I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 86
GLASTONBURY, SOMERSET, UNITED KINGDOM.
Ben put his guitar on a guitar stand that was available next to the drums. That day the Rebellion just finished their rehearsal at their rented home in Glastonbury. A large house located not far from the venue where they will be performing tonight.
"Where's Jack?" ben asked Marry, who was busy in the kitchen making fresh drinks.
"Smoking in the back of the house like that" Mary replied.
Ben immediately stepped out through the back door and found Jack relaxing in a long chair that was attached to the wall of the house.
"I want to talk to you." Ben sat down next to Jack. He snatched a cigarette and then gave it a bite.
"Hmm?" Jack the manager moved his chin.
Ben smoked his cigarette carefully.
"I'm flying to New York after the show tonight. I'll be back here the next day, is it possible?"
Jack rolled his eyes. "What for?"
Ben just smiled as he scratched his nape which was not itchy at all.
"Nrank ...." Jack moved his index finger towards Ben while teasing him.
"So?" cycar Ben's.
"There's a break two days before we go to Dublin, maybe you can take advantage of that." Jack raised his eyebrows.
Ben smiled at sumringah. "Great!" senggakan.
Jack shakes. "It has to be on time, Ben."
"I promise" said Ben. Jack patted Ben's shoulder slowly. Ben smiled, smacked his cigarette in the ashtray, then got out of his seat and went back inside the house.
***
JOHN F'S. KENNEDY AIRPORT, NEW YORK CITY.
"Mrs. Chevalier, do you want me to drive you straight to the Big Apple?" pablo asked Ben, who had just gotten into the car.
"Take me to Tudor City, Pablo." replied Ben.
The middle-aged man nodded. Then drive the car out of the airport. Ben looks out the window. His chest was pounding loudly.
The beautiful scenery along the road to Manhattan that morning was unable to shake his nervousness. Longing is so passionate about Laras after approximately two weeks apart from distance and time.
Imagining Laras' startled face in a moment makes Ben condense his thin smile. The girl wouldn't have expected Ben to give her a big surprise this morning.
"Mrs. Chevalier, do you want me to wait for you?" pablo asked after parking the car in front of the Laras apartment building.
"No, Pablo . I'll call you later." Ben opened the car door and walked into the building.
The bell was pressed several times as soon as it arrived at the door number 659. A few minutes later the door opened from inside. The tangled face of a typical sleep bangun Laras poking out from behind the door. The girl jumped in shock and covered her open mouth with both palms of her hands.
"Ben? H-how?" his screeches. Without answering Ben immediately grabbed his lover and hugged and kissed her with anxiety.
"Ben? I don't understand" Laras said as Ben let go of his embrace. "How come you're here? Isn't your tour still two weeks away?"
Ben smiles. "Happy birthday, baby," said Ben as he stroked his cheeks. The girl gasped, then patted her head slowly. Yes of course, today is July 15th, his birthday. Baras laughed softly.
"Owwh .. I don't even remember, thank you, Ben," Laras said.
Ben knelt before Laras, kissed the girl's hand, then reached into something from her jacket pocket. A small box of red velvet. Ben opened it and thrust towards Laras. A ring with a blue jewel.
"Will you marry me?" ben said, making Laras round his eyes for a moment, the girl did not expect it at all. His face looks confused. It's too fast.
Ben was still on his knees and thrusting the box containing his ring, waiting for Laras's answer to never slide out of the girl's mouth.
"Ben .. This is too soon for me, I'm sorry, but I .. have to think carefully first."
Baras's answer made Ben's heart melt. He had not expected Laras to give such an answer. His smile that had been expanding was now gone. Ben got up from his knees and held Laras' shoulder slowly.
"I understand" he said with disappointment. He did not understand the mind of this girl. Don't they love each other? What is Laras afraid of?
"It's okay ...." Ben tries to control his feelings. Looking at Laras and forcing his smile.
Ben put the red velvet box back in his pocket, then took something else from his other pocket.
A white paper folded and decorated by a red ribbon. Ben put it on the table, patted it a few times, then looked back at Laras.
"I gota go, Baras."
"Ben .. are you angry? I'm sorry, I need time." Laras grabbed Ben's hand that was about to leave the room.
Ben just shook his head. "It's okay, I also need time to digest all of this" he said, releasing Laras' hand slowly.
"Bbn ...."
Ben stroked Laras' cheek at a glance, then opened the door and passed.
The barrel stood for a while. His feelings are mixed now. He held his head with both hands. Then walk back and forth here and there.
His eyes were fixed on the paper Ben had placed on the table. He grabbed the paper and immediately checked it. A print of airfare on behalf of Tunggadewi Larasati Soetodjo and Benjamin Leander Chevalier. August 1st is there. To Jakarta!
The barrel fell on the sofa. Ben gave a surprise on his birthday. Two surprises at once. The barrel covered his face with both palms.
"Gosh, Ben," he mumbled.
Laras grabs her phone and calls Ben, but only goes to the ballot box. Once, twice, and repeatedly Laras tried to contact Ben's phone but it remained the same. The phone is inactive. Barrel bit his nails agitatedly. Back to walking in confusion.
An hour later Laras called Ben again, but remained nil. Ben's phone is still off. Barrels scrambled his hair. Laras didn't think Ben would get this angry, or disappointed, I don't know. The girl cursed herself.
He took a bottle of wine and drank it directly without a glass. Sitting listlessly back on his couch, occasionally glancing at his phone. Hope there's a call or any message from Ben. Silent though.
***
Barrel opened his eyes, it was noon. Apparently he fell asleep on the couch. An empty bottle of wine lay on the floor.
The girl grabbed her phone, there was nothing there. Then try to call Ben back. But the results are still the same as a few hours ago.
I have to see him at the Big Apple.
Baras soon got out of his sleep and replaced his shorts with long jean pants without changing his t-shirt. He wore his flat shoes and ordered a Uber taxi.
***
"Big Apple, Miss?" ask the taxi driver as soon as he sits in the passenger seat.
"Yes, please," answered Laras.
The taxi left Tudor City and headed towards the Big Apple area, which was only about twenty minutes away.
"Thanks" Laras said after a taxi pulled up in front of the luxury Big Apple apartment building.
The barrel goes into the lobby and meets the receptionist. After showing Ben the entrance card he gave him some time ago, Laras immediately headed for a private elevator that was specifically only used for access to Ben's apartment unit on the 50th floor.
The barrel rang the bell several times. Actually with his access card, Laras could have just entered, but he did not want to make Rosita, the home assistant felt surprised.
Moments later the door opened, Rosita emerged from behind the door.
"Miss Soetodjo?" greet Rosita. Looking at Laras' slightly chaotic face, the woman twitched her forehead.
"Hi, Rosita .. emmh .. I want to meet Mr. Chevalier's."
"Mrs. Chevalier left for Dublin a few hours ago, he's just here to pick up a few things."
Rosita's answer made her chest suddenly feel sore. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. The barrel tried to support its slightly limp body by holding onto the wall.
"Miss Soetodjo, are you okay?" ask Rosita.
"Ah, yes .. I-I'm fine, thank you, Rosita." The barrel stuttered, then with a giant step Laras turned and walked away.
Barrels sat in the elevator, his tears spilled. The girl slumped her face with her hands hugging her knees tightly.
I'm sorry, Ben.
***
