Attracted By The Moon
Chapter 3: Interlinking

A month later....

In a luxurious house with white shades, Bima, Arkana and Mother-style hedon who is none other than Bima's mother in the middle of breakfast. Yes, these mothers have never been in a normal style. Hair makeup, thick makeup and clothes like to attend the gala premiere. He was deliberately like that because his house was always there were only reporters. Shame dong if it looks randomadut on the news.

Others with his mother, Bima and Arkana are still wearing nightgowns and boxer pants. They even ate breakfast without washing their face.

The two lovebirds were indeed very familiar even to his habits. Arkana has lived in a house with Bima since she was in college. His father is a former member of the House of Representatives, but since 9 years ago he was in prison due to corruption. While his mother, since the incident he settled in California until now. That is why Bima's mother is like her biological parents in Indonesia.

"Male.. Mom's nails are good, aren't they? I'll see a reporter today for news of your return." He put his hands in front of the Son. While Bima just looked at him with a careless look.

"That's fine." he said lazily.

"Why do some reporters still struggle in front? It's been two weeks since my return. Why is the media still buzzing with news of my return?" with bete's face.

"You were in an accident after receiving an award. So many rumors circulate. Besides, it's good to add to your popularity." Arkana said.

Bima's mother stood up, she was done with her breakfast and immediately prepared to meet the reporters.

"You continue the breakfast, I'd like to say hello to them. Pity they've been huddling from 3am."

Arkana laughed when she saw the way Bima's mother walked, very enthusiastic. "huhah.. Your mother never changed yeah, it looks like she met reporters not to deliver the news, but to play around."

"hmm. It's better that she get busy with those reporters, than to get me married."

"hahahhaha... oh yes, Mr Tara has told you about the Prince of Illusions?" ask Arkana, he and Mr. Tara had a meeting last night. And Mr. Tara wanted to film a very interesting title.

"When are we going to see the author?"

"I've sent him an email, if he replies we can meet him this afternoon. Mr. Tara says we have to get his permission, before he submits an exclusive contract to the platfrom." Arkana had been checking her phone, but the writer had not responded. Makes him anxious.

"Pak Tara is always cunning, he takes a story that is not too popular so as not to pay a high price." muttered Bima laugh small, cunning and bring luck to the author, if the film is successful. If not fate.

"hey, there's no failed movie in our hands. Let's make this the author's luck."

Bima squinted at Arkana "wahh, You are very excited, but have not received a reply from the author."

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At 10:30....

Looks like a girl with a messy appearance is still asleep. He even snored very loudly. No matter the sunlight shines.

Suddenly the nausea cranked up his stomach, he had a strange dream again this time. His life was forced to merge due to the impulse of nausea that. His spirit had already pushed to wake up, but his body seemed to refuse, still wanting to sleep again and again.

"Moon...! You're not awake yet? We'll open up the cafe sooner today. You don't remember this weekend?" exclaimed a 38-year-old woman while kicking the girl's leg slowly.

The moon opened its eyes, hearing Vidia's screams, the nausea suddenly disappeared, leaving only very acidic saliva on the tongue.

Yes, the girl who has a room and a messy appearance is called the Moon, or commonly called the Moon. He's 26 years old.

Since graduating high school, he worked at a small Cafe owned by Vidia, the woman who kicked his leg earlier. Gradually the Cafe was crowded, the Moon also added capital so that they could open a larger Cafe. And now they have been a business partner for 7 years.

Her mother Moon is a Lawyer at one of the major law firms. While his father was a teak wood craftsman who was quite successful in his field. She is an only child, she is also quite close to her mother.

Then why did the Moon choose business and not college? He even lives apart from his parents. There was a reason for that, Moon was not very familiar with his father. There is a memory that until now he has not been able to receive, which makes him still reluctant to go home until this moment.

The Angel of Illusion itself tells the story of a dream woman who has never been touched by the eyes of the world. The woman who fought for her love, but was not appreciated and finally chose to close her heart.

While the story of the Moon, is about a modern Prince who rides a white car, not a white horse. The prince who with his ridiculous manner was able to conquer the heart. But after finding his true love, he ended up killing himself because the girl who was about to be made empress died at the hands of his mother.

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"Wake up...!" Vidia screams right next to the Moon's ear.

The moon was immediately startled and excited, Vidia's voice felt thunderous. The mother of one child is indeed incomparable about the sound.

"Oh my goodness, brother..! Tear my eardrum!" rutuk Bulan rubbed both his ears.

"Lebay..! I really torn it. It's almost eleven months. We need to get ready to open up the cafe. That's why no night stay up. I wait half an hour, if you don't come down, I break all your teeth." said Vidia as she left the Moon's room.

"saiss..! I've set the alarm. Fucking cell phone..!"

Moon opened his phone, then he found there was a spam notification from his Email. He also opened the message streak while opening his eyes.

Good Morning, We from Bumantara Film Production house are very interested in your story entitled Prince of Illusions. If you're interested, We'd like to elevate your story to a Movie. Please contact us again if you are willing to work with us.

tagged : Arkana Director.

"Bumantara Movie? Director Arka who a few months ago won the International award?" said the Moon shuddered. What was that dream last night? Halu story that he used to write and only get a number of foot centipede readers, now in the lyrics by the big Production House?

Like a longing pungguk flying above the clouds, the Moon immediately retaliated and agreed to cooperate with the director. The soul of his business immediately stirred.

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At 17:30....

The moon was ready to welcome its special guests. Vidia also emptied the Cafe so as not to disturb. He was also happy to see his ducklings get a golden opportunity.

"Sister, are you sure they're going to sign my story right away?" Suddenly the moon felt inferior.

"Relax.., even though they did not contract your story, at least our cafe became crowded because of a handsome and famous director hihihi..." Vidia giggled while holding onto the blank paper, she had already mentally prepared to ask for a signature.

Not long after, a small bell on the door of the cafe rang. Two pairs of footsteps galloped on that white tile. The rhythm of the footsteps was unpretentious to the bang that arose from the heartbeat of the Moon.

But when entering the cafe, Bima felt the feel of the cafe was exactly the same as in his subconscious. It's just the color of the room is different. But all the order and angles are exactly the same.

The moon stood up, he opened his eyes slowly while praying. And when the two directors came before him he was very surprised.

"Mom..?" He didn't expect the man to come there. He does know Bima, a director who has a prestige like a star. Who doesn't know him?

But the Moon knows Bima from another angle. Bima had already incised a wound in his heart long before fame.

Bima did not respond to the expression of the Moon, he only considered it might be the Moon one of his fans.

While Arkana, he was shocked to realize who was in front of him.

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