I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 38
"I have free time for a week before I go on tour."
Ben drove his car through the freeway exit of New York City. Baras clicked, then what about college and also his job. Maybe college can still be tolerated, but what about his two jobs, ahh .. Laras breathed deeply. It will definitely end with dismissal. Laras squeaked his forehead.
"Rilex Laras .. just enjoy your life, will you?" said Ben who saw the turmoil on the face of Laras.
"Have you said that, yes maybe I'll enjoy it right now, but what's waiting for me is a nightmare ..I'm definitely going to get fired, geez!" pekik Baras's.
Ben terbahak's. "Why think about unimportant things?"
Barrel rounded his eyes, not important he said. You crazy guy, he means.
"Hey .. I'll take care of it okay, do you believe me? Now .. just enjoy your moment, Baras."
Ben touched the audio screen of his car. Francois Cabrel's romantic country song Je t'aimais je t'aime et je t'aimerais is soft. Ben sang the French song eloquently. Barrel wonders.
"You speak french?" ask Laras.
"Slightly, my family's ancestors are from France, you know Chevalier is a French name."
Barrel smiled. He remembered Stephane, the manager at the restaurant where he worked. Handsome, but flirty. The typical French man may be, Inner Barrel.
"Why smile?" ask Ben.
"No, nothing ...."
"Come on tell me!"
"I remember the manager at the restaurant where I worked on the weekends. His name is Stephane, he is French, quite handsome but flirtatious, always looking at me with his naughty eyes" Laras said.
"Do you want to say that a man of French descent is flirtatious?"
Barrel chuckling. "No, I didn't say that."
"Anyway, did you say that, he always looked at you with his naughty eyes?"
Laras nodded.
"Other times if I catch him doing that I'll beat him up!"
"Hey, why is that? You can't beat up someone just because of a trivial matter like that" Laras said.
"Or don't you like it, romantic French guy, oowhh," seduced Ben while demonstrating a poet reading a poem.
Laras. Then he swung his lips.
"Hey Ben, I didn't bring a change of clothes," said Laras suddenly.
"You just buy it later when we pass through a supermarket" Ben said lightly.
"What's? I'm trying to save money by not buying new clothes for a few months in order to pay for the apartment rent" Laras said in a panic. Imagine his savings will be reduced and can not pay the rent of his apartment.
"Oh My Gosh Baras .. I mean I'll pay for you" Ben said as he ruffled his hair.
"Say from the cake, panic!" hiss Laras in Indonesian.
"What did you say?" asked Ben to frown.
"Ah nothing." Barrels just grimacing.
***
Ben grabbed his wallet and pulled a black debit card.
"Do you want to buy clothes to change?" ask Laras.
"I've got some in the trunk," Ben said.
"Nurus ...."
"Emh Laras .. You just use as much as you want," Ben said, pointing to a debit card held by Laras.
"Yes, Mister Crazy Rich Manhattan!" goda Laras while opening the door of the car.Ben. Then push the back of the chair with his back and rest for a moment.
Just about to fall asleep, the windshield of his car was knocked on by someone. Look Laras is trying to peek into the glass that looks dark from the outside. Ben dropped the windshield.
"Pin number?" laras said grimacingly.
"Ah damn," maki Ben on herself. "It's 222***."
The barrel held out its thumb, then went back inside the supermarket. Ben smiled at the girl from a distance.
***
"Ben, hey .. wake up!"
The barrel stroked Ben's cheeks gently. The man fell asleep in his car seat.
Ben opened his eyes slowly. Then allow the back of his chair.
"Are you done shopping?" ask Ben while tidying his long hair back.
"Owh .. I'm so sorry, I look so long." Laras put up his regretful face.
"No problem" said Ben while checking Laras groceries. "That's all?" ask Ben astonished. Only one cloth bag contains several pieces of clothing and also underwear.
"How much do I really need?" said Laras while putting his goods into the middle seat.
"Nrank ...." Ben drove his car back out of the parking lot. Get in the free way and join the other cars.
"Where exactly are we going?" ask Laras who realizes they're getting further and further away from New York.
"To wherever our heart wants," Ben replied with a mischievous smile. Barrel rolled his eyeballs.
Ben glanced at his watch which showed at 8 p.m.
"We're going to stay in Pennsylvania" Ben said, glancing at Laras. His lips are smiling. Laras suspects Ben is thinking something dirty in his brain.
"I'm not as bad as you think" Ben said as if hearing Laras' head.
Barrel blushed in shame. Try to shift his awkwardness by touching the mobile audio screen and looking for songs he might know.
Eagle's classic rock song Hotel California was her choice. It seems suitable to be listened to when doing a road trip like this.
"Good choice" praised Ben. The barrel simply fell silent and leaned its head against the back of the chair. Ben stroked Laras' head with his right hand. The girl just let it go. Closing her eyes that were beginning to feel heavy.
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