Lika - Liku Asmara Aldo - Thea

Show Me The Love

Show Me the Love

by: Alethea Anastasia

I never thought 

it will be like this story

why-why-why don't you ever understand

but I never asked for it 

Let's love that answer, Baby!

Even though 'I'm afraid s' it's getting messed up

I don't know here either

don't know the end

Why should it be like this 

Could that love exist?

b'rada in the middle of three people

Your attitude really confuses me; should it be ambiguous and wishful?

T'rus you said love 'to two people

could it possibly be so? 

Do we have to deal with it?

It looks like that, baby?!

Cuz you care for her too much, my love!

But I doubt it seems

Hontou ni kimi daisuki 

Reff: Still you love me?

Cuz I don't feel like that

Still you love me?

Please show me that love

Tokyo, December 14, 2015, At 08:45, 

Everything flows as it is. Thea never forced herself to re-create one song on her second day in Tokyo. At first he was just bored with the insensitivity of Aldo. He vented his frustration on the keys of the Kim family piano that were placed in the living room. Slowly, while busy playing some songs that Thea knows the notes, a series of sentences and its solmization just crept into the mind. Then, his mouth began to try to synchronize between the verse with his solmization. 

"Not bad either," Thea swore. "It turns out I have a talent for songwriting as well. Who would have thought that you could still create a song during this time in Tokyo."

A pat was heard behind him. Thea. It turned out that Kim Sarang was smiling at him. The smile was more like an admiration. Moreover, the look in the eye has also made it clear that Kim Sarang did admire the new song Thea created by the accident. 

"Eh, Kim," Hela Thea smiled slightly, then turned back to face the book of score placed on the keys. Make no mistake, the song does not contain the new song. It even contains classic songs. One of them, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's "Figarro Wedding. 

"That was your song, right?" confirmation of Kim's Nest. "I never heard of a song like that. Whether it is a Japanese, Korean, American, or Indonesian song. Aren't you? Don't tell me I'm wrong."

Still without looking, Thea nodded, played the song, and said briefly, "Yes."

"I didn't expect, Thea, you're really talented at writing songs. I guess you can only dance, sing, and-yah when you look at your body shape, you fit into a model."

Thea's not huffing. He continued playing the piano. Maybe because of the presence of the Korean girl, he deliberately played his piano so that it sounded so tight. Like a person who is angry, then vent it to something. 

Kim Sarang chuckled. "Thea, I have something to ask you. Actually while still in Jakarta, I want to ask this one thing. But I don't dare. Well I'm afraid you're gonna hate me."

Thea quit. "What do you want to ask?"

"That song just now..." Kim Sarang gulped for a moment. "...it seems from personal experience well? Aren't you?" 

Thea's still flinching. He breathed once more. His eyes still did not meet the woman's eyes. 

"You're not groping me anymore, are you?" Kim Sarang sangkil. "I'm sorry if for example I feel confident like this. It's just that all this time your attention to me was-"

Thea started to feel stuck. At first glance, Kim Sarang began to publish a smile. 

"-somewhat cold. Maybe it's just my feeling, or you don't seem to like me very much around you and Aldo. Even if you try to cover it up, I can still see you don't really like my closeness to your boyfriend."

Presumably Thea began to dare to look at Kim Sarang bluntly. He smiled again. The one that was given that smile also gave a smile back. They both sat. It might look so tense. However, one party feels that something is wrong with the other party. 

"Curl..." Kim Sarang gritted his teeth. "...have it, forget it. Maybe you're not ready to answer. We better focus on your new song. You know your song is cool too. It just takes a little change of the words or maybe the tones. But I like jazzy rhythmic songs like that. Moreover, there is also a classic element. Oh yes, while at the airport, I had read one leaflet. About the song-creating contest held at DiverCity Tokyo Plaza. Well, what if you just follow along? I'll help with the process, huh."

Thea. Kim this nest is really good. It seems wrong that Thea even continues to be half-hearted to the Korean woman. After all, shouldn't he be honest about something that he has long been quiet about?  

*****

Kim Min-soo is very energetic to play it. The legs are moving very agile following the pattern for the dance movement pattern that must be followed. Even too agile. It could be that the machine was damaged just because of the foot-leg play that was too brutal. 

So brutal, without Kim Min-soo noticing, some visitors to COEX Mall so give a hot eye to him. Maybe if he just wanted to pay attention around, there were some cheers and compliments that the visitors gave. Not only that, there are innuendos. There were one or two visitors who thought he was insane. 

As someone comes closer, Kim Min-soo regains consciousness. Especially when the figure of the man joking, "Well, you are so excited to play it. Are you training to audition for a girl group?"

Kim Min-soo stops. Some spectators were disappointed. They feel they have lost the most attractive attractions in the mall. 

"Go Hyun-dae!" kim Min-soo. 

"I don't think you remember me" Go Hyun-dae smiled. "Oh yeah, you're her brother, right?" Perhaps because she saw the girl so frowning, she made clear her point, "I mean, Kim Nami-sorry."

Kim Min-soo nodded, smiling. Slowly Go Hyun-dae inched closer. The girl was a little awkward. Even though the man was his gay ex-sister, it still was, man well man. A woman's instinct is like that when a man (especially indeed Go quite handsome) approaches. Min-soo-ssi's heart is a bit gnarled anyway. But the girl did not dare to assume that it was because of the vibration of love. It could be because of sheer liking. Naturally, no, a woman feels attracted to a man with a misty hair, a smooth face without acne, slightly widened eyes, a thin chin, a smooth face, and Go Hyun-dae's chest formed as a result of routine gym admission three times a week.

"What are you doing here?" ask Kim Min-soo who looks ragged. Do not be surprised, the girl was so excited to play one of the favorite games in the arena of play in the COEX Mall.

Go Hyun-dae cleared his throat for a long time, then glared to the left. "Just relax after tired of practicing."

"Practiced?"

Go Hyun-dae nodded. "Well practice. You don't know that I've been accepted to FC Seoul?"

"FC Seoul?" Kim Min-soo can't believe what he's hearing. "So you're a football player? I thought you worked as a trainer at the gym."

"Just to make money" said Go Hyun-dae. "Anyways we need money, don't we? Dreams are okay. But stomach affairs, must not be ruled out."

Kim Min-soo nodded while chuckling. "Yes, you're right. But to be honest, I just found out you're a football player. You never even look like a football player. I've also never seen your name on the FC Seoul line of players."

"I've been in the junior team all this time. Just three months ago, I was promoted to the senior team" Go Hyun-dae said with a smile. "Oh yeah, we better sit down. Well let's talk it out more."

Kim Min-soo follows Go Hyun-dae towards the empty bench that is still available. As long as Go Hyun-dae ordered a few treats to the waiter who came over, Kim Min-soo continued to look at the man. The man was quite perfect in his eyes. No doubt Kim Nami can be crazy. Ah if Go Hyun-dae said it was straight, he had been chasing after him for a long time.

"Don't look at me like that ah," said Go Hyun-dae. "I'm uncomfortable, you know."

"Mianhae-sorry," Kim Min-soo lowered her head.

"Oh yeah, what are you doing here, Min-soo?"

"Yes, I am older than you. Call brother cake. It's as if you're calling my name. Besides you, my ex-sister, you're younger than me."

Go Hyun-dae chuckles. "But I don't like to think of me as my brother."

"You mean?" Kim Min-soo frowned. "Don't tell me you're bisexual?!"

"Yes, don't talk!"

"I'm sorry once again," Maybe Go Hyun-dae's stomach is starting to feel heartburn at Kim Min-soo's expression. "But, sorry about my question, are you not worried about your orientation? You have been accepted at FC Seoul which is clearly playing in the top division K-League Classic in football competitions in this country. Sooner or later, the media will know too."

"You're listening to sports news, too?" go Hyun-dae said lightly.

Kim Min-soo. "Just because there's Mauricio Molina."

"I thought it was like that. Wouldn't every female FC Seoul fan come to the stadium just to see the Colombian?"

Kim Min-soo chuckles back.

"Oh yeah, what did you buy?" Go Hyun-dae reached into the plastic bag on the table, which Kim Min-soo kept carrying. Without asking permission, he checked the contents. The man stammered reading letter by letter on the music CD. "What is J-K-T-4-8?" Oh yes, two numbers are spoken in Korean.

"Indonesian girl group name."

"Oh so,"

"I know, for a guy like you, you'd like a boyband better than a girl group, right?"

"Don't taunt me, please," Go Hyun-dae said grinningly. "I'm still straight anyway."

"Huh? You serious? What does your relationship with my sister mean?"

"I'm forced. And actually, I like you better than that Kim Nami. To be honest, I also had a relationship with Kim Nami so that she would keep her spirit and keep smiling. That's all."

Kim Min-soo looked up at the man's confession.

"I really want to be honest with him. But always dejected. I never got the right time until death came to pick him up. If only he was still around, I'd like to say that I actually like his brother more."

Kim Min-soo's cheeks flushed. Whether it was because of blushing, or not because of annoyance.

*****

Tokyo, December 14, 2015, At 09:15,

Unheard of all Kiriko's babble. From the top, maybe because the voice of the two women was quite loud, Aldo became stuck. Is it really like that? Is it really Kim Sarang? Moreover, often, not a few, artists who create works based on real stories. Doesn't the connoisseur much prefer an inspired story than mere fiction?

"Aldo-kun, why?" kiriko asked, frowning. Looks like the girl was irate because it was considered the wind.

Aldo. A friend just came up with an idea to give a surprise to Thea. The man came down to approach Thea and Kim Sarang. When both women tried to cross (Once the man accidentally eavesdropped on some points that should not be heard), Aldo lightly said, "No, I just came down. What are you guys talking about? No more talking about me, right?"