Thorn Love

Cheara finally arrived at her old apartment. She threw the key to the table and flopped onto the sofa without even cared if it was covered with dust. She stared at the ceiling.

"Revoke your words."

"What did I do wrong?"

Those words he said keep haunting her. What did he do wrong? What did he do wrong besides... nothing? Why she wanted to break up with him? Bored? Sometimes it happened. Cheated? He was as loyal as a dog. So what?

Cheara sighed. "He has done nothing wrong. Am I being a bitch for breaking up with him?"

Maybe it was his love. He loved her too much that it felt like a burden for her. An overprotective and obsessed boyfriend. Sometimes she was afraid of what he capable of with that kind of personality.

Just like he did, Cheara was falling in love with him at the first sight as well. His broad chest, six packs, black hair and green eyes caught her attention. A very perfect man alive. And then there were his kind personalities, angel-like smile and those sweet words that he spoke to her ears.

At first she thought the way he protected her, treated her and stared at her was love. But then she realized that that was obsession and not a passionate love, maybe passionate but in different meaning. She was afraid of that side of him.

It was like she was a prisoner, a criminal that was sentenced to live in the jail forever. A clueless marrionette. But then, why she was crying?

The next day, Cheara was preparing breakfast when she realized that she made two, she laughed. A habbit that wouldn't be so easy to forget after five years leaving together with someone.

After she finished her breakfast. She went to her room and started to preparing her things since she got an appointment with the owner of the restaurant who wanted her to decorated it with her painting. Yes, she was a painter though her works was not as famous as others, but she was happy to paint anyway.

10.25 - Garden View Restaurant

Cheara arrived 5 minutes earlier than expected since she got the taxi very fast than usual. She looked at her wristwatch and then started to preparing her things for the client to pick which painting that he wanted to buy. She took a glance of her appearance from the mirror in front of her, well... panda eyes as expected no matter how much she tried to hide it.

She sighed as she looked at her phone, 103 missed calls and 48 messages from the same person, Haden. And then her phone rang, she looked at the name on the screen. Haden. She stared at it, not even realized that someone was approaching her.

"Miss Mahveen?"

Cheara jumped in surprise and when she was about to fall, the man in front of her held her in his strong arms while her hand was on his sturdy chest, just like Haden's. She then shook her head in attempt to erased him from her head.

"Are you okay, Miss Mahveen?"

His deep voice awoke her from her day dream. And she pulled away from him. "Ah, I'm sorry," she laughed awkwardly.

"It's okay," he said, reassuring.

Cheara furrowed her eyebrows. She recognize that voice and then she looked up, to her surprise it was no other than Jovin Kenzie, her ex-boyfriend in highschool before she dated Haden.

"Cheara," he said her name this time with a smile. A very same kind smile he gave when he said goodbye to her.

"Jovin?"

Jovin smiled at her again and seated in front of her. Cheara furrowed her eyebrows. Jovin laughed at her.

"What are you doing?" she said, rather coldly.

Jovin pointed at her paintings' photograph. "I'm here for these," he looked at her. "Your painting. So please take a seat, Cheara."

Cheara looked at him suspiciously, but then she sat. "I thought the one who called me was a woman."

"Mrs. Po. My assistance," he said. As usual, nothing changed about him. Still a man with a few words.

"Well then, care to explain about your paintings, Cheara?"

"Please call me Mahveen, Mr. Kenzie."

Jovin smirked. "Still as cold as you used to, huh?"

"Let's get down to business."

"As you pleased, Miss Mahveen."

Cheara rolled her eyes but after that the meeting went smoothly and they both decided which painting that fit for the theme of his restaurants. Cheara packed her things back to her bag.

"You bring your car?"

Cheara glanced at him for a while and then shook her head. "No, and no thanks."

"Thanks for what?"

"Thanks for asking and no, I don't need you to drive me home."

Jovin laughed out loud. "Wow, you are as cunning as ever."

Cheara stayed silent and when she finished packing her things, she looked at Jovin. "I'll tell my assistance to send the painting to you."

"I want you to send it to me, personally."

"No chance," she said as she put the money on the table. "Goodbye."

Cheara went out first and, alas it was rain out of the blue. She clicked her tongue as she extended her hand and play with the rain.

"I love you, rain. But why now?"

"Well, it might take a while," said Jovin.

Cheara rolled her eyes and didn't respond to Jovin. Jovin stood in front of her, blocking her view so that she could only see him.

"You're blocking my view."

He shrugged.

"What do you want?"

"Let me drive you home."

"No."

"Cheara."

"Don't call my name!"

Jovin stayed silent as he looked at how red her face was when she got angry.

"I'm sorry."

"I've moved on," she lied as she looked elsewhere.

"I'm sorry," he said again. There was a hint of sorrow in his voice. "I was wrong. I was the one who let you go without even telling you why."

Cheara snorted. "It was a long time ago. There is nothing between us now than partner in business."

"So why you look at me like that?"

"Like what?!"

"Like you're still hurt," he told her. "Like... you're still angry at me."

"Of course! You're leaving me without telling me what I did wrong!"

At that moment, she realized that what she had done to Haden was the same as what Jovin had done to her.

Was he as devastated as her right now?

"Cheara. Let me drive you home."

Cheara glared at her. "You are so stubborn."

"So do you."

"Okay, fine. Drive me home and then make sure that it'll be the last time we met."

Jovin just gave her a smiled.

After a while, Cheara and Jovin finally arrived at her apartment. Cheara got out of the car, so he did.

"You can go now."

Jovin took something from his pocket. A ring. And then he gave it to her.

"What's this?"

"Cheara, I..."

"What are you doing here?"

Cheara and Jovin looked at the source of the sound. Cheara widened her eyes while Jovin just stared at the man that stood not far from them. Haden.

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