Edinburgh
Mr. Awesome

"You got the wrong address if you ask me about it. Should have asked yourself about the girl of your dreams, because I don't feel the charm in front of her" said Christian. For a moment, the attention of the handsome exotic skinned man was back on the screen of the cellphone that was lit. He seemed to be typing something, perhaps replying to a message.

"I can't ask Blaire that stupid question. He will surely snap my head straight away" said Adam who still held the handle of the broom with both hands. The young man seemed to think while continuing to pay attention to Christian. He observed the handsome man ranging from haircuts, facial expressions, how to dress, even the smallest thing that is in the gray-eyed man before him.

Adam began to do the same thing as he had observed just now. The young man had a cold, flat look, exactly like Christian's. But he just felt more ridiculous.

Christian, who could already feel himself being watched, immediately turned his attention away from the phone screen. "What's wrong? Don't imagine me as Blaire" he said.

"Oh, of course not. You're too dashing to be a woman" Adam said. He looked back at Christian with great care. "May I know where you're from, sir?" tanyanya.

"Call me Chris." Christian closed the phone screen. He then looked at Adam. "Why is everyone so curious about me?"

“Because you're so attractive. There is something in you that makes Blaire so enchanted,” Adam replied confidently. Again, that's what he said.

“I myself do not feel that I am special,” said Christian.

However, their conversation back then had to be interrupted, as there was a young couple who walked into the store. They both seem to be choosing something. Soon, they took a set of sitting lights along with a little nightstand that became his partner.

“We want this,” said the man with a cheerful look, sambip pointing at the object in question.

“This is my husband. He loves antiques and classics. It's been a long time since he wanted to invite me here, but only this time it can be done,” babble the woman without question.

“All twelve pounds,” said Christian who did not respond at all to the words of his buyer.

“Alright." The woman took out a credit card and handed it to Christian. The cold-faced beautiful man deftly swiped the thin object, then returned it to the woman.

“Thank you,” he said flat. He then packed the couple's groceries into a large cardboard box. Christian then handed it to both of them.

Nothing as small as Christian's gestures escaped Adam's attention. Starting from the way they interact to body language that looks so dashing and fierce. Really look masculine.

Adam began to straighten up, following Christian's attitude. He nodded as Christian nodded. However, the young man immediately froze as the man with the mysterious impression turned his head and looked intently at him.

“That's not the way to attract the girl you like,” scolds Christian with an emphasis on intonation. "Be yourself. I think you're interesting enough,”.

“Really?” Adam laughed bitterly. “Today I've always been myself. But Blaire wasn't interested in me, either" she said.

“Do not over-exert yourself. Everything that is forced will not end well,” Christian's advice is still with an indifferent look. Again, he was running a cell phone. His face looked so serious again.

“Who did you contact?” ask Adam again.

“Is it important? It is not good if men are too curious about the affairs of others,” said Christian immediately.

“Nothing. Just sit here waiting for customers to come,” replied Christian. This time he smiled slightly with the look of an eye pointing at the phone screen.

“Alright,” reply Adam while pulling a chair, then sliding it beside Christian. The young man sat next to him. For quite a long time he was silent while circulating his gaze to every object displayed there. After getting bored, Adam yawned wide. He shut his mouth right then and there, when Christian turned to him. “Are you not tired or bored?” ask Adam to be astonished.

“No. Why be bored? I like the quiet and quiet atmosphere like this,” replied Christian.

“Yes, geez." Adam shook his head, then looked down. Not until half a day, he was already feeling uneasy with such a situation.

“Go home if you want. I'm not forcing you to stay here,” said Christian who seemed to know what Adam felt.

“I haven't gotten any knowledge from you,” reject Adam lethargic.

“I am neither a teacher nor a wise man. You won't get anything from me.” Christian smiled wryly. Although not much, but it is something that he rarely does.

“You haven't taught me how to get Blaire interested in me,” Adam said.

“There's no way to do that. As I said earlier, everything that is forced will not be a good result. Especially when it comes to feeling issues. You can't force Blaire to like you. I think there are times when you have to let go and expect nothing,” Christian said. He said it sounded so calming.

“So, huh? Alright.” Adam was stuck with his eyes straight on the floor, until the phone he had kept in his pants pocket rang. Immediately, Adam reached into it and read the name listed there. “My father,” whispered to Christian despite not being asked.

“What's up, Dad?” adam answered the call. “Gosh, really? Alright. I'll be home soon.” The handsome young man put his cell phone back in his pants pocket. He moved from Christian's side. “I have to go. There's a little problem at home,” part.

“Is your father okay?” christian asked with an eye that was difficult to interpret.

“Yes. My dad is fine.” Adam smiled warmly at the handsome man earlier, before actually leaving the antique shop.

However, what Adam said at the time was inversely proportional to what happened a few hours later. As Christian closes his shop early and walks home, his steps are stopped at an electronics store displaying a wide variety of flat-screen televisions.

The televisions were on and were broadcasting a news story from the national television station. Christian focused his attention entirely on the broadcast that reported the death of one of the owners of a famous law firm in the city. His name was Andrew Dalton Fraser, who was Adam's father.

“Ya, Lord.” Christian was silent for a moment while putting his hands on his chest as a symbol of final respect. He walked back a while later with a face that looked full of weight.

Christian's footsteps at that time was not as stout as usual. He looked down more and seemed to be thinking deeply. Christian raised his face when he arrived in front of the house. However, it is not a place to live. Slowly, the handsome man knocked on the door before him. Not long after, the door opened, then showed the beautiful face of Blaire who looked very surprised.

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