgar with much more mischievous and make Arumi continue her laughter.

“I love your smell,” reply Arumi without stopping her potent laughter.

“I love your everything,” reply Edgar.

Arumi was silent for a moment. Then he got up and sat on Edgar's lap. He touched that face with feeling. It doesn't have to be told how charming the guy is. From the past until now, his appearance has never changed even at the age of thirty, Edgar looks more sexy and charming.

“I love your everything. I love you, Mr. Hilaire. You make me feel it again?” Arumi unreservedly touched the surface of Edgar's lips which immediately reciprocated with a passionate luminaire from Edgar.

The sound of de-breath and the spoiled voice of Arumi again adorned the room. Blending into one with the wind that brought both of them flying high.

Lunch time has finally arrived. The menu that Edgar had ordered earlier was presented on the table, which was not too large with two seats on the balcony of the room.

A full serving of bouillabaisse with some other very appetizing side dishes. Arumi looked in wonder at the lover. “You ordered this much food, Ed?” Ask Arumi while tucking her hair behind her ears.

“Yes. Why?” Reply Edgar who was just finished reusing his shirt. It looks so fresh after the shower. Edgar approached Arumi and sat in front of him.

“Why?” Asked Arumi in an incomprehensible manner.

Edgar then sipped his drink before he finally began to eat the menu that had been available. The man still looks very calm.

“You already know the answer, Babe,” he replied as he chewed his food in his mouth.

“Can it be clarified, Ed? I honestly haven't been able to understand any of this. You haven't even given me an explanation about the man who keeps following me like my second shadow!” Arumi protested a little over Edgar's attitude which he considered not open.

“It's still lucky that I started loving you and missed you so much, so I can still apologize for you. If those two feelings don't exist, then I will definitely never want to know you again!” Arumi. He began to eat his food.

Edgar muttered softly. Without stopping his lunchtime activities, the thirty-year-old man again said, “You want to know something, Arum?” Edgar is back in the puzzle.

Arumi was still holding a spoon and fork in both hands. He looked at the lover who thought he had done something very excessive. “I do not know what makes you look very anxious, even tend to be like excessive fear,” search Arumi without turning her gaze.

Edgar was too.  He was still holding the spoon and fork, although now he stopped eating for a moment and returned Arumi's fixed gaze.

“It all started when I just got back from Indonesia. Someone sent me your pictures, Arum. There are about five or six sheets, even I saw your photo while in the store,” said Edgar who immediately made Arumi speechless with a slightly tense face.

“What do you mean, Ed?” Asked Arumi with a hue of disbelief.

Edgar nodded slowly. He seemed to want to affirm his words earlier. “It wasn't the last one, Arum. After that I received more photos of you when you just arrived at the airport. When you just arrived in Paris. I admit you look very pretty when waiting for my arrival near the Seine River that afternoon, but it just makes me worry more about you,” Edgar said again.

A moment later, he got up from his seat and was seen taking something from inside his coat pocket. After that, Edgar again sat down in front of Arumi and thrust an envelope to Arumi.

Doubtfully, Arumi received the envelope. While his gaze was still covered with a hue of anxiety, he continued to lay it to the man before him. Arumi seemed to be asking for clarity and maybe a certainty from Edgar.

“Buklah!” Get Edgar.

Still with a tense face, Arumi opened the envelope. Suddenly, he looks at pictures of himself. He also saw one of the photos with a piece of writing behind the photo. A simple sentence that made him feel scared.

“Who sent this, Ed?” Arumi muttered with slightly shaking hands.

“To be clear if I haven't investigated it, Arum. The problems in the company took up a lot of my time and my mind. Therefore, I assign someone to always follow you, and make sure that you are okay. Of course I never told him to follow you to the toilet ..” Edgar was silent for a moment. After that, he resumed his words, “I'm very worried about you, Babe!”