I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 119
Mia hardened the volume of the song from her phone already connected to the Amazon Echo smart speaker, where a song titled Decameron from The Rebellion sent by Ben some time ago, was heard.
Swipe the violin strings with the bow, trying to find - find the appropriate tone. But a few minutes had passed, his normally watered-down brain was stealing - stealing the tone, now as if dead-end. He put his favorite dark brown violin on the bed. And sat down beside his bed. The girl is confused. Brandon's face suddenly flashed through his mind. A sweet smile teased him.
What the hell!
Mia shook her head. He took his violin back and is now trying to refocus himself on the song he repeated from start to finish.
The ringing of his phone made him inching to grab the object on the nightstand. His eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw Ben's name on the screen.
"Hallo?" the swipe is as soon as his index finger shifts the arrow towards the green phone symbol.
"Hi, Lamia, can you come to the studio tomorrow at 5pm?" Ben's voice over there.
"Hi, Ben ...." Mia swallowed her saliva. "certain." she continued.
"Greats. See you tomorrow, then. Bye, Lamia."
Ben hung up. Mia held her breath for a moment. His lips are smiling. Meet the blue eyes again. Interact in music again with The Rebellion's frontman.
Mia repositioned the violin on her shoulder. Then press the play button on his phone screen to continue the song he was kidnapping.
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THE REBELLION STUDIO, TIME WARNER CENTER, MANHATTAN.
"That was very classic. Depressive at the same time. Good work, Lamia." said Ben while positioning his body parallel to Mia who was sitting on one knee, and busy fixing his violin equipment.
"Owh, thanks, Ben." Mia saw Ben's blue eyes sparkling. The girl's body warmed up.
"Decameron would be cool!" exclaim Ben girang.
"I'm so happy to hear that."
"Let's celebrate it."
Mia looked at Ben in wonder. "Emm .. celebrity it?"
"Yeah, let's go eat or drink something. Or just walk - enjoy the night."
Mia looked at the whole room. He saw the three other Rebellion personnel are still busy with their respective tools.
"Just you and me" said Ben.
Mia's chest rippled. "Emm .. I ...."
"You're enjoying a night in Manhattan. We can talk about a lot of things, like when I take you out to dinner in the back of the house."
Mia looked nervous hearing Ben's words just now. The girl tried to control the pleasure that spread in her chest. So that his body does not jump into excitement by itself.
"So?"
"Okay."
Ben smiles. Then he got up from his seat and said goodbye to Greg, Marcus and Liam, then walked out of the room.
Mia immediately closed her violin bag and waved towards the three men who were simultaneously turning towards her. With their smile, of course.
"Good luck, Mia," Marcus chirped as he blinked one eye and made the girl blush.
Without a second thought, Mia immediately followed Ben out of the music room that looked messy.
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230 FIFTH ROOFTOP RESTAURANT MANHATTAN HOTEL.
Mia looked around the restaurant on the roof of the building is quite luxurious with a view of the Empire State building which became one of the icons in Manhattan. Of course this was the first time he had set foot in such a luxurious place during his stay in New York.
Mia flipped through the menu book trying to find a familiar food menu on her tongue. But all the names written look foreign. Ben smiled to see Mia who looked confused choosing the menu.
"Lamia, you should try caviar pizza, it's so delicious." Ben gave his advice.
Mia who was surprised to hear Ben's words immediately looked for the menu writing that the man mentioned.
Damn, it costs $ 553. That was the price of my groceries for two weeks.
The girl gulped her saliva with great difficulty. His face looked more confused.
"Okay, add one serving of caviar pizza, and ...." Ben thought for a moment. "One glass of champagne."
The waiter nodded. Then immediately grabbed the menu book from Mia's hand and another one that was near Ben. Then leave them both.
"Sorry, I'm not familiar with the menu." Mia grimaces shame.
Ben shook his palm. "It's okay."
Mia glanced at her watch which showed it at 20:15. Enjoy the night atmosphere in Manhattan, along with Ben Chevalier, in a luxury restaurant with a view of impressive skyscrapers. How delightful. But why arrive - he misses the cafe near his apartment in Brooklyn which provides a hot chocolate menu and his favorite roast nuts. Accompanied by Brandon, who always insults him. With his jokes - his laughable jokes. With his attention - his attention that made him feel not alone living in this superpower. Everything is so simple, yet beautiful.
Ah, what is he doing now?
Mia patted her head slowly. Trying to shake off the thoughts - strange thoughts that began to attack him.
"Something wrong?" ask Ben astonished.
"Owh, no, no, nothing."
Ben smiles. "What do you think of this place?"
"Beautiful, very pleasant, and .. luxurious."
"I've been here a lot, a long time, with my late wife, um .. Laras, his name is Laras."
Mia smiled wryly. You're just here to reminisce, Ben?
"The same seat, he's sitting right where you're sitting right now." Ben smiled with sparkling eyes, but if it was deeper, the sorrow was still there.
Mia swallowed her saliva. His throat feels so dry.
"I'm sorry I told you all this."
"It's okay," said Mia choked.
"You don't mind, do you? I need a talking buddy. I don't know why I'm comfortable with you, you remind me of Laras."
You've said it before, Ben. You've said it before.
"I. don't mind. I .m.mc ...."
The waiter came with his second order and interrupted Mia's words. The girl did not continue to say either - she said. Mia stared blankly at the waiter who was serving food on the table. His mind drifted somewhere. The shadow of Brandon's ignorant smiling face teased him while he was frowning, appearing without excuse. Making her lips subconsciously raise a small smile.
"I'm so happy to find a violinist as smart as you, Lamia. You're gonna make a different Rebellion fourth album."
Mia looked towards Ben who looked radiant - series. "I don't know what to say." Mia chuckles.
"You don't have to say anything. Cheer!"
Ben raised his champagne glass and gestured for Mia to do the same.
Their glasses were slowly clashing.
The two enjoyed a warm dinner. Accompanied by the cold Manhattan air.
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