I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 61
"Ben, the car is ready," said a long-bearded man who had his head bent from the bedroom door. Ben who was wearing a shirt and his long jacket nodded. Snatching his knitted winter hat then was about to rush out of the room. Unable to open the door yet, Anita had stopped him.
"You want to see that girl?" anita asked with her grim face.
"Emm .. yes," Ben replied hesitantly.
Anita put on her face. Then walk towards the bed, and sit languidly on its edge. His face lowered, his shoulders slightly shaken. Looks like the woman is crying.
Ben pulled his hair back, though,
put his face up to the ceiling, and,
the sign of the man was confused.
"Anita . hey ..," called Ben as she approached Anita and crouched down in front of the woman. Grasping both of his palms gently.
"So it's true that you're in love with that girl" he exclaimed. Anita's eyes look wet with tears. His heart was so empty, this former lover he so missed could not be achieved anymore. "I think we both still have hope, I think you still love me, it turns out I'm too hopeful," said Anita, still with sobs.
"Come here" said Ben, pulling Anita's body into his arms. Then stroked the woman's hair gently.
Anita drowned her face on Ben's shoulder, tightly embracing his neck.
"I'm sorry" said Ben.
Anita pulled her face, looked at Ben's eyes fixedly, stroking the man's cheeks gently.
Regret and desire to have mixed into one. The woman thought about how to move on with life without any hope of being with this man before her. Both were long silent. Ben could not bear to see his ex-girlfriend.
"Reliza .. I gota go," said Ben, wiping tears streaming down the woman's cheeks.
"Hug me one more time" said Anita. Ben took the woman to his feet, then hugged her tightly. Anita closed her eyes. Enjoying the warm body of Ben that radiates throughout his body.
Ben let go of his embrace, stroked back Anita's cheek, allowed her messy hair, then peeked at her cheek and passed from the face of the woman staring blankly ahead.
***
Ben parked his rental car in the courtyard of a hotel with a signboard Scottman In West. He wore his knitted winter hat and immediately stepped into the lobby.
The receptionist greeted him with a smile as Ben passed his desk leading to the elevator that took him to the fifth floor.
The door to number 514 was slow.
A few minutes later Catherine's face was raised. Her smile expands seeing Ben's pretty neat appearance.
"Searching for Laras?" ask Catherine.
"Emm .. yeah," Ben replied awkwardly.
The barrel had stood behind Catherine, though,
the shirt is still the same as the one worn earlier, a knee-length black short-sleeved canal with matching color stockings wrapped around his legs.
"Hi, Laras .. I want to take you out for a walk to enjoy the night atmosphere of Wichita," said Ben while waving a small wave towards Laras.
"Now?" ask Laras while glancing at his watch. At 11.10.
Ben nodded steadily. Laras turned his head towards Catherine, the girl nodded her head giving her approval.
Laras checked himself briefly. As if to tell Ben that he has to change clothes first.
"You look beautiful, come on Laras ...." Ben stretched out his hand to grab Laras' hand.
"See you later, Cath" said Laras, wearing his shoes near the door, and welcoming Ben's hand.
Catherine waved to the two,
watching their backs disappear behind the elevator doors.
***
"Nobody sells bacon roll here" Ben murmured as he sat on an elongated chair beside the calm watery river. The barrel is still standing on the river bank, though,
look at the glittering lights of the skyscrapers around the river.
In the middle of the river was a bridge that stood firmly. The garden lights looked dim.
Laras sat beside Ben, spacing himself with the man by about half a meter.
"It's beautiful here, and fresh," murmured Laras.
"It's still prettier and fresher the girl sitting next to me" Ben said.
Barrel raised both eyebrows. "You're a master seducer!" laras' grumbling makes Ben chuckle.
"Hey Laras .. Did you accompany your friend to visit his brother or .. did you deliberately want to visit me?" ask Ben suddenly. Makes Baras look nervous. The girl gulped her saliva with great difficulty. Now Ben's gaze was full of investigation.
"Ah . yes, I accompanied Cathy." Laras dared not look at Ben, worried that the man would find out his lie. Her face flushed.
"Are you sure?" chase Ben, his smile is ignorant.
"Yeah ..Why I visit you, I don't think you're lonely either, there's a beautiful Hollywood actress accompanying you here" Laras said.Ben chuckled at it.
"Yes you're right, there's Anita accompanying me" Ben flatly said. Barrel fell silent, then gave a small grunt.
"Then what you're doing here with me, shouldn't you have fun with him tonight?"
Ben looked towards Laras. The girl's face looked unfriendly. The man chuckled again. It seemed that Laras was taking his joke seriously.
"I'd rather spend my free time with a grouchy girl who came all the way from New York to see me" Ben said as he set his sights on the front.
Laras grunted annoyedly. "I told you Cathy told me to go with her!" exclamation Baras.
"Well .. well, Miss .. I believe." Ben raised both his hands in surrender. The mood returned.
"About the money you sent, I think it's too much for me, I want to give it back" Laras said.
Ben clucked. "Take it Laras, .. the amount is not much."
Barrel rounded his eyes. "Not how you say?"
"Have it, just put it all on, buy whatever you want."
Laras took a long breath. Then his evil smile flung. "Well .. I'm going to spend it in Las Vegas .. who knows the results could be doubled, if I'm lucky." Baras snapped his finger. Brilliant idea.
Ben laughed heartily at Laras's joke.
"You're funny" he said. Barrel grimacing.
The views of the two meet. For a moment the world stopped turning. The two looked at each other without taking out a word.Ben tilted his face, bringing it closer to Laras's face. The girl's chest was pounding.
"It's late ..." said Laras suddenly. Ben paused his intention to kiss the girl's lips. Ben awkwardly flicked his hair child that had fallen on his forehead. Laras cursed himself inwardly. Why can't his brain think normally every time Ben approaches him. He should have just let the man clench his lips. They should have just kissed. You shouldn't think of anything.
"Ben," call Laras.
"Yes ...." Ben looked at Laras. Look at his sad eyes. The barrel breathed deeply. With all the courage, without thinking about what consequences after, one second, two seconds, three seconds, Laras pulled Ben's face and melu*t the man's lips with passion. Ben was surprised for a moment. But the reply of Laras kiss with no less heat. The movement of his hand pulled Laras' body into his embrace and wrapped both of the girl's arms around his neck. For a long time the lips of the two were clenched together, with nothing interrupting them.
That night the sky of Wichita was so bright.
***
