Love at the End of Time
Chapter 77
Eastern Emperor
Upon arriving at his printing press, Maisara turned off the car engine with mixed feelings.
Caca was stunned when he saw the Hansan Foundation logo, printed on the wall of the large shophouse-shaped building. He got off as soon as Maisara parked the car in his building's courtyard.
He immediately closed his open mouth with both palms when he saw Morodoki Law posters lined up in various colors and styles in front of the building. Then, he looked at Maisara and into the building in turn.
“Come! Login!” maisara said while carrying her groceries.
“Mai! Tell me, is all this yours?”
“Ya!” Maisara replied as she stepped swiftly inside.
“So, apparently here all the posters were printed?” Caca pursued Maisara's wide steps.
“Yes, there you go!” sahut Maisara he waltzed among some colleagues who helped him.
“So, do you know Maihay? He's the maker, right? And she must have been here a lot, and she must have stayed here, right?”
“Ya.”
“Can you meet me with him?” caca said, and at that moment Daina was behind him.
“You've met the guy!” daina said suddenly, while keeping some vegetables on the table, here are some other food ingredients.
“What do you mean?” caca asked so innocently.
“You want to meet poster maker and comic maker Morodoki, right?” ask Daina.
“Ya?” sahut Caca steady.
“Maisara his man!” daina exclaimed expressionlessly, she did not even look at the two girls before her.
Caca was speechless just looking towards Maisara who was looking at her mother with a dislike look.
Daina turned to her son and said, “Why are you looking at me like that, don't you like it? Until when will you cover up who you are, if you are Maihay?”
After that, Daina went on to cook.
Caca immediately ran towards Maisara and held her tightly, then shed tears. He did not think that he would meet the person he was looking for in a place he did not expect before.
“Maisara, you are Maihay?” screeched Caca while wiping away the tears, he was so moved and wondered why Maisara had not been telling the truth long ago.
“Yes. Then, why do you want to meet Maihay? What do you want to tell him?”
“I admire his work!”
“Thank you,” said Maisara flat. He seemed reluctant to accept any awards from her.
“Why don't you like me knowing your real identity?” ask Caca.
“I don't dislike, but just don't know what to do? You, or whoever the reader of my work, have given me something of value. No need flattery or anything, if a reader likes and gives positive comments, it is enough.”
“Please promise me you won't tell him at the ready, okay?” Maisara said with great emphasis.
“Sure! Don't worry!” said Caca with a smile, “But, as I promised you if I could find the comic book interlocutor someday, I would give something to him!”
“No need!” reject Maisara.
“Mai, even if you have everything, but I hope you will accept it as a memory, because your work is so inspiring!”
“Alright, alright ..!”
The two women then went to Maisara's private room, they sat facing the drawing table, which was used to sketch. Meanwhile, Caca waits for his invitation. As a reader he expressed all his opinions and feelings while reading his comic story.
“Oh, yes! Mai, how could Morodoki Law's face look so similar to Mr Harlan?”
“Do you rate it that way?”
“Yes! I judge Morodoki Law's face is his face, I think he is handsome, let alone you know him, right?”
“Ya,” said Maisara a little doubt, his heart pounding hard enough.
“How can you paint that face? Is there a cause?”
“Nothing! How can you deduce their faces look alike, have you met her lately?”
Then, Caca also told how he could move and the cause. He hears from some comments in his comics that Maihay moved to an area where he could not update for several days. Coincidentally, he meets Harlan who asks him to stay away from her or doesn't want to see Caca's face there anymore.
Hearing all the stories that in the end Caca moved to the Western district, then Harlan often came to Maisara's house. If he finally met Caca at that place, how unlucky would he be.
Maisara smiled broadly to make Caca astonished.
“Mai, why are you smiling, is my story funny to you?” caca asked after he finished telling the story.
“Not! Ah, forget it!”
“Come! Continue with the sketches, I want to see you paint Mr. Harlan's face as the Eastern Emperor's swordsman!”
The east is a land full of mysteries of its natural beauty. And the legendary empire was there. A never-ending story taken from the empire wherever it was. They have always been synonymous with wealth, good looks and certainly beautiful women who have never been separated from the power and wealth of all time.
“This is just my imagination, it has nothing to do with Harlan or anyone, you don't make it up!”
“Who's making it up!” suddenly a voice broke the seriousness of the two women, “That was indeed a picture of my face!”
“Harlane!”
“Pak Harlan!”
The two people exclaimed almost in unison and reflexively they stood up from their seats.
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