Attracted By The Moon
Chapter 20: Our Story

Back on the Moon and Arkana were on their way to the cafe, to take the Moon home.

The streets seemed deserted as they passed a bridge.

The moon reached into the pouch of her mother, and took the hairband that Raul gave her. He threw the light green thing into the river.

"Why was he dumped?" Arkana was surprised, he thought the Moon opened the car window to get some fresh air.

"I don't like the color, it's too flashy." His answer sounded flat but cranky.

Arkana guessed, it must have been her father's gift. He knew the Moon had never received, used, or used anything that smelled like his stepfather.

Arkana does not know that Raul is Moon's stepfather. Because he had already left the Moon before knowing that fact.

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In a magnificent brown house, a burly man was soaking in a bathtub. Scents candles lit up around the bathtub.

On both of his shoulders there is a very sad tattoo stretching to the arm. And on his back, there was a large scorpion tattoo. Yes, he is the Boss of a small company engaged in the field of Furniture.

Although the company is fairly small, but he has assets that are not playing around from the results of investment fraud amounted to billions of dollars. One of the victims was Ayana, Bima's mother.

He cheated on using a fake company name. When going to attract his victims, he showed a round of stocks that are always soaring. Then after twice dividing the profit yield as yet, he disappeared and erased all his traces.

"Boss, the police are hunting us" one of his men whispered.

"Do as usual, give them money to keep their mouths shut." He said as he inhaled in the therapeutic aroma of the candle.

"But Boss, this time it can't be that easy because a lawyer registered a lawsuit to the court."

"Then why are you still here? Meet him and get him to drop the lawsuit! Your brain is completely useless!" The 40-year-old man.

His men immediately left, carrying out what was asked. It has always been so, they easily remove traces. Police, lawyers, prosecutors and even judges have been jenggali with money. That's why until now he's still hanging around.

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"Take one...!" Bima used a loudspeaker.

This is the first scene, on the first day. The Moon's illusory prince began to assemble a series of wings, whether it was flying high or just staying in place. Hopefully it can fly high like a bird that sails the horizon.

Next to him was the Moon who noticed the details of the manuscript. Make sure there is no dialogue or scene that deviates away from the writing. Because the work is almost completely read by his followers, there will be many complaints if the scenes filmed are different.

While Arkana, he is training the actors who will do the action scenes. But he could not focus because he continued to remember the events of yesterday, when the Moon with a pushy gaze that led out the car window.

"shit...!" throwing property stuff. What's more annoying is that he can't do anything.

"Why..? I made a mistake?" Ask the actor who is practicing.

"No, sorry. You guys continue on scene 25." He walked out of the room full of green screens.

"OKe cut..! Break for the next scene." said Bima, followed by the cameramen who stopped the recording.

Dania and Farrel were immediately approached by the fairies in preparation for the next scene. They sit in a chair while rereading the script, so that later not too much repeat.

The moon went to the balcony to clear her mind. Since yesterday, his brain was filled with plans, how to tell his mother about Raul's attitude. So far during their stay apart, her mother is still happy, it seems Raul really knows how to play with her mother's feelings.

"So far okay..?" bima asked, he approached the Moon with two glasses of iced coffee.

"What?" sahut Moon.

"The scene is, indeed you wish I had asked what?" Seloroh Bima with squeaking eyes.

"I don't think with the experience I've had, I have the right to criticize a famous director like you."

The moon took the iced coffee from Bima's hands before it was even offered.

"While you're the author, the life of this story will only live if you're the one monitoring it."

"That's it..." The Moon nodded slowly. He released his gaze again towards the expanse of skyscrapers.

In the quiet months, he gulped down the iced coffee a few times. Then highlight Bima with my eyes.

"Did you remember about me..?"

"No." Bima replied quickly, before their meeting at the cafe, Bima did not even remember ever knowing with a living creature named the Moon. To him the Moon is nothing but dust from a very insignificant mass.

"You.. remember I told you about my father?"

The moon does not care if Bima remembers it or not, all he knows is that Bima was the only one he ever told me about this problem. And even now, he did not care, he just wanted to tell again that the bitter mass was still running his life to this day.

Bima sighed, he really wanted to say that Arkana was his person.

"No, I don't remember anything. So don't tell me anything because it'll be free." His words were indifferent, but his gaze said otherwise. He wanted to hear that, whether it was an important story or not, his heart was so moved to want to listen to it.

"But I still remember clearly how you bullied me, ck. you're exactly like a small-time gangster boss."

Yeah, it's not the memories of the Moon and Arkana that he wants to hear. Except his own memories with the Moon as a child. Though it was a pretty embarrassing memory.

Plaac..! The moon hit Bima's back to make her grimace.

"Stop discussing that, you made me remember that chicken t4i smell again!"

"You think what you did yesterday didn't traumatize me? When my mother peels the pungent-smelling fruit I feel it smells of chicken t4i."

"Your own fault, why did you do that to me? As someone older than me you shouldn't have behaved that way." The Moon protest while widening his eyes.

Bima's nostrils doubled in size, holding back resentment over the Moon's absurd stance. "You call me a scrawl man..!" he pushed the forehead of the Moon with his index finger.

"And you are a cannery! Is it wrong for me to say that, huh? You always scratch your neck and hands like a monkey. Don't you till now you're still a cannery?" The Moon shook Bima's index finger firmly.

"lady..! lower your voice!"

"Why? The people here don't know that you're a fucking human?!"

"See..!" Bima unbuttoned his shirt and showed his neck to the moon.

"Open your eyes wide! I'm cured so don't throw bullshit to embarrass me!"

The moon was glued to the jakun and the sexy strokes on that neck. He pursed his lips, holding him back from gulping. Be aware..

"It doesn't have to be that way..." He stammered, then moved from there.

"Wait the fuck.." Call Bima, and the Moon stops its steps.

"What..?" He turned around with his eyebrows up next door.

"You're married?" From the beginning, this question was the most disturbing Bima's mind.

"Not yet." replied the Moon astonished.

"Love's got?"

"No, why?" The moon was getting upset because it seemed like Bima was messing around.

Bima bit her lower lip thinly, then nodded slowly.

"Just ask.."

"he..! Crazyhead!" he continued his steps again.

Meanwhile in her chair, Dania squeezed the sheets of the manuscript she was holding. His mood became very hot because he saw the interaction of Bima and Moon just now.

"That damn girl just keeps teasing Bima!" he stared hard at the moon.

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