I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 94
TRINITY CHURCH, MANHATTAN, NEW YORK CITY.
"Hey, babe .. how are you?"
Ben placed a sprig of red roses in front of a gravestone that looked like an ancient stone inscription.
...In loving memory of daughter, wife, mother, and sister :...
...TUNGGADEVI...
Ben opened his sunglasses and stroked the slightly snow-covered tombstone slowly.
"I'm still mad at you for leaving me behind, Laras, you should know that" Ben chuckled.
The breath in - deep. "Daren is very excited to learn the violin, well, I think the musician's blood is flowing in his body" he said proudly. The wind blows thin flying children - her hair.
"I miss you, Laras . so much" he said. He closed both eyes for a moment.
"I love you, now and forever, nothing will ever take your place in my heart, never will."
The wind blows again. Touching his face gently. Ben smiled knot.
"I know you hear me."
***
Gregory handed Ben a bottle of beer a few minutes ago just arrived at his apartment. Then sit next to his best friend.
"I intend to put an end to the Rebellion hiatus" Ben said, making Gregory squint his forehead.
"Are you serious?" tanyanya could not believe it.
Ben downed his beer bottle. "Yeah!"
"Why so arrived?" ask Greg back.
Ben took a cigarette out of his pack, lit it and sucked it deep.
"I cannot continue like this, lamenting the departure of Laras and being very selfish. I don't want to keep you guys waiting."
Greg patted - pat Ben's shoulder slowly.
"We understand you, Ben .. just take your time."
"Yes, but Rebellion is important to you, and to me." Ben smokes his cigarette back. "Daren gave me the passion to play music again."
"Ohya? What does that adorable boy do?" chuckles Greg.
"He asked to learn the violin, I brought him a violin tutor. He looks excited."
"Smart kid," murmured Greg.
Ben leaned his back against the back of the sofa. Sipping the rest of the beer in the bottle. Then I looked towards Greg.
"You ready to shake the world again?" ben said with a big smile.
Greg. "It's so good to hear it."
***
FUSE TV, MANHATTAN, NEW YORK CITY.
"Benjamin, you're back" said Mark Hoppus. The basis of the rock band Blink - 182, as a host on his talk show, A different Spin With Mark.
That night, Ben became his guest star.
"Yes, sir," said Ben steadily.
"What made you decide to end the Rebellion's long slumber?" ask Mark.
"Hmm . there are many things. Clearly, I don't think I can continue to regret something I can't change." Ben clenched his hand and raised it. "I gotta move on!" yells as he breaks down.
"Wow, this is very surprising news as well as encouraging, considering that there are so many Rebellion fans who miss your presence."
"Yeah, we also miss being on stage, miss rehearsal, and miss the album process" said Ben.
"I know what it's like" Mark chuckled as he pointed at Ben with his index finger. Ben's smile expands.
"Then what are you going to do for the first time to signal that Rebellion has returned to the American music industry or even the world" Mark asked again.
Ben thought for a moment. "Mmmm ..a mini concert, maybe, actually we haven't planned anything" Ben explained.
"We'll be waiting for ya," said Mark.
Ben nodded.
.
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"Yep" said Mia.
"Handsome," she clumsily took a pringles snack from a pack Mia was holding.
So good-looking. But it's as cold as snow.
"He's back with The Rebellion?" ask Ashley when listening to the talk show.
"Looks," said Mia.
"I watched their concert a few years ago before they went on hiatus. Gosh, Lammy ... Ben is the sexiest creature in the universe."
Mia. It's too much of you, Ash.
"He's single, isn't he? His wife died a few years ago, hmmm ..." Ashley stroked her nose with her index finger. His smile rises.
"Remember you're after Will, Ash," muttered Mia.
Ashley's eyes were glaring. "Hey, there's no harm in not just admiring, Ben Chevalier is definitely out of reach." Ashley wettest.
You'd be surprised to know I teach Ben Chevalier's violin lessons, Ash.
Mia giggles. His eyes were back on the television screen. Pay attention to Ben Chevalier's face which is occasionally adorned by his sweet smile. The blue-eyed man looked warm. Not what Mia had seen several times. And his smile, as if - will be able to hypnotize anyone who sees it.
Mia nodded slowly. Then busied himself enjoying the pringle in his hand, while responding to Ashley's occasional obscure babble.
***
LINDEN CENTER, BROOKLYN, NEW YORK CITY.
"Rose, Chante said you're not feeling well, so I brought your lunch here" Mia said as she pushed down the trolley table containing several plates of food.
"Awh, you're so nice, Mia." Madame Rose's smile expanded upon seeing the girl's arrival.
Mia prepared a plate containing mashed potato, fried chicken flour, and peas.
"Hmm .. looks good." said Madame Rose as she took the plate from Mia's hand.
Mia took out a chair from the dressing table and shifted it to the side of the bed. Then the girl sat down.
"How's Daren? Is he fussy?" madame Rose asked after feeding herself with a spoonful of mashed potatoes.
"Ah, not at all, Rose .. Daren's a very sweet, and clever boy." Mia praised.
Madame Rose smiled. "Sweet, exactly like his father," he chuckled. "All right, Mia?" madame Rose asked the girl stuttering.
"Emm .a - I don't know, Rose," said Mia.
The elderly woman chuckled. Then pat - pat the back of Mia's hand gently.
"Nana, sister said you're not feeling well?"
Mia turned her head towards the door where the heavy voice came from. The blue-eyed man stood in the doorway. His face looked worried.
"Ah, Ben," call Madame Rose.
Ben walked over to the bed. And make Mia automatically rise from her seat.
"Hi, Mia," said Ben, cold, as usual. The man just looked at him, then focused on his grandmother.
"Die, Mr. Chevalier," said Mia.
"Call Ben, Mia" said Madame Rose. "You don't mind, do you?" This time he asked Ben.
"Just give it up" Ben replied indifferently. He was busy adding some fried chicken flour to his grandmother's plate.
Mia nodded. "I'll excuse you, Rose."
"Why the hunt, the hunt, Mia .. Ben just came, you guys don't want to talk?" ask Madame Chevalier. Mia's chest is pounding.
"Lady!" exclaim Ben. He doesn't seem comfortable.
"Why? There's no harm in you chatting, aren't you the same musicians? Who knows, Mia could follow in your footsteps, Ben," Madame Rose said.
Ben just rolled his eyeballs. What does this old lady mean. He glanced at Mia who seemed to be nervous.
"Nana, you're interfering with Mia's work" Ben said. "You're still a lot of work, aren't you?" ask her later to the girl.
"Ah, yes ..excuse me, Rose .. Mr. Chevalier," said Mia. Then step out of the room.
Mia gulped her saliva with great difficulty, her chest still pounding. I don't know why. I don't know what Madame Rose means. Ben's cold face flashed. The girl breathed deeply - deeply.
***
