I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 11
"May .. tumben called?" The barrel opens the conversation when the phone is connected to the other side.
"Ras .. kangen, has not been together for a long time
hang out." Maya's voice across.
"Yes, you're busy playing the gig." Guess Baras. Maya is a traditional dancer who joined the KJRI (Consulate General of Rebuplik Indonesia) in New York.
"Yes quite well KJRI many events until the New York exit. Ohya, I want to ask dong for help."
"What tuh?"
"The ceremony of the peak of our campus birthday will I be offered by the committee to ngisi, yes the traditional and modern mix dance that, well I lack personnel, there are two people who are going home to Indo .. trus I keinget you Race, you have never participated in dance studio in Jogja right first, do you think to recruit you, how?"
"Seriously so?"
"Yes seriously .. if you are okay, Sunday at 5 pm start training at the Consulate General, because the time has really mepet this stay a week again,"
"Okay May .. ready!" Laras hung up.
His smile was soft. It's been a long time since living in New York that girl hasn't honed her dancing hobby. In his hometown of Jogja, Laras attended a traditional dance class at a sanggar not far from his home in Kota Gede.
Laras's gaze glanced out the window of his apartment. Lights from the building
the skyscrapers around looked flickering. With deep breaths.
A kara in New York, surviving two odd jobs, and having the responsibility to finish college, sometimes made Laras feel exhausted, but the feeling was quickly thrown away. Being strong was the only option to survive in this city.
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Laras stepped out of his workplace at McFadden's Saloon. The clock shows at one in the morning. The girl held the scarf around her neck to keep it warm. The air was so cold that night. The road to his apartment began to fall.
The sound of the car horn shocked him,
it made the girl automatically turn her head to the side. A black car stopped and the window panes opened. Baras rounded his eyes when he saw who was sitting behind the wheel while smiling broadly at him. Silvery-haired and blue-eyed man. Dada Laras rustling.
"Well, let's take you home!" exclaim Ben.
"Emhh .. My apartment is close, Ben, it's close,
thank you for your offer," Laras refused nervously as he pointed towards the building which was still hundreds of meters away from where he stood.
"Why do you always reject my offer?"
Ben got out of his car and approached Laras. Makes the girl nervous.
"That .. emh .. because .. emh .. is not necessary," Laras replied.
"Come .. I'll accompany you on foot to your apartment, like that time." Arriving
ben arrives holding Laras' hand without giving the girl a chance to refuse.
The chest of the barrel is pounding fast. Ben's back covered in his black sweater jacket. His long silver hair danced
nari is blown by the wind.
"Wait, Ben!" shouted Laras while releasing his hand with Ben.
"What's wrong?" asked Ben while turning his body to face Laras.
"Why are you here?"
you don't know?" origin answers. Making Laras stupefied. A few seconds later Ben laughed again at the girl's expression. Pretty enough, her heart. "Okay.I just got home from the studio, when I passed in front of McFadden I saw you were walking alone, so here I am," he continued.
"Ah, I see," murmured Laras.
"Can we continue the journey?" ben asked as he looked at Laras who was still standing. The girl turned her head to the right and to the left, making sure no reporters were lurking.
"Relax . no paparazzi's around." Ben chuckles.
"Alright," he murmured in shame.
Ben put his palm in his jacket pocket. Then walk down the empty streets. Laras aligned his steps with the man.
"Ah Laras, you're working at Rose's house tomorrow, aren't you?" ask Ben.
"I guess so," answered Laras. "Why?"
"Lupita's taking a day off tomorrow and Penelope's not working on the weekend, I'd be very happy if you could stay over to help me take care of Rose, I'd add to your salary" Ben said. "If you don't mind" he continued.
"Yeah, sure," replied Laras.Ben smiling sumringah heard Laras answer.
"Thanks, Laras, you're the best!" said Ben while patting the shoulders of the soft Laras. The girl's chest rippled back.
The atmosphere was silent, both of them continued to step in silence. Ben who suddenly turned to him and their eyes met. Ben just smiled broadly. Making the Barrel gasp. This guy's smile is so sweet and also adorable, it's fast that many are crazy about him. Ah stupid, not only because of his smile the women are crazy, but the man next to him is a member of The Rebellion who is famous throughout the USA. Rich, and charming.
"Hey .. Barrel, can I ask you something?" ben's question broke the silence and made Laras wake up from his daydream.
"Emh . yeah, sure," answered Laras.
"Maybe I've asked you this before but I'll ask you again."
"Go on."
"You're the first woman who wasn't hysterical when you interacted with me, you've avoided a lot, can you explain why it was like that?" Ben then laughed. "I know, I know, that's a stupid question but I'm really curious about you."
Strange murmurs again burst into Laras' chest. Curious? A Benjamin Chevalier was curious about an ordinary woman like her, wait, it's possible that she said such a thing to all women, Laras was inward.
"Emm, maybe that's because, because I'm too busy with my life, so I pay less attention to my surroundings," Laras replied. Though in his heart exclaimed, who was not enchanted by that sweet smile. That adorable flamboyant.
"Hmmm .. okay," Ben replied briefly.
"Ah, we have arrived" cried Laras when the lobby door of his apartment building began to be seen in front of him. "How do you get back in your car, Ben?" ask Laras.
Ben chuckles. "With my feet" he answered.
Laras. "I know .. but are you going to walk there again?"
"Why not . I like to walk alone at night, a lot of things in silence that inspire me, and actually I want to breathe fresh air right now, you know .. the process of working on the new album left my head and energy a little drained."
Laras. Ben's eyes that look pretty. I don't know because of exhaustion or under the influence of something.
"Thanks Ben, take care," said Laras then stepped into his apartment building.
Ben looked at the girl's back until her figure disappeared from the sight of her eyes. Her lips revealed a small smile. He covered his head with his hoodie and stepped away from the place.
From behind the window of his room Laras noticed Ben's figure down there.
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