MUSE
S5 ~ DISAPPEAR

S5 MUSE

EPISODE 3

S5 \~ DISAPPEARED

\~ It seems that I should thank God for giving me the opportunity to look at her beautiful face for longer.\~

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BELLA POVS

Kofett ...!

The school sign bell rang, I hurried to put all the books back in the bag. Didn't forget I turned on the online courier service application account. I wish Klein would call me to give me a job.

“Woi, Bell!!” tasya's greeting made me almost throw the phone out of shock.

“Yeah, good thing it didn't fall, Sya!” tukasku. My best friend this one makes hangers, where the installment of the phone is still 3 months away just paid off.

“Sory, Bell. I'm too excited to tell you something.” Tasya took out a leaflet from inside her bag.

“This thing, Sya?” I saw a blue-dominated flyer in Tasya's hand. There is a sports match image sponsored by a body ion replacement drink.

“Craftsmanship, Next week so SPG isotonic drink at GR University. Want no?”

“How much is the salary?” I asked back, I should know the nominal fee before leaving my main job as a delivery courier. If it were not bigger, I would not accept it.

“50 thousand per hour, ntar still can be incentivized if successful sales of more than 500 bottles.” Tasya explained the contents of the vacancy blosur of a famous isotonic beverage brand.

“How many hours do we work?”

“4-6 hours, lumayankan 200-300 thousands.” Tasya put the blosur back in.

I must have considered Tasya's proposal, quite well anyway, besides I only managed to collect 100-200 thousand only while working as a courier between goods.

“Bby, Sya. Register to where?” my many.

“I daftarain deh. I also want to follow.” Tasya patted my shoulder.

“Oke, Yes. Call ya,” my door.

“Sip, sip. Are you going to work, Bel?”

“Iya, nih, want to change clothes first,” I replied.

“Be careful, Bel.”

“Sory, I first yes, Sya, I have peed from earlier.” I rushed to leave Tasya, the desire to urinate had begun to be unbearable, asking for distribution or surely I would wet my pants. Aw, fuck?!

“Toilet girls again in netiin!” shouts Tasya.

“Pake toilet boy!!” My yelling.

The hours of school have passed since, at least the boys' students have gone home.

I ran at the end of the corridor, where the school toilet was located. Toilet boys face to face with the toilet girls are locked because they are in the cleaning stage.

Hope there is no one! I can't stand running up to the toilet upstairs. Hope in my heart.

I rushed in, walked quickly to grab one of the toilet cubicles. Not even a few steps, my eyes were immediately fixed on the figure of a man who was hating in the urinal. Spontaneously I immediately covered my face.

“WAA!!” his yell. I glanced from between my fingers, at first glance I could still see his face that was met with red in shame.

“Ma—maaf .. I don't see kok!” I still covered my face with a fist and ran into the toilet room. Releasing the desire to pee that is no longer bearable.

Finally relieved ....

Huh!!! Where's the tissue??

Is that true?? His knife time is over?!

My eyes immediately widened when I did not find the soft paper roll in the tissue.

“Uumm ... hey, are you still there?” I hesitated, there is nothing I can ask for help other than the guy.

“Why?” ask from outside.

“The knife's gone, can you get me a tissue from the toilet next door? Please ...?” I asked her for help.

“This!” Suddenly a roll of tissue was thrown from above the toilet door.

“Thank you.”

“Sama-sama. Next time don't go into the guys' toilet!” said it.

“I also had to know, the girls toilet is being cleaned,” I replied while changing clothes in the room.

“Come home, Brother! Daddy is waiting.” Suddenly the voice of another girl was heard calling this guy from outside the bathroom door.

“OK, Gabby, big brother wash hands first,” replied the guy before finally getting out of the toilet.

I finished my uniform with a comfortable t-shirt. I rushed to the parking lot after wearing a jacket, a hat, and a mask. I turned on the motor, darting away to the address indicated by the application. Just now there is an incoming request, delivering birthday cakes to nearby housing.

My old matic motor breezed nimbly on the densely crawling streets, sometimes I accidentally went into small alleys to avoid congestion or shorten the mileage. During the trip I got some entry notifications. There were already two queues coming at me to deliver their goods.

“Thank you Brother!” said the little boy who looks happy when he receives his birthday cake.

“Sama-sama.”

My smile grew, I became more and more eager to make money today. I turn the motor gas deeper so that the motor goes faster. In the hot afternoon breeze I could only hope that the results I got today were enough to meet my school fees.

For sure the result will feel so sweet when I work with a carefree heart and also thank him.

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I was resting by the side of the road. Sitting on the teared while gulping down a bottle of mineral water, draining it in an instant. The heat of the air exhausted me and almost died of thirst. Though it was almost afternoon, but the sky still looks blue, and the sun still reigns haughtily in space.

Ting ...!

The sound of the cell phone caught my attention.

LUCAS:

Make, Ella?

Oh, that guy called me again, reminded me of a promise we made last night. I smiled when I saw my name appear in his chat. Why, yeah, am I being weird? I can even smile to myself just because she calls me Ella?

BELL:

So, Mister.

I'm one hour away from work.

LUCAS:

Okay, Ella.

I'll be waiting for you.

I got up and started the engine again. Cross to the other side of the street to go to the last destination. I turned off the app, just dropped off the package, then tidied myself up before heading to the Palette cafe.

I took the time to take the money out of my savings. I have to return 9 million 9 hundred thousand excess tips given by Lucas.

“Where?” I ransacked all the contents of my wallet, even into my bag.

The long queue forced me to get out of the ATM machine. I took a few deep breaths, trying to stay calm. I can transfer the money via mobile banking, just ask Lucas the account number, right?!

Without a doubt I got back on my bike and drove quickly to the Palette Cafe.

— MUSE S5 —

LUCAS POV

One-star Ratting didn't make him call me. At that time I thought he would get angry and send me a swear message. Well, isn't it easier to make people remember us?

My wish was so, but in fact the little girl didn't even contact me.

I'm not out of sense, how about money? Isn't there a woman who doesn't like money?

A smile immediately fell sweetly over my face as I read her reply. Finally this girl got stuck too, she called me. But it turned out that the response was different to what I was thinking, she asked if I really gave her that many tips? Well, it turns out this girl is very honest and innocent. I guess he'll call me because he's interested in how much money I have.

“What to answer, yes?” muttered.

I finally forced him to return the money in cash so I could meet him again. Fortunately, the girl agreed without asking much.

And this afternoon, we had promised to meet at the cafe where we first met yesterday.

“Welcome to Palette cafe!” the waiters shouted as I entered.

I look for the existence of that beautiful girl. A beautiful girl whose face shadow won't disappear from my mind all night. The beautiful girl who made me sleep was not good because she wanted the night to change by day so I could go to see her soon.

I smiled when I found him sitting, still wearing a pink o-neck shirt that looked a little grungy and also a white baseball cap. His long hair was tied back. The girl just sat down while observing the street from where she was holding her chin. Only a glass of cold water accompanied him waiting for my arrival.

Why didn't he order something? Does he not like coffee? Isn't there another menu like chocolate or tea?

“Hai, Ella. Been a while?” My question breaks his daydream. He smiled clumsily and lowered his head in greeting.

“Not long, Mr.”

“You only order water?” many wonder.

“Free, other drinks are very expensive.”

“Ah, so.” I nodded, apparently not because I didn't like coffee, he just didn't have the money to pay for it. Ah, Poor Ella, when her face is very beautiful and charming.

Hmm, what if he has money, huh? Don't have money just as beautiful as this, what else if you are struggling with treasure? Of course, her beauty will be very prominent, it will certainly be a lot of men who want her attention.

Well, I don't know why I'm not willing?!

I ordered two caramel lattes, one for her and one for me. Bella initially refused, but finally accepted it as my apology.

“Master will I transfer the money, sorry my debit card is left behind, so can not take cash.” Bella pulled the phone out of the backpack, I could still glance a little into her bag, there was a uniform.

“You're still in school? High School boy? Why work?” many wonder.

This girl is really a kid. Geez I feel weird for falling in love with a little kid. Our age seemed to be 8 years old, I felt old when faced with it.

“Ah, for extra school fees.”

“Your parents didn't give you money?”

“Papa died when I was a child, Mr.” His eyes were glazed over, it seemed like I was bringing back the severed memories of his life.

“Sorry,” lirihku.

“This is his order.” The waiter delivered two tall glasses containing lattes. Saved me out of this awkward conversation.

“Drink, sweet taste can make you feel better, Ella.” I put the glass in front of him.

Bella lowered her face, it turned out that a circle of tears came out from her round eyes. I was confused, not knowing how. It turned out that instead of surviving, our conversation felt increasingly awkward. What else are all the other customers looking at me with blasphemous looks. I didn't mean to make her cry.

“Please don't cry, Ella.”

“Hiks ..!” His cries grew louder.

“Sorry, Ella!”

“Huwa ..!” She was crying harder.

I sniffed, why did she even cry more when I called her name?

Bella wiped her tears and rushed to drink all the liquid in the glass. Crying makes him thirsty. After she calmed down, Bella lifted her face.

Oh my God, what else is this ordeal? Why was she so beautiful when her face was messed up? Her sensual face grew even more attractive as a reddish hue appeared to fill her cheekbones? Her sensual lips twitched softly. Makes me imagine and want to rub in her lips at this moment.

“Sorry, forgive me.” Bella looked at me with her eyes still open.

I don't know what happened in his past? Why would she be so sad just because I called her Ella?

“It's better?”

“Huum.” Nodding slowly.

“Alright, drink first.”

“Master, please account number. I have to go home soon to prepare dinner.” Bella rushed straight to the destination we were meeting at this time.

“Alright, alright.” I realized there was no reason to hold him. I opened my phone and typed the numbers on her screen, then sent Bella a row of numbers.

“That's the number.”

“Wait a minute, Sir. I'll send you the money.” Bella looked serious while observing the phone screen.

I supported my head with my palm, watching her face look beautiful even though she was serious. However, his face suddenly changed, pale, and stiffened. His eyes were opened so wide, his hands spontaneously closed his mouth that was opened in shock.

“No, impossible,” down.

I raised my head, trying to understand the situation.

“What's up?”

“Sa—saldo accounts ...”

“Why?”

“The money disappeared, Mr.” Bella shows the balance in her account, only five hundred thousand left.

“Sorry, Sir. Sorry, I really don't wear it. Sa—i ..” Bella was at a loss for words due to being too panicked and confused.

“Sorry, Sir. I'm confused, sorry!” In a panic Bella gulped down the ice water in front of her. Trying to hold back emotions, anger, confusion, shame, and also disappointment that blend into one.

Bella's hand trembled violently again as she clasped the glass, the tremor proving that she wasn't lying. He was scared, and confused.

“Then how?” my many. Bella's eyes were fixed on me, still with the same look, scared and also confused.

It seems that I should thank God for giving me the opportunity to look at her beautiful face for longer. The opportunity to spend more time with him. Provides an opportunity to be able to feel the smell of the sun longer than behind his slum t-shirt.

“You want to pay by what means?” I whispered near his ear.

— MUSE S5 —

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