Mrs. Cute Alshaf's
hugs back
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“I've been looking for you and heard all the songs you've sung. Most of the songs are about separation. So, before I write song lyrics, I want to confirm first with you, want a rich song how to make this 6th album single?” I took a breath and looked back. “Farewell? Or..”
“Meeting back,”
“Ya?”
He prefers to sip a glass of coffee first and then refocus on our conversation after the drink is swallowed. “Last song I told you about a guy who was left behind by his future wife. And now I want his future wife back,” Obviously he. “So maybe I want a romantic song type with a pop stream. The story I told you earlier, the return of someone we love.”
I nodded in understanding. In this 5×7.5-meter room I came face-to-face with Rafael after a long time of figuring out how Alshaf usually carried his singing. Today was also my first time talking to him so seriously. Alshaf always joked a lot.
Oh, I just realized he's not using my call-you anymore for me.
“Where? Anyone want to be asked again?”
“Udah does not exist. From tomorrow, I will write the lyrics to your song. Thanks.” That way, I got up from sitting and walked ahead of him.
But Alshaf remained silent. From the reflection of the mirror in front of him, I could see he was still in place with a gaze pointed at my back until I disappeared at the turn of the hall to go to the place reserved for lyricists like me.
I wonder why his attitude changed. Yes it is not wrong, my people and he only knew a few months so understand if Alshaf so.
My smile came out naturally as I met Finka near the recording room. He seemed to be going to the same destination as me to look for writing ideas.
“Hallo! Do .. Re ... Mi ... Fa .. Sol .. La .. Si ... Do ..” Finka immediately laughed loudly after greeting me by mentioning the scale. “Hai, Tone! Want to go to the rainbow room too?” He asked me to keep walking.
“Iya. By the way you wrote for whose singer, Fin?”
He instantly faced his entire face to me with a stifled look of annoyance. Well, I'm sure Finka got an artist she doesn't like.
“Sorry-sorry yes instead I want to make ugly the name of this singer yes, but seriously, if you work for him also you will be a half-mampus rich I gini!” scorned. “Lo tau Bamsan gak?” this time he whispered to me.
“Gak, who is it?”
“Ish, he also yes new singer netas tau .. continues to be famous also because of the fight with senior singers! Well, the language is pansos. But that's not it, Bamsan was a lot of kkk want really, not anything yes, the boy asked for a song about the atlantic ocean!”
I laughed because of it. “That's so weird buset!”
“Yes, my sprain! But it's okay once I try to write rich song lyrics so. Not anymore, but later I want to try another discussion the same he could be tuh his heart knocked.” Finka continued, this time his emotions began to fall.
We didn't feel like we were both in the rainbow room. In this room there is a relaxing sofa that is placed randomly, then the decoration is made like a children's playground. Maybe in order to make our brain - we are not stressed and the idea comes by itself.
My and Finka's steps swung towards the human group at the west end near the bookshelf. Besides I know some people there, I also want to know a little about Mey.
“Waduh, waduh there is a deadly duo,” Welcome Azel, a dragon tattooed man in his muscular hand.
“Duo what death?!” Finka's touch doesn't take it. While I immediately sit on the edge of Kak Mey who is focusing on her laptop.
“Bumil angry mulu feeling! How else lo?”
“Follow the Bamsan! My emotions are the same as him! Past...” And continued the story of Finka that he had also revealed to me. But with a little extra that I haven't heard.
“This Tone huh?”
Then I turned to look at Brother Mey who has now focused all his attention on me. I am kindly smiling. Mey is the author of several songs by Alshaf. “Yes, Brother Mey. Greetings,” my words.
The woman with the black blazer that I knew was two years older than me was like staring from the bottom up and then looking back at me with a chuckle. Things that make me confused. Is there something wrong?
“You are beautiful.”
“Tiba-arrived?” Lontark. “But Thanks for the compliment, sister is also pretty.”
“Hahahaha okay!” A forced-sounding reply. But then Mey's sister approached me and touched both shoulders which immediately made my hair goosebumps. “Type Alshaf really.”
Our two senses of vision collided for a few minutes. Spreading words that cannot be revealed by the mouth. Until Finka's hysterical voice messed things up, and I pulled it out of there. I don't know, I feel like Brother Mey ... weird?
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Well, that's. I didn't understand it at first, but Eca helped me really well. Until I understand.
Telling me about Eca I realized I hadn't been with her for a long time. Huft, I am now sitting under the shade of leaves that block the direct sunlight to my face.
With both eyes closed, I enjoyed the wind downstream that hit all my physique. Experiencing this condition that I was experiencing, I even imagined when I went to the beach with Alshaf. I thought I missed playing with him.
“Sutt, Tone!”
“Heh, wake!”
My eyes blinked, then both eyebrows swooped, focusing on the vision of who the intruder was. “Eca?”
“Yes, let's have lunch?”
Long live. Just thought the guy was coming. I got up right away and we both walked together out of the company park to the corporate cafe located on the 3rd floor.
He said, this cafe has food that is famous for good at affordable prices in the bag. Eca along the way tells a lot about people who use the services of managers. I only respond with laughter or sometimes with a cough.
Ting
The sound of the elevator door opened, sending several feet of people stepping into the cafe whose seats were almost full. This is really lunch hour.
“Eca, rich restaurant under deserted or delivery only.” My desperate proposal.
But Eca shook her head and sent a message to someone and her hand pulled me until we both stopped at the table near the cashier.
The table contained two men.
“Gue sit here ya bro!” Eca's permission and then I sat in front of a man who was like no taste for our arrival.
He who is none other than Alshaf, is eating with the manager.
“What message do you guys have?” Ask Zaki.
I didn't answer because I said I would eat with the food that Eca ordered.
“Lo with me just order with yuk!” Zaki has not yet responded to her but Eca has already dragged him to the place to order food. Well, so we both left behind –aku and Alshaf.
I honestly hate being silenced by people, not knowing what my mistakes are. And a Nada has no sense of prestige to express what he feels.
So, I steadily tapped the table until I shifted Alshaf's gaze that was focused on her phone towards me.
“Gue is wrong what is the same lo, until lo keep the distance gini?” Accuse me directly without making small talk.
He was silent for a moment. With eyeballs that wander to the right and left. Counted 5 seconds until he was able to stare back at me. “This is what you want, right? Related like a songwriter and artist?”
“Iya .. but after what you've done to me. I don't feel rich anymore. I thought, we could be friends.”
“Now I no longer need temen heck,” Arrogantnya.
Ck, want me to make that cool ass face of Alshaf! I don't know because I'm sensitive. When he heard his words made me suddenly have high blood. “Okay! Tell Eca I'm not going to lunch.” Sinisku then got up from there.
Stupid, I just want to go back to my room. Stabilize these uncontrollable emotions.
“Nad, Nada,” call someone behind me I don't mind. “Stop first!” His tone of call now rose by several octaves.
Until the moment I was about to step into the elevator door that fortunately was already open, someone held my arm. Which then, makes me turn around and able to know who someone is.
He didn't say it right away, but looked behind me. “Close the elevator, he won't go up.” After his words, Alshaf Moeroto posted all his attention just for me. Just for the Tone. The gaze that used to see me indifferent is now back again to the gaze of Alshaf, the man I once met because of the car swap. Alshaf who always hugged me when there was trouble, and Alshaf who nosy make me upset half to death. Warm and full of love.
He said nothing but immediately pulled me into the comfortable embrace I missed. Forgetting that we were in a public place, forgetting that he was a singer known to many, and I immediately forgot the feeling that was once there for Zafa also did not care about what happened later, and I immediately forgot, for I also returned his embrace very tightly.
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