I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
Part 5's
TIME WARNER CENTER, STUDIO THE REBELLION, MANHATTAN.
"What's this!" Gregory, the base of the newly arrived Rebellion in the studio, threw a People magazine at Benjamin who was relaxing on the couch smoking his cigarette.
Ben checks the magazine, inscribed on the cover of "Cinderella of the Modern Century, Ben Chevalier and his Staircase Assistant,
Tunggadevi Larasati Soetodjo". Ben's eyes are perfectly rounded. I immediately found a page that showed the news. Clear photos of him with Laras. In the photo, he appears to be sitting alone with Laras and thrusting bacon rolls at him.
"Damn it!" maki Ben's.
Marcus, the guitarist, and Liam, the drummer chuckled at him.
"Who is she?" gregory asked with an interrogating facial expression.
"Nobody, just a maid in Rose's house, that old lady asked me to drive her home," Ben explained.
"Really?" goda Gregory's. Marcus and Liam were still chuckling.
"Ah, it's up to you!" ben exclaimed as he moved from his seat, then entered the room filled with musical instruments. He picked up the guitar and moments later the man was immersed in his world.
***
Catherine ran towards Laras who was walking out of the campus. Breath snuffling. Laras saw his best friend was astonished.
"Have you seen the intertainment news?" ask Catherine while adjusting her breathing.
"Why on earth am I supported to care about entertainment news?" sahut Laras wonder.
"Because you're in it, silly," Cathrine said as she pulled her phone out of her bag. Putting atik for a while and then showed a video with the writing of youtube tranding.
A video was seen entitled "Cinderella of the Modern Century, Benjamin Chevalier and Tunggadewi Larasati Soetodjo, Assistant House Staircase".
The eyes of Laras are rounded, in the video seen slides photos of him and Ben walking on the sidewalk, buying bacon rolls, sitting on a park bench, and Ben thrusting bacon rolls at him.
"What the hell," heed Laras.
"I've suspected you've had nothing with Ben Chevalier, o My Gosh .. Barrel, you're gonna be famous!" catherine screeched as she covered her mouth with both hands.
"Stop it, Cathy .. I have nothing to do with her."
"But how do you explain these photos, Laras?" Catherine tilted the corners of her lips, like interrogating Laras.
"I work at Ben's grandmother's house, I meet her there, and she offers to drive me home, that's all."
Catherine still tilted the corner of her mouth, feeling dissatisfied with Laras' reply.
"Geez, Cathy .. I swear to god, I'm nothing with Ben Chevalier!" exclamation Baras.
***
The barrel runs down the sidewalk between the vacant Tudor City apartment buildings. He glimpsed his watch, then sighed deeply. The girl had only one and a half hours of rest in her apartment, then left for her workplace at McFadden's Saloon which was still in her neighborhood.
Arriving in front of the entrance of his apartment building, looked clustered with people who look like journalists, complete with cameras and mics.
Initially Laras ignored them. But after one of the women carrying the mic noticed the presence of Laras, he hurriedly approached the girl followed by the others. The barrel is suffocated, his brain cannot digest what is going on.
The blitz-blitz camera makes it glare. The barrel covered his eyes with the back of his hand.
"Tunggadewi, do you have a special relationship with Ben Chevalier?"
"Are you really her housekeeper?"
"Are you really on campus with Ben?"
"Tunggadevi, the gossip is you're a gold digger, bernerakah?"
Barrel could only be shocked by all those questions, his mouth kept gaping, but his tongue felt muddled.
"What on earth is going on here!" his screeches.
Without a second thought, Laras ran while pushing one by one in the crowd, sneaking into the elevator, then climbed into his apartment.
Arriving there, the Baras immediately entered and locked the door. The girl sat down on the sofa, her breathing stinging.
The ringing of his phone made him re-strangled. Baras held onto his chest that was beating fast.
An unknown number was on his phone screen.
The barrel hissed, what else!
Red button on the screen.
"Hallo?"
"Well, hey .. where are you?"
"Who the hell is this?"
"It's me .. Ben!"
"What do you want?"
"I just wanna make sure that you're okay,
I saw live on E News, a lot of reporters waiting for you in front of your apartment building."
"I just ran away from them!"
"Are you in the apartment?"
"Yeah, I can't get out now, and I'm gonna be late for work, geez!"
"I'll pick you up now, okay?"
"No, no, no. .. Please don't come here, I don't want things to get worse."
"Or I call your boss to give you permission not to come in today, please give me your boss's number."
"Don't! No need, let me think, okay, I gotta hang up." The barrel breathed heavily. One message came into his phone. Slowly Barrel opened it.
It's me Ben, call me if you need anything, please.
Laras simply stared at the screen of his phone without replying to Ben's message. The girl went to the window, and she looked down!they're still there. Suddenly she remembered Cathrine, her best friend had a car, and it seemed like she could help her deal with the crowd of reporters. He immediately found Cathrine's number and called her.
"Yeeeeesss?" catherine's voice is across there.
"I need your help, pick me up, in the apartment, please,
now!"
"Okaaayy ...."
Laras breathed a sigh of relief.So soon he changed his clothes with a work uniform, complete with stockings and flat shoes. He grabbed his thick coat, then sat back on the sofa while waiting for Cathrine to arrive.
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