MUSE
S5 ~ RONY

S5 MUSE

EPISODE 5'S

S5 \~ RONY

\~ Bella flinched back as my hand touched her fingers, without hesitation I clasped her hand tightly. Like not letting him get away from me.\~

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LUCAS POV

I was silent for a moment, still fixated on the row of letters written on the bill. Bella's home address, I read it over and over again, but my mind floated on something else.

What happened to the girl's past?

Why is she crying in front of a stranger just because he calls her Ella?

Why does she look confused and sad?

Then the money? Who took it?

I quickly got up, got into the car and rushed to the address written on the piece of shabby paper.

Shown again his face that was crying softly and also his smile that was so beautiful.

Hah, that girl is really scary! She had managed to enchant me with her charm, making me so curious of her.

I want to know more and know him.

I want to know about his life that looks so bitter.

In fact, I wonder what other expression that her pretty face can offer.

It did not take long, only fifteen minutes from the cafe, it turns out that his house is not too far from my home. I observed the house, simple, far from fancy. The paint has been peeling a lot, and the fence trellis is bent. Garage and patio lights do not light up, only lights from inside the house that light up.

BRAKK!!!

There was a sound of impact accompanied by loud noises and rough claps. It seems like the residents of the house are fighting over something. I approached so I could hear the conversation more clearly. Sayup-sayup sounds sobs Bella and dirty words come out of her mother's mouth.

I snorted bitterly at myself, I shouldn't have asked for the money back so Bella didn't have to fight with her mother.

I regretted until the second I heard that her mother told Bella to sell herself. Is it crazy that he told his own son to sell himself?

I was so riled up, wanting to break down the door and rush in. But who am I?? The one with her mom will even report me to the police for forced entry. Bella's gonna be really surprised to see me here anyway. Followed secretly.

BRAK!!

A woman in long jeans with a black tank top and an outer leather jacket came out. He slammed the door of his house hard. I couldn't see her face, but at first glance she looked pretty enough for a woman her age.

I got back in the car, it seemed like there was nothing I could do right now. The intervening quarrel between Bella and her mother was definitely none of my business and I couldn't just interfere.

Before I could start the car, Bella got out of her house. His face was as chaotic as if he had cried. His nose looks red because of the rub. There's a forgotten mark on the temple. Bella was still wearing the same clothes as earlier, not changing clothes. He walked slowly down the sidewalk. I got out of the car and walked behind him.

Bella walks into a minimarket, buys a cup of noodles and eats them alone on a park bench. I stood far behind him. Observing him in silence. Continuing to look at her sad face, the whole life she had experienced until eating just looked so sad.

Bella gets up while eating her instant noodles. Occasionally he wiped away the tears that were coming down.

Oh, Bella, what exactly happened to you? I want to run and hold you right now. Whispering beautiful words that can take away all your burdens.

But, will you allow me to do all that??

I finally decided to call him.

“Ha—halo,” sapanya.

“Why do you have a voice? You're crying?” I asked as I walked closer to him.

“Not really,” Bella argued, why still interrupt her sadness?

“Did anyone hurt you?”

“No,” answer

“Are you okay, Ella?” I walked closer to him.

“I-iya, I'm fine.”

“I know you're not okay.” I was standing right behind her, Bella's eyes widened, we were staring, as if talking to each other through the eyes. Implying curiosity in each of our minds.

“Lu—Lucas ...,” Og Bella.

Well, right, I wonder if there's anything bad that's making him sad like this?

And, surely Bella also wants to know why I'm here? Standing in front of him while looking at his face with pity.

“Bella,” call me.

“How can you be here? And since when?”

“Since you got home from the cafe, I've been following you.” I confess I followed him.

“So you also heard everything?” Bella shut her mouth.

“Yes, sorry, I'm just curious about your life. I accidentally heard it.”

“Why are you curious about my life?” Bella got up, retreated a few langakah backwards, she looked so scared of me.

“I don't know why I'm following you, Ella? Why am I so curious about you?” I approached her, until it was right in front of Bella.

“Why am I so sick when I see you cry?” I ventured to hold her hand.

Bella snorted back as my hand touched her fingers, without hesitation I clasped her hand tightly. I don't seem willing to let his hand slip from me.

“Looks like I've fallen in love with you, Ella.”

— MUSE S5 —

AUTHOR POV

Fransisca entered a bar in the suburbs. The bar was not big and not full of hustle and bustle. Only soft flowing jazz music accompanies his solitude along with a small bottle of vodka.

Cigarette smoke billowing from her lips is very red because of the lipstick polish. Occasionally the fransisca swallows the vodkan while hissing slowly because it tastes the strong aroma of alcohol.

Fransisca has absolutely no intention of selling herself tonight. Her resentment and anger towards Bella made her mood break.

Fransisca buried her head in the elbow bend as the pheasant feeling began to come.

“Self?” The voice of a man made the woman raise her head.

“Do not get acquainted!” Fransisca downed the brownish liquid back in her glass, her gaze straight. Not a single glance at the man.

“My name is Rony. I've been watching you since, like you're alone and as frustrated as I am.” The middle-aged man turned his body around to face Fransisca.

“Sok knows,” kikih the woman, he looked meek towards the man in his almost 50s. Even though he was old, in fact his face still looks handsome and attractive in the eyes of Fransisca.

“Why are you frustrated?” he ordered the same drink.

“I had a fight with my daughter.”

“Ah, children's problems. I am also the same, my son does not want to continue the business that I started so far and instead chose to become a financial consultant. Begging on people, play money with small nominal.” Rony snorted violently as he told about the child's rebellion.

“Sounds like you're a rich man?” Fransiska supported her head with her palm and looked fixedly at Rony.

The old man also looked towards Fransisca, the beautiful face of this woman was able to make a Ronny fixated. Rony swallowed his saliva while loosening his tie.

“How old are you?” Rony asked back.

“37 this year, you?”

“49 of the year.”

“Ah, should I call you Big Brother or maybe even Uncle?” fashion Fransisca while giggling.

“Call names only, although our age is far away but it seems we can familiarize ourselves with each other.” Rony raised his glass.

“OK, Rony, my name is Fransisca, you can call me, Sisca.” Fransisca raised her glass. The clanking sounds were heard as they did the introductory tos.

The two of them spoke at length while occasionally laughing together. Rony tells about his life, he has a beautiful wife named Katerina, but Katerina is sickly, she is getting weaker after giving birth to their child. So Rony only had one son.

“What's his name? He must be so handsome like his father?” Fransisca Smile.

“Name Lucas,” replied Rony.

“Good name.”

“You yourself how? Why did a woman like you come out last night? Where's your husband?” Rony seems to be curious about Fransisca's life.

“My husband is long dead. I only live alone with my beautiful daughter.” Fransisca re-lighted a cigarette, “you want?”

“Bby, it's been a long time I don't smoke.”

“Only small menthol cigarettes, not too taste.” Fransisca lit a fire for Rony.

“You seem so good at facing a man.” Rony smiled as he blew his cigarette smoke aside.

“True, that's my job. Aren't you disgusted with me?” Fransisca smokes her cigarette and blows it on Rony's face.

“There is no reason for me to feel disgusted at a woman as beautiful as you.” Rony looked at Fransisca's face, making a reddish tinge adorning Fransisca's cheekbones.

Fransisca threw her face away, she chugged back the vodka, choosing to calm her heart that was pounding incoherently. Though there have been many men who seduce him for the best price to spend one night with him. But why was he so pounding this time just because of a sentence? Which is not even necessarily a sincere remark.

“Master, Mistress called.” Suddenly a man of Fransisca's age approached Rony, giving his cell phone to the man.

“Alright, let's go home.” Rony hurried to put out his cigarette and got up.

“Away home?” ask Fransisca.

“Yes, let me pay for the drink.” Rony waved at the bar attendant and pulled out a limitless card that kept Fransisca's eyes from blinking.

“Thank you.”

“This is my business card. Call me if you need anything.” Rony gave Fransisca his card, as if this man was expecting the same thing that was in Francisca's heart.

Well, they want to get to know each other better. Although their brief chatter only revolves around common things without any seduction, but in fact can imprint in the hearts of both. Fransisca, who has never had a man's attention, and Rony, who has long lost his wife's love. They secretly sympathized with each other in their hearts.

“Good. See you around, Rony. Greetings to your wife and child.” Fransisca Lamba.

“OK. Bye, Sisca.”

Fransisca kept staring at the old man's back until it disappeared. He read the business card in his hand. His mouth opened in disbelief. The man is Rony, the owner of a large group engaged in property and housing.

This man must be very rich, Fransisca thought in her heart.

I had to approach her, who knew my life could change? Fransisca smiled, her mood improving.

— MUSE S5 —

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