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Stretching from the dark step aside slowly, leaving the dream for a moment. The golden light of the sun awakened from sleep is now in charge of illuminating the Earth. The rustle of the wind anchored, hitting the bare skin, whispers cool. A wave of dancing white cloth reviews the smile on the beautiful chapped lips. Beautiful white feet stepped slowly, leaving a trace of soft touch, then tapering fingers lifted to pull over the white cloth. Exposure to refractive light that reflects behind the glass, making the red lips that radiate sparkle widened. Her smile is sweet. A glimpse burns the imagined kiss. The sensual-lipped woman turned around slowly, her eyes shaded by sincerity, while her smile was timeless.
"Good morning?"
Aurora, her soft voice like quiet music, soothes the heart. Her very slow steps further reconciled the souls coiled up in the mortal world. The woman shook her head, bowed slightly and whispered in the ears that were still reluctant to open.
"Well, if you guys don't want to get up, I don't want to talk anymore."
Suddenly, the threat hidden behind Aurora's stern tone immediately forced consciousness to take its place. The Netra of the eyeballs of different colors was instantly wide open, the tiny fragile fists moving together to rub the eyes, clarifying the vision that had blurred.
"Princess Aurora, you are very good at seduction." The handsome man dragged his body, then sat on the surface of the bed.
Aurora squinted, putting on a feigned expression of anger. "Really, Prince Ken? Did I disturb your sleep?"
"The princess did not disturb our sleep, it's just that I still want to linger to hear your voice." Shasa chimed in with the typical hoarse voice of waking up.
Aurora chuckled a little, "you little brat." She put her two fingers in Shasa's nose.
Ken rolled his eyes. As usual, the two women of different ages would warm up the morning by throwing temptations at each other.
"Princess Aurora's story with Prince Ken is over. Hurry, little girl, if you don't want to be late for school." Ken threw a look of annoyance and pulled out the blanket, and got out of bed.
Shasa threw a hostile look, her expression smeared with extreme irritation. "You are so annoying."
"Little fellow. You're getting older, but you're acting like a baby crawling." And then, with a sigh of relief.
"Ken I hate you! Shasa shouted in a thunderous voice, then lightning-fast grabbed a bolster pillow to throw right in Ken's face.
Aurora, who witnessed Shasa's anger, made a small grimace, her smile turning stiff while her eyes watched them.
"You ruined my beautiful face." He said in a lofty tone while throwing a bolster pillow on the floor.
"You're not handsome at all. Get stained in mirror, not in clear water." Shasa replied, then elicited a mocking look.
"What did you say" Ken shouted, voicing a viscous rejection of Shasa's words. "I am very handsome. You need to fix your eyes so you can see my good looks."
Aurora immediately rolled her eyes, unable to bear Ken's over-confidence. "Alright Prince Ken, it's time for you to clean up. I'll wait in the dining room.'
Aurora throws a sweet smile at Shasa and Ken before then stepping forward, leaving them.
Shasa frowned and then averted her eyes, staring at Ken sarcastically. "Ken is ugly." She said with her tongue and walked away, stamping her feet.
Ken was silent and shook his head. "Women are hard to understand."
***
It took a long time for Cleo to move his stiff legs. When seeing the figure of a manly man who was sitting at the dinner table while sipping his thick black coffee, Cleo's memory immediately reflected on the cruel events that were horrified in front of him. This creates a distance between them. Cleo was furious, unable to control hisself so spouting harsh words meant to hurt.
"Until when are you going to stand there?"
The question posed in a low tone jolted Cleo's consciousness. His head immediately lifted and his eyes looked at Darren. For a moment, there was doubt that plagued Cleo's mind before deciding to step and then take a seat in front of Darren separated by a long, dark brown table.
"Dad does not work?" Cleo said broke the silence that struck.
Darren let out a scant breath. "No. I'll take you to school. Finish your breakfast."
Cleo thinned his lips. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you." Cleo's head lowered, his face filled with guilt, "it's just that I like, Aurora. She made me feel my mother's touch."
He doesn't know the courage from which Cleo threw that phrase. His heart was a little relieved, but the silence that suddenly struck made Cleo's guts shrink. He found out that Darren's anger was already brewing, spitting out hot air that made them uncomfortable. Cleo's tiny fingers clung together, strengthening each other before forcing herself to look up. Cleo swallowed hard, the frightening dark aura that was clearly visible on Darren's face instantly erected a hair on the head, presenting an overwhelming sense of fear.
"I told you to finish breakfast instead of talking about her." Darren's voice was still calm, but slipped under the pressure there.
"What's wrong if I want to have a mom, dad?"
'Cleo!"
Cleo gasped in shock when he heard a darkening scream followed by the sound of a loud table buzz. It took him a long time to calm his beating heart, that was pounding as if it was about to break.
"You're the one who knows the answer to that question, Cleo?" Darren spoke sternly, staring intently at Cleo.
Actually, Darren didn't want to prolong the cold war between them. He was determined not to bring up the issue. Unfortunately, something he never expected made his mood worse, getting worse because his little son wanted the impossible for him. Cleo never talked about this issue at all, even though there were many women from various influential societies who will take on the role. But the influence of a woman named Aurora really makes Cleo's heart melt, and Darren really doesn't like that.
However, Darren will never fulfill Cleo's request, which seems to lead to a sacred relationship. He had to act immediately, thinking of the right way to get Aurora out of Cleo's mind.
"I don't know." After a long stretch of silence, Cleo replied in his calm voice, "because you never tell. I was raised by you, but I don't know who brought me into this world. Then how should I answer your question?"
Darren was stunned, his face a little stiff as his entire muscles tensed. Darren clenched his fists, took a deep breath to fill his empty lungs. There is a very sore in his heart, a little make uncomfortable even though it is used. Darren sighed again, composing the exact words from his tightly clenched mouth.
"I hate to say this, but she's dead. The woman had long been buried in eternal darkness." Darren said with a flat expression, without the slightest change in his expression.