MUSE
S5 ~ BEAUTIFUL COURIER
S5 MUSE
EPISODE 2
S5 \~ BEAUTIFUL COURIER
\~ Unknowingly, that handsome man has etched his name in my heart. Makes me want to meet him again. Makes me want to hear him say my name with his lips.\~
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LUCAS POV
So how do I meet him? Meet Bella and how can I bond so deeply with that woman?
Our story happened five years ago. I just got back from my study abroad. I have not been as I am today, well established and flourishing treasure. I'm still a broker and also a regular financial advisor. Turn, monitor, and fold small investment funds from people who entrust their finances to me. Luckily my father is a man who is quite rich and respected, so it is not difficult to find clients with the frills of the father's name behind me.
I still remember it, it rained down hard that day, spewing water from the sky to wet the earth. The streets look quiet, the bikers choose to pull over the bike, although there are some who are desperate because they wear raincoats. Heavy rain forced everyone to stop their travel activities.
The smell of coffee is thick, I am currently sitting in a cafe in the city of S, the name is Pallet cafe. You are no stranger to this cafe. Unique cafe with soft pastel colors on the interior. Girls really impact, but indeed the coffee here is very delicious, the bread is also delicious. I am quite comfortable lingering here while working to observe the movement of the stock market.
G*SEND:
As per Address?
LUCAS:
Is correct.
The lights are starting to light up, the afternoon sign is coming soon. I had to meet with the client this afternoon, but I forgot about the important documents that had to be signed. So I asked for an online courier delivery service to send the documents from my home.
I waited patiently, occasionally playing my fingers on the table. Tapping them in turns, forming a rhythm. I kept glancing out the window waiting for the courier to come. It has been almost 15 minutes, but there has been no sign of his arrival, even though my house is not far from the cafe.
I looked at the window. The water grains attached to the glass window look dripping and mixed with other small grains. Gobble it until it becomes a larger grain and eventually melt away.
Krincing Kling .... 🎶
“Welcome to Palette cafe!” shouted an officer. But the person who goes into the cafe wiggles his hand as a code if he is not coming as a buyer. Looks like he was the courier who delivered my parcel.
“Sorry, but please take off the helmet, the water is dripping and wetting the floor!” pinta the cafe waiter kindly, she nodded in understanding.
The courier took off his helmet, his black hair and curls swaying as he slipped out of the helmet cage. Slowly the courier put his helmet near the umbrella storage.
My eyes were fixed as he looked at her face, it turned out that she was a girl. A very beautiful little girl. His face is oval and has a sensual impression that is very interesting. His nose was a little wide but pointed, his eyebrows were thick and his eyes were very seductive. The most prominent one was her lips which were so sensual and voluptuous.
“Excuse me, Sir. By G*send. Here's documents. Sorry long ago, I had to stop to wear a raincoat because the rain was so heavy.” The girl stood next to me, giving me a brown map wrapped tightly in a black plastic bag.
“How old are you?” I asked, this girl looks so young for the size of a rough worker.
“Ya?” he asked back, maybe astonished why I asked something quite personal.
“Ah, I was just wondering why a little kid can be a courier?” my toilet gave me an excuse.
“I'm not a child, Sir! I was 17 years old last month.”
“Oh, okay. Thank you, yes.”
“Consider, Sir. Please rate the five stars, yes!” her door.
“Sure,” replied.
The girl smiled again after hearing my answer. He was about to pass away after completing his task of sending the goods. But there was a discrepancy from me knowing he was just going to leave. Wh why?
“Wait!”
“Ya?” Confused face.
“What's your name?”
His eyebrows fused to hear my question. Perhaps astonishment because it must have been me, the one who asked about personal matters to a delivery courier.
“There is an app, Mr.” Nod him politely before he actually steps away.
I got up and followed her out of the cafe, but the girl had darted away riding on her old matic scooter.
Why is her face so attractive? Thought.
I went back inside, checked the documents he delivered. Nothing wet or scuffed. He even wrapped it in plastic to keep it from getting wet.
I rushed to open an online courier service application on my smart phone. Glance at a glance at the row of alphabetic letters that make up his name.
Belaciaquin, I said in my heart.
Her name was very unique and beautiful, as beautiful as her face. Without feeling the shadow of his face had been recorded in my mind. The shadow that will overshadow each night with longing and a sense of wanting to have.
Can I see him again?
Hm .... Whynot? Pleased smile.
— MUSE S5 —
BELLA POVS
UGH ...!
Bad and shitty day. How not?! I rushed to deliver the documents as quickly as possible, but the rain stopped my bike. I had to give up the plastic that wrapped my school uniform to wrap the documents. I let my school uniform get wet so that it doesn't get wet!
Then after the struggle through the rain and the cold wind, what did I receive???
One star!!
How could that guy give me a one star?! He promised to give me five stars!
Goddamnit! Did he change his mind just because I didn't answer his question? After I was very surprised, why did he ask the name of a courier? Is he a striped-nose guy??
I exhaled a rough breath and rushed into the bathroom. Cleanse yourself from sweat and also a sense of fatigue that whack after working all day.
My name is Belaciaquin, a strange but beautiful name. I really like my name, because papa gave it to me. Papa always calls me Ella, she says that call sounds really cute. My friends and mother called me Bella.
Bella is taken from the word “Belle” French which means beautiful. I'm beautiful, everyone never doesn't praise me. Unfortunately my life is not as good as my face. My life is far from perfect.
Born to a simple family, mom knows papa, falls in love, gets married, lives a simple life because papa is just a private employee. Everything is fine until a work accident occurs. Papa left us both to live a life of struggle, he left a considerable credit debt. There are home loans, vehicle loans, and also electronic prebots.
Mama was depressed and fell into an alcohol cradle, eventually becoming a liquor addict. Mama's life is getting out of control, she chose to work in night clubs, become a woman pouring drinks to satisfy the lust of striped men. Thanks to her beauty, she never lacked guests who needed her services. Even though she has become a mother, her beauty has not faded. She gave birth to me when she was 20, so she's only 37 now.
However, the name of illegal money forever remains illegal money, will never be able to survive and make you full. Mama always runs out of money, pays off debt installments, pays for her dress-up needs, pays the hospital to maintain her beauty, and many other things. Mama just gave me a monthly ration to eat, the rest I had to find extra myself. I'm looking for my own school fees.
I remember when my mom came home in the morning, I was going to school. I was preparing breakfast for the two of us. My mother came home drunk.
“You just quit school, Ella! Help Mama work!” he said in a drunken state.
“Mama, relax, Ma!!” I carry his body that smells of alcohol and cigarettes.
“I'm not drunk my beautiful son!! I can still walk on my own!” Staggering as she walked up to the bed, she fell on the edge of the bed before crawling up.
“Na .. na .. na.” The smile of love came out from her lips that were polished so red, even though it looked happy yet I knew very well that her current feelings were deeply hurt.
“Mama, this is warm water. Drink first let the pengarannya disappear.” I gave her a glass of water, but she brushed it off, the water spilled and soaked my body, soaking my uniform.
“This child!! Mama is not drunk!!” Mama grabbed my hair, making me grimace in pain because of it.
“Ach ...! My pain, Ma!” I asked for mercy.
“You still want to go to school??! It says no school!! Just work! Find a lot of money! Make what school, waste money, end up being a regular employee!” Mama took off her grip so violently that it made my body hit the floor.
“Hiks ...”
“Search rich men! Live with treasure!! Or sell yourself there! You are beautiful must be very expensive!” Mama fancied, I'm sure her words must have been messed up by the cradle of alcohol. I'm sure Mama didn't seriously tell me to be like her.
My tears melted hearing the words coming out of my own mama's mouth.
I slowly got up to help her back down, take off her heels and the outer she was wearing. Mama didn't fight back, she fell asleep as soon as I finished taking off her dirty clothes.
I shed my tears, saw him in the pressures of life and also fell in sin making my heart ache. But what can I do? I'm just a kid, there's nothing I can do for him.
TING ...!
Past flashbacks popped out of my mind as soon as I heard the notification sound on the phone lit up.
“Feelings I've turned off my work hours.” I turned off the shower, hurriedly wrapped around the towel and came out of the bathroom.
I checked my phone, today I have collected enough rupiah for school fees, so I turned off the application and wanted to focus on studying. I was afraid there was more work when I found out there was an incoming notification, the only time I had not completely turned off my working hours application.
My eyes widened, widened in shock, my mouth immediately propped up when I saw the report on the application. I'm sneaking in disbelief.
The tips!!
Someone gave me tips, he gave me tips of 10 million?! How could? Didn't he give me a one star? Why are the tips so many?!
This guy is so weird! Whatwant?
I tried to look back at the notification note, who knows I miscalculated the enol number behind the first number.
“One, two, ..., seven, wow!! Daebak!!” I still half in disbelief. I kept my eyes open trying to wake myself up if this wasn't a dream. I looked back at my phone screen, looking at the face and also the name on the app.
Lucas, so his name is Lucas.His face is very handsome. Ah, but what if it turns out that he just typed too much and teased the numbers?
Finally I tried to send a short message to that person. Fortunately, there's a number on the app that can help me track her whereabouts.
BELL:
My master was a courier
Is it true you give
my 10 million tips?
I pray in my heart, may there be a miracle if he really gives me 10 million tips.
Shortly afterwards the man replied to my chat.
LUCAS:
Ah, I pushed the zeros too much. It should be only 100 grand.
I lowered my shoulders disappointed, it turned out that it was true that he had simply misstated the numbers.
BELL:
Oh so.
I'll transfer back tomorrow, sir.
Can I have a no rek?
LUCAS:
How about you
Reversing the money directly?
BELL:
Wh why?
Strange, why meet? Is not the era is modern, ATM machines are scattered everywhere.
LUCAS:
Because you are very honest, miss.
If others would not
Refunded money.
They'll pretend to be stupid, for sure,
because it is
error from the client.
I'd like to thank you for returning my money.
I was silent yet could reply to his chat.
LUCAS:
Just wanted to thank you.
How about a cup of coffee?
BELL:
No need to thank you, sir.
LUCAS:
Please don't be rejected.
I also want to apologize
due to wrong and
give you one star.
Ah, it turns out that he also gave a wrong review! Huh ... annoying, handsome how can not read carefully?! Yes, never mind, let's just say he's atoning for my sharply declining ratting ministry.
BELL:
Not a big thing, sir.
All right I'll return it
Money tomorrow.
LUCAS:
That cafe?
BELL:
Alright.
The same clock?
LUCAS:
Ella Anytime.
Deg, my heart felt muddled as I read his chat calling my name familiarly. A nickname that has not been heard in my ears for a long time. Papa's nickname against me. I was full, my eyes glazed over as I read the chat over and over again. I miss that greeting, miss someone calling me by that name. The greeting that made my heart warm and felt filled with sweet memories.
Unknowingly, that handsome man had scratched his name inside my heart. Makes me want to meet him again. Makes me want to hear him say my name with his lips.
— MUSE S5 —
It turns out that Lucas is a sneaky...
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