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Kameela Devgan

My eyes steadied and I slowly straighten up my body. A person's silhouette right beside me as I notice it from my peripheral vision and my breathing went wild.

I closed my eyes tightly and began chanting every mantras in my own mother tongue to save me from this situation yet I was really scared at the moment.

All I know is that, I have a ghost or a some 'thing' standing right next to me and I needed to save myself.

"You see, I don't understand what your reciting but...please don't be scared of me. " I heard this 'thing' saying and it's definitely a man.

That's the sexiest voice I had ever heard so far. What the heck is wrong with you, Kameela?!

"Please open your eyes. I'm not a ghost, I promise. " The 'thing' said again and this time, I just couldn't held back the little courage I had in me.

I opened my eyes very slowly and peered onto the direction of the voice I heard.

My eyes nearly popping out of its place as I saw that man standing right in front of me.

What the hell is he doing here?

I took my hand to the side of the rack and fetched out a knife in my hand, quickly pointing at him.

"Who....Who are you? H-How do you even come in?" I shouted the questions as I kind of braced myself with my loud voice.

I poke the knife towards him and he didn't move a bit but begin checking out the knife, slowly tracing up to my arms and finally my face.

"Tell me, or else I'm going to chop you off!" I seethed whatever that came out of my mouth while taking the knife closer to his flesh.

Upon my threatening, he quickly took the cue and moved away while light fear take over his face. His hands unconsciously raising up to the air as if he's surrendering.

"No, please don't do anything to me. " he said in the lowest tone and jerked back completely.

"Fine, then just tell me. Why and how do you even follow me this far? " I asked, my hands clasping tightly around the knife.

He looked everywhere as he's not sure of what to answer. The question is simple, doesn't he know what himself is?

"I don't know. " What? Is he serious?

"Don't you dare play with me. It's either your telling me of what are you and what's happening around me or else I'm calling this cops! " Of course, I know that the cops would laugh or even summon me off for issuing on someone that's only visible for my vision but I should really try my luck here.

"I'm serious. I...I really don't know what or who I'm. All I know, is that I could make people love. I kind of have some powers in that. " He explained and I was staring him in total disbelief.

"How so? " Do I really wanted the answer and why do I even asked it?

"I...will tell you. But, could you...put that down? " He showed onto the knife I'm holding and I looked at him for some minute yet decided to keep it low.

"I will go around couples who find it hard to sail their love boat. " I stared at him blankly and he got the signal that I really don't understand a bit.

"Okay...It will only take a whisper in their ear at the perfect timing and they would immediately respond to their love without hesitating. I did so for many people like that and one of them would be your best friend too. " What the heck?

"Huh? " He shrugged while nodding positively at me.

"Ricardo Pilvasi, one of the big shot who's hard to tame but your best friend find her way inside him and that guy was super insane for her. I had been secretly staying with him in his place so that I could do my magic on him. It was a success and..." He said as simply as it would be done.

"And? " I rushed him to say what he meant after the 'and' he spoke about.

"And...only I know of how much of an animal he is in bed since he took her the very night right after he got realized. " My mouth was open with my eyes went wide as he whispered the sentence while shrugging like it's the casual thing to talk about.

My surprised face quickly take a turn to disgust as I shrieked, "That's gross. You watch them...d-doing that...that thing? Don't you have manners? "

"You mean...the sex? Well, I didn't see them having sex and I'm saying it from the way they become loud. Believe me, it wouldn't be a surprise even if the whole neighborhood had heard them. " I just couldn't stop staring at him with my shocking expression. How is he even seeming to be in ease to talk about that thing?

I took a sigh to clear out my brain from the information he gave me and forwarded my questions to him again.

"Okay, so who the hell are you? Why can't you be seen by anyone else? " He looked at me for a second and shrugged his shoulders.

My eyebrows banded up as I looked him with a question mark face.

"I don't know. " he said after catching my confused feature.

"How can you don't know? You don't even know about who you are, where do you come from, what are you doing with that...powers you talked about and why am I the only one who could see you. How is that even possible?" He looked at me with maybe somewhat hurt as he began thinking of the stuffs I said just now.

"I don't know. " He said it again.

I facepalmed and his face was as blank as I'm right now.

I began thinking of ways of how to get ride of him from my damn house with my both hands on either side of my hips and that's when I got this sudden urge to ask about this outfit.

"It's probably 37°C here and why are you still wearing this...jacket? Don't you change your clothes? " I know it wasn't necessary but the fact that he's even wearing something two layered or thick kind of clothes on this summer is pretty weird and I don't even have an air conditioner to cool up the living room nor the kitchen.

Yes, he's already weird and I'm thinking about his damn clothing styles right now. Very good, Kameela.

At my asking, he looked down at himself as if that the first time he's acknowledging his outfit and glance back unto me. His lips parting to say, "I...don't know. "

Urgh! What's with this 'I don't know' of his?

"Don't you have anything else to say rather than I don't know? " I was being really annoyed to the point.

He was on the verge of saying again and I quickly shushed him off, "Well, you don't know, isn't it? " He nodded with a smile.

"Great! " I huffed to myself and walked out of my kitchen. Going to the living room as I landed on the couch with a plop.

"Are you pissed? " he asked out of sudden while coming out of the kitchen. Standing as cool as a model who's ready to give a photoshoot session right now.

"Of course, I'm. There's this man who's standing right in my house, saying that he's the...Love God or something...invisible for everyone but me and he doesn't know anything about himself. Anyone who would went through my situation right now, of course will be pissed and so badly confused. " I raged out the words that came from my mouth and continue taking sighs of distress.

"I'm sorry. I...just don't know anything. When I opened my eyes, I was standing on the middle of the road and people around were interacting among each other but none of them sees me. I was also invisible in your eyes when I followed you behind and I came after you because...you were the only one who speaks to me as I'm the normal person like everyone else. You see, I'm only aware of what I'm wearing after you pointed out just now and I don't really know of what or who I'm. All I know, is that I'm like the thing you said just now...you know, the Love God, maybe? " His voice was so low and genuine at the same time. Though, I could see that innocency behind every words he spoke and my heart is willing to trust him but my brain is only questioning me one thing.

Why me? Is he really someone who's like a God? But if I ever ask him that, his respond would only be that 'I don't know'.

"How do you even know to speak? Your understanding me and responding back. " He gasped at my question and nodded his head to himself as he started looking himself in wonder.

"Yes, I...I really can speak back to you? I never done that with anyone and I...I thought that I could only understand but to not speak? " He was saying, or should I say, more like asking himself out.

There was a sudden rumbling sound and I looked up at him, for where he stared down at his stomach as he held onto it with surprise.

"I'm hungry? " he asked me right before I could ask him. What the hell?

"Your just realising that your hungry? " I asked in bewilder and he nodded as he gawked at me.

I stood up to walk to the kitchen again and stopped by the island. Now, what? I should give him food? Like, what the heck does he even eat?

"Would you eat cake? " I asked as I saw him came next to me.

He looked afar for a second and I said what my mind thought of, "Don't ever say that you don't know. If you had never tried, just have a bite or if you would eat something else...just say so."

"I will have a bite. " I nodded at his reply and glide the slices of chocolate cake towards him.

He delicately split out a small piece of the dish and took it to his mouth. Sliding it inside, he continue munching and his eyes averted to me big sizes.

"What? You feel anything different? " I knew it, his going to transform into something paranormal and going to eat me out of hunger instead.

Run, Kameela! Run

My feet was about to take off when I got haulted by his smooth moaning.

"This is delicious. " he mumbled and I let out a breath of relief. Thank you so much for my overthinking brain!

In minutes, he was wiping out the huge platter of the cake and there was a satisfying smile on his lips.

"Thank you, Kameela. I never knew that I could feel hungry and eat something as delicious as this. " I nodded and something made me frown.

"How the hell did you know my name? " He stared at me with confusion for a second and I swear, if he says 'I don't know' I'm going to kick him at the area where the sun doesn't shine.

"From your friend. She shouted your name like that on the club today. " Jeez! I know her voice is like a loud speaker but I never knew that it could be that loud even through the crowded club.

"You knew many things around you, but you know nothing about yourself? Why? " I grunted to myself as I moved out from the kitchen to the couch again.

"Maybe, I learnt to it. " I heard him saying.

"How long have you been like this? " I asked him.

"I don't know. " I just wanted to hit my head somewhere.

"At least, do you have any idea of what day or date when you open your eyes? " I stared up at him expectingly and he thinks for sometime.

"I don't kn- " I shut him off.

"Fine! Just stop saying that. " I was really infuriated of that words right now.

"Kameela? " he called out softly and honestly, my name was very beautiful to listen out when he spelled it out.

I gazed up to him and his eye lids fluttered as if he's on the verge of passing out.