My Majesty
Homesickness

The sunlight that dazzled the morning eyes, had already pierced through the thin curtains that covered the windows of the room that Almero occupied.

Slowly opened the two originally closed netra, Almero's black bead stared at the ceiling of the room, he still clearly remembered how the night Freya was alone together with the man who said it was his other identity.

So tight and irritated at heart when Almero remembered that, especially when he locked himself in a blanket, Freya did not make the slightest effort to persuade him not to get angry. And again, when he followed, the girl was even with six men who were sturdy, even Almero's muscles that looked sexy just lost charm.

"Until the city I have to Gym, anyway have to Gym!" look at the ceiling of the room.

"Mer! You're ready, right?! We're back in town today!" alex's voice rang out from behind the door of the room that was still closed.

"OK! I'll get ready!" he said, but just as he was about to stand up, the young man felt his hand weigh next to him and...

"Good god this girl! Wasn't she last night with another man?! Why sleep should follow me too!" his growl slowly moved Freya's head to sleep on the available pillows.

As soon as Almero left Freya who was still asleep, preparing, bathing and cleaning things, Almero did it himself very carefully, he did not want to disturb the rest of the girl.

For some reason and since when, Almero is so concerned with the girl who is currently sleeping on the bed of the room he occupied.

After everything is done...

Finally Almero and his four friends had entered the white Jeep, "Be careful in the way of His Majesty," the voice of the man faintly penetrated into Almero's sense of hearing.

For a moment he looked back, and there he saw two familiar men in his brain standing in the middle of the entrance of the castle.

"Since when were there two men? Isn't it just that weird girl waiting for this old house?" almero's mind with back facing forward, justifying his sitting position in Alex's jeep.

"What about Freya? The girl was alone in there, and the two strange men?" once again Almero looked back, and the two men were still seen standing in the doorway of the old castle.

"Mer, you see what the hell?" asked Fani who sat beside Almero, even the girl turned her head back.

Still silent Almero, he still remembers very clearly when the night Fani teased him and was caught by Freya, but this morning Fani as usual, as usual, there was not even the slightest word of protest at a time like last night, could it be that Freya erased the memory of the girl?

I don't know...

Almero shut down his two black netra, all the memories and also confusion filled his brain. He rested his head on the back of the car seat.

Not getting an answer to his question, Fani fell silent again.

^^^In Chamber... ^^^

The roar of the car engine penetrated into Freya's sense of hearing, the girl scooping a warm blanket that covered her entire body.

Floating beautifully the girl is now standing behind the window, from there she saw a white jeep car driving away from the castle area.

Without him realizing from the corner of his eyes flowing clear circles that began to wet his smooth cheeks.

"See you, sir," she said by rubbing the clear feathers that almost dripped from her chin.

Chequek!!!

The sound of the door opening made Freya turn her head and it was Alvin who was standing there.

"You crying?" the annoying tone was of course decorated as well with the mocking laughter of Alvin Victor, of course Freya evaded...

"No!"

"Hell, just say yes, it's still snot under your nose!" cetusnya by pointing at the face of the brother.

"Just kid!" however, Freya's left hand still rubbed the nose designated by Alvin.

"You can explain how your relationship can be so close to His Highness God?" alan asked who had suddenly joined Freya and Alvin.

"Yes! You owe an explanation to us! Or maybe you knew it from the beginning, and didn't tell us, how cruel!" added Alvin, the first brother was cynical by throwing his ass on the surface of the sofa.

"It's not meant not to tell you, but Mr. Ben himself who does not want his existence known to others," explained Freya.

"Mr Ben?" both brothers heard the name Freya mentioned instead of Athan Arrow.

"Yes his name is Benjamin Almero, he is the son of Lord Athan Arrow who has been asleep for a long time" Freya began to tell how he met a different figure with the same body.

Even his confusion to distinguish between the two Freya also tells everything, from her who looks stupid when facing Almero, until she who I lost face the childish nature of Almero who looks naive and does not want to admit her feelings.

"So, in our future Lord who will replace Zaros?" alan asked with a serious expression.

"Yes, but let our clan not know, because at this time He still can not rise completely, only last night he can use his power, but after it is lost, he is not strong enough," cetus Freya glared away out the window.

Only this time Alan and Alvin found Freya willing to think wait, not think but think of other individuals, even he wanted to oppose his ego, he was able to suppress his anger.

"You like it?" ask Alan.

"What kind of stupid question is this?" freya asked by folding both of her arms in the chest.

"Of course I like him, he's our Lord, the Majesty, you see this!" Freya showed the red marks still visible in the recesses of her neck to her two brothers.

"This is the sign he gave me! And how can I not like it?" add again by throwing the view out the window.

Again outside the window was the target of the view from Freya, there was a longing stroke implied on the beautiful face.

"No! Without that mark I'm sure you like it!" cetus Alvin justifies Alan's question.

"Either my liking is only limited to obedience to the Master, or the sincerity of love embedded," it feels heavy when expressing the contents of the heart, what else is concerned is no longer on the side.

Not only Freya who was devastated, Almero was the same, the night increasingly gripping, in the residence of his uncle and aunt, the handsome young man had entered a narrow private room, it is only 3x4 square meters.

As narrow as his room was as narrow as his mind was, over and over again, Benjamin Almero was still thinking about girls

the beauty who was two days ago filled the void of her day and heart.

"Why does it taste like this? Is this the so-called miss sembilu?" he muttered by laying his body on the bed.

"Ah maybe I'm less busy! Forget about him!" cetus before he closed the two black netra and began to sail in the ark of his dream...