Corazon culpa
Chapter 20
As usual, when the sun comes up, my eyes sink. This Saturday, I was so lazy to wake up in the morning.
I'm thin, my window clock still shows at seven in the morning. There is still time to return to the dream world. While waiting for my doorbell to ring waiting for the arrival of the postman.
TING TONG !
Both my eyes opened slowly. I immediately got out of bed. While walking in half-sleepy stagger, I pulled the door of my house and immediately picked up the package that someone carried in front of the door.
Stupid, he wants tips or photos together. After all, my scandalous fame with Luca is over. BYE! Mortal world. I'm a long memonologist at heart.
Sitting behind the kitchen table while sipping green tea slowly made my drowsiness disappear. This morning, I had no plans to go. The weekly schedule on my phone calendar is blank clean, no notes. Usually there is a small hope that I do not become a resident of the house all day.
TRINGS!
One incoming message received 📩
Heidi to the mall, yuk!
One of my eyebrows raised. My college best friend wants to go to the mall at seven in the morning. The janitor hasn't swept it yet. Moreover, the security guard who usually opens the parking mall.
Heidi, don't be weird. We're still in Stockholm. Usually they will open early if there is an emergency work shift. My bookstore does that often. But, if it's the mall, I doubt it, it's open early in the morning.
I sent a reply to Heidi.
Chat Room
Heidis
To the mall, yuk!
^^^Elle^^
^^^Jam 10 aja. Still not open.^^^
Heidis
Ineligibility.
^^^Elle^^
^^^Not long.^^^
^^^You sport first.^^^
Heidis
Not be so. Next time, though. Want to show off a new car.
Oh, so that means it. Heidi wants to show off the car. If it's a grant that took my girlfriend out of this world. I'm not interested.
I feel weird. Ride the car from Diego's sacrifice while cheerful karaoke in it. There's no way Heidi and I would have stayed silent on the way to the mall. We are usually wild when we are left alone.
Because Heidi was disappointed I refused her invitation. I visited Luca to his apartment.
I've pressed the bell repeatedly but the occupants never came out.
"People have moved, miss" said a man who was opening the door to his room right next to Luca's. I looked at him.
"Moving ?" I said repeat.
"Yes. At dawn, when I was going for a jog, he left with a suitcase. Just go in his room. Maybe there's something for you, "he suggested. I'm nodding.
Right said the man. Luca's bedroom door is unlocked. Very lucky to enter the room without hesitation like this.
Looks like Luca really moved on. Room's empty. There were only old newspaper sheets scattered on the floor. Also, there was still the original furniture from his room that he did not bring.
I tried to walk around the room, the toilet and the balcony. There's no trace of the message for me except, the memo taped to the door leaf.
Thank you for helping. The money is under the vase. I moved to the Montreal Condominium. Visit when you can. - LUCA.
I'm emulating the scrap paper to formless. Hand clenched. It was as if I wanted to punch people and items that were all around. Wanted me to throw a vase of flowers on the floor. Then, I found a piece of paper containing a liquid ready check with a nominal of two hundred million.
Main Gott! I could be rich overnight. This money can pay for my rent in the apartment. Moreover, it can pay my semester money which is still delinquent.
Soon, I left for the Stockholm Bank to cash the check. The teller at the bank gave me a stack of money and gave me some papers to sign before leaving the bank.
Instead, I brought a pile of money from the bank of two hundred million. I put it in the account. The danger of carrying big money in cash on public roads. I could have been robbed like in the movies.
"Again the windfall, miss ?" tejek Teller bank moves a pile of money to the side of the bill counter.
"Yes," I looked at the pile of money that was being counted with the help of the machine.
"What work, miss. If I could know ?" Mar puts another pile of money into a bill counter. There is still a lot of money to be counted again.
"Mahasiwa," I said honestly.
Mar was not as anxious as he asked earlier. Unemployed workers aka students can get hundreds of millions of dollars. He is the only one whose job is a teller, his salary is still short of funds. On the sidelines of counting the piles of money, Mar wants to steal one of my mops. I don't know anyway. But, in hindsight CCTV can't lie.
Hope so. The money from my account was not sniffed by my father.
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Piles of paper were thrown piece by piece into the fireplace. In front of him sat a man who was staring annoyed at his unsold songwriting.
For two years, he wrote a song. Yet, still. He was rejected by music labels.
"Denis, how long are you gonna make our house hotter ?"
A woman wearing a towel came up to him. He exchanged a glass of his warm drink with a stack of paper in Denis's hand.
"Hey! What do you want ?" sahut Denis. He tried to snatch the piece of paper from the hands of the bastard Rosa Singh.
"Burn it straight," threw a pile of paper in an instant into the fireplace.
Denis furious. Please just. For her music career, let her take care of it. His roommate didn't have to interfere.
His mind grew stifled after he opened the door. Someone carrying a suitcase was standing in front of his room.
"Who ?" ask Rosa from the room.
"Guests," cried Denis from the front.
Hearing that there was a guest, Rosa immediately rushed towards the door. He'd be so happy if anyone would want to be his confiding friend other than the annoying Denis.
"The address is hard ?" ask Rosa. He immediately dragged the person into the room.
"Yes. I got lost in the door next door" he replied.
"Sit down and relax. I'm going to get a drink" put the suitcase next to the sofa.
"No need to bother," he refused.
"Don't do that. This is your home too. Tell me what to drink. Free, really," persuaded Rosa.
"Just soda," the message.
"All sprites, snakes," Denis said, mocking Rosa. The woman just grunted annoyedly.
Denis sat across from the new occupants. Looks decent. Clean, white and thin beret. His attitude was also shy like that of a woman. Is he no longer straight ? There was an earring on his left ear.
"You're gay ?" ask Denis to do point.
The man who received a can of soda from Rosa suddenly saw her in shock. This was the first time he had encountered a question that was heading so directly towards him.
Sometimes it's a big disgrace to him. Because of this abnormality, he became a fan who deliberately hated him. Anyway everything that concerns a woman who is connected to him, he will back off. Now, as he tries to open a new leaf. There was someone who reminded him of that disgrace.
"Cock silent ? You're really gay, aren't you ?" sipping the cold sprite.
"Yes" he replied embarrassedly.
Rosa, who was in the middle of this situation, chose to remain silent without protest.
"so apparently. What's your name ? Alice ?" denis said he chose his name randomly. She shook her head.
"Luca," he said softly.
Quibble. Shocked is not a bitch. The musician who became his inspiration all this time suddenly stopped at his home. Want to stay in the room anyway. Denis wants to give thanks and make a salute for this good fortune.
Rosa had to make kebuli rice to celebrate. Denis told him to go shopping right now. While he will try to have a casual chat with Luca. He was very curious why this artist turned from nature.
Usut got a mouthwash, it turns out Luca has trauma. Since Lex's decision and the temporary silence that broke him, he doesn't want to know any more women. It is too bad to be in touch with God's creatures who are the cause and effect of change.
Denis was so excited to hear his story. He picked up a sheet of tissue to wipe his tears.
"Are you really changing ?" ask Denis to make sure.
"I'm not serious" she nodded. He pulled the earring off his left ear.
"Ha ? What do you mean ? I don't understand" Denis said.
"I'm still straight, Den. This role is only played to become famous. You know this year a lot of people like that became famous" he said.
This cool musician seems to lack worship. Against God's nature is not good. Especially playing with this status.
Before Rosa took the word Luca seriously. Denis took her to church. Near his apartment there is a famous church that is said to be able to grant requests.
Denis hope after Luca comes to this church. He can be conscious.
As her eyes closed, Luca watched me get up from the long chair in front of her. Looks pretty in a white dress and a ponytail. He began to realize why he should stop playing the loving status of a man.
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