I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 63
Ben came out of a store named Cheers Wine And Liquor with a large cloth bag that seemed to contain two bottles of wine. His right hand held the phone he brought to his ear, speaking to no one across the street.
His smile expands towards Laras who is still sitting in the passenger seat of his rental car, which is cold while tightening the jacket Ben still wears.
"Hey, Princess . sorry for the long wait" he said as he sat behind the wheel. Ben put his groceries in the back seat and started to turn on the car engine.
"Where are you going to take me?" ask Laras while leaning his head on the back of the chair.
"Hmmm .somewhere nice," Ben replied as he drove out of the shop's courtyard.
Barrel turned his face towards the window,
his eyes were trying to pierce through the darkness out there. The girl's lips formed a small smile. Ah, this bitch is really adventurous. Reminds him of their impromptu trip some time ago to Pennsylvania.
Cars enter the suburb with small houses of unique design. With dim garden lights that make the atmosphere look syahdu.
"What is this place?" ask Laras.
"The place we're staying tonight" Ben replied with a slanted smile. The man parked his car in the courtyard of a tiny cottage with two rattan chairs and a table on its porch.
"Where do you know this kind of place? You are not a resident of Wichita" Laras said as he swept his gaze around the cottage.
"There's good luck paying Jack a high salary, he's multifunctional" Ben replied as he picked up his groceries in the back seat of the car. Then walk to the terrace and sit there. Barrels flicked his shoulders. Maybe when he got out of the wine shop, Ben told Jack the manager to arrange all this. Laras then follows Ben and sits in the other seat.
"Are there no humans here but us?" ask Laras who has not seen a single person since entering the area.
Ben shrugged his shoulders as he moved his lower lip, showing an expression of ignorance. Then open the door to the cottage. Bring her groceries in and check the contents of the small room with one room and one living room that blends with the kitchen.
Ben turned on a small rectangular-shaped heating machine that was stuck on the wooden wall. The lekaki walked towards the kitchen, picked up two long-legged glasses and one wine bottle opener, then stepped towards the soft maroon-colored sofa.
"Hey, are you gonna be standing there all night?" asked Ben who saw Laras still staring at the door of the cottage.
Barrels just grimacing. Opened Ben's jacket that is still in use, then put it just like that. Her knee-length casual dress that was stuck to her body had started to dry.
Ben thrust out a glass of wine as soon as Laras sat down next to him.
"Are you cold?" ask Ben. Noticing the Baras who looked nervous. It was always like that when you were near that guy.
"Owh .. no. The room warms up quite .. warm," Laras replied stammeringly, then sipped the contents of the glass, trying to neutralize the feeling of not stopping it.
Ben opened his shirt and put it next to him. Stop Ben who is bare-chested and only wears his blue jeans. The tattoo was almost full on her body, except her right arm and stomach made her look .. He was at a loss for words to explain it. Dada Laras rustled to see the beautiful scenery beside him. Ben, turn on the cigarette and suck it deep. Her hair looks messy. Smiling, the man looked towards Laras. Made the girl clench for a moment.
"Why do you see me like that?" ask Ben.
Because you look so sexy. The barrel covered his mouth with his left palm. Prevent that sentence from sliding free from his mouth.
"Why are you? Looks like your brain and body are out of sync, huh?" Ben chuckles.
Laras gulped his saliva, re-stabbed the contents of his glass to help him master the situation.
"It's a nice cottage," said Laras. While sweeping his gaze around the room.
"Do you like it?"
" Uh-huh," Laras nodded.
Ben sipped his wine glass. Sucking his cigarette and leaning his back against the sofa.
"How's your tour so far?" tanya Laras opened the topic of conversation.
"It's okay, a little bit tilting but it's okay. How was your day in New York?"
Quiet without you. Laras cleared his throat once.
"All right," he said.
Ben twisted his glass occasionally. Then gulp.
"How's your job at Boucherie?" ask Ben.
"uh? Boucherie .. ouwh yeah, fine,"
answered Laras who was busy with his thoughts. Trying to think about topics that are not too rigid.
"That French guy, does he still tease you a lot?" Ben chuckles. Then with his French-American accent mimicked the words Stephane heard when he called Laras. "A Demain, Ma Belle. Pfffh .. ma belle?"
"You are, you are evil" said Laras, taking a cigarette from his pack and lighting it." Indirectly, you're characterizing the language of your ancestors, isn't your family's origin from France like you said?"
"Shit . yes you are right" said Ben. Laras laughed. The atmosphere is starting to warm. The topic of conversation also flows like a rushing river. The night is getting bigger.
"What strange thing has ever crossed your mind?" ben asked, pouring the empty glass back.
"Hmmm ...," The barrel looked at the ceiling. The girl seemed to be thinking. "Apocalypse zombies ...."
Ben rounded his blue eyes. "Your imagination is wild too?" abugn.
"Yeah .I imagine if that happens, the capitalists will collapse, and all your basic needs can be met for free, by looting supermarkets, or malls, .. you just need to be careful not to be a zombie meal. Yeah, maybe you can survive for a few months with all that groceries, while you also have to learn to produce your own food, grow crops for example," Laras explained at length.
"But many people who still survive will also plunder those places, all the groceries will not be enough for everyone" said Ben. Sucking his cigarette deep.
"That definitely will happen, so you also have to prepare a weapon to protect yourself."
"You can kill people to survive?" ask Ben.
"Why not?" Barrels flicked his shoulders. Sipping his glass that was running out. Ben poured the wine back into the barrel glass.
"You alone, Ben?" ask Laras. Flicked his cigarette ash into an ashtray.
Ben thought for a moment. "Abduced by Alien .. damn .. I just found a good title song" Ben said happily. Laras chuckles.
"Music!" maki Baras's. Ben terbahak's.
"I wonder about the universe, are we really alone? There are billions of planets scattered throughout the universe, it's not impossible out there there are intelligent beings like humans."
"The possibilities are quite large, I'm sure many planets contain material for the early creation of an evolution of life" said Laras.
"Exactly ..." said Ben. Both silent. Ben opened their second bottle. Then pour the wine into his glass and also the barrel glass.
"You know, we look like two high school teens working on a group scientific assignment" Laras murmured. Ben grimacing. A warm feeling flowed throughout his body.
"I'm happy to be around you ...." Ben looked towards Laras. This time the two sat on the floor leaning their backs against the sofa.
"Why?"
"Come .. You're not the Hollywood type of woman, or the glamour girls of New York, you're natural."
Laras chuckles at hearing it." Yes of course I'm a natural, Ben .. My salary is only enough for rent, food and other urgent needs." Laras said while twitching his forehead, his head slightly swirling.
"That's not what I mean, Laras .. I mean . hmm .. Rose's right, you're a good girl."
Laras raises his eyebrows. Madame Rose talked about herself to Ben? Inner Barrel.
"Rose says I have to have a serious relationship with a girl like you" said Ben, Laras who was sipping his wine almost choked.
Ben put his glass on the table, then faced towards Laras. His fingers put the son of Barrel's hair behind his ears. The girl was silent, her eyes closed. For a long time they kept quiet with each other.
Barrel climbed onto the sofa and laid his body, staring at the ceiling of the cottage. Ben went back to his glass.
"I'm gonna ask you something, Laras ...."
"Hmmm ...."
"Did you use some kind of spell to get men to bend their knees at you and lose their passion with other women?"
"Ha-ha, funny .. once, Ben." Barrel's chuckle, but it sounds like a moan.
Ben turned his body which was still leaning under the sofa. Now facing Laras, grasped the fingers of the girl. The eyes are half closed.
"You know what .. I'm gonna tell you this right now ...." Ben took a deep breath. "City .... I love you."
"Nurus ...." Slow down, it looks like the girl is starting to fall asleep, to not hear too much of what Ben said. "Sorry .. What did you say?" The barrel slightly opened his eyes.
"Never mind" said Ben while enveloping Laras. The girl spread her shoulders and closed her eyes again. Ben looked at the beautiful face of Laras who met with red. Fall asleep with his peace.
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Author's Note :
Ben and Laras chat is the result of my confusion that is deadlocked but still update 😁, inspired by my ridiculousness if I have raised a wine glass with someone, chat so ngalor ngidul not clear😀. From music, economy, third world war, aliens, zombies, etc.
