
Faintly the sound of birdsong was heard so clearly in his ears, that it disturbed the man's sleep. His head felt quite heavy and dizzy, due to the effects of last night. Maybe because he was heartbroken, resulting in the man sipping a few alcoholic drinks overnight.
The wedding plan that he had arranged with his girlfriend, after he graduated from college, was forced to disappear just like that. Women who have been in a relationship for two years with him, and live a matter of the next few weeks they will get married, suddenly the woman said that she was two-bodied. Plus her lover was, uh, no! Her ex-boyfriend also said that he would marry in a few weeks with the man who fathered the child in the womb.
That fact is what makes a man of high stature, and a handsome face with fine fur that grows in his jaw, he ushered himself into a nightlife. Like at the moment.
Arkha had spent seven glasses of alcohol, to forget his memory of his former best friend. Because Arkha only had a relationship with a woman named Shanaz. The beautiful bule-faced woman was able to captivate Arkha, who was cold enough to always be flat and indifferent to women.
Arkha shook his head quickly, hoping that the shadow of Shanaz in his head would leave. Even though it was in vain he did.
As her consciousness began to be eroded by the alcohol she was upright, even Arkha asked for one more glass of the hot drink in her throat.
In his semi-conscious memory, Arkha's eyes faintly caught the figure of the woman sitting beside him. In the woman's hand there is a drink tequilla type, a drink that is very suitable for women as beautiful. Think Arkha.
However, Arkha caught something strange with the woman's face. The woman looked sad, and there was a fresh scar on the corner of her lips. Despite being half-conscious, Arkha's eyes still clearly saw the wound. Then he approached the foreign woman.
Whether because of the influence of alcohol or his own desire, Arkha did something he had never done so far, which was to approach women first.
"Are you on your own, Mis?" Arkha asked by closing her seat next to the curly-haired and brownish-colored woman.
Feeling herself being spoken to by the man beside her, the woman turned to the man beside her.
"Who else is there besides us?" Arkha asked the woman who had greenish eyes.
"Well, you know the answer, sir" the woman replied severely to Arkha.
Then, Arkha smiled with a grin at how loud the girl said. After saying that, they fell silent to each other in the noise of the music played by the DJ at the night entertainment venue.
"Your face looks pretty messed up. Let me guess, are you heartbroken, too?" Ask the woman suddenly. The woman's sight faded. "Because I've noticed that you're alone too."
The woman moved from her seat, intending to bring herself closer to Arkha. However, due to the influence of drinks with a very high alcohol content, it makes the woman's body balance falter. Arkha's hands are stretched out to catch the woman's body. Even though his own head was also dizzy.
Arkha's smile was on his back, when he saw the woman was unconscious in her arms. A crazy idea came to his head.
"I'm sorry, I. I was forced to do this because to prove to my ex-lover that I could forget him so easily" a slanted grin rose on Arkha's lips. A grin full of meaning, and looks so creepy.
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