MUSE
S2 ~ MY NAME IS KALILA

S2 MUSE

EPISODE 34

S2 \~ MY NAME IS KALILA

\~I stood in the rain bed only to wish the rain would wipe out all these stains.\~

The brightness of lightning was seen glowing in the dark sky. A dense cloud covered the night sky, with no moon and stars in sight. Only the light of street lights shone on my footsteps.

The night wind is blowing very cold tonight. The rain fell, cold and wet, covering the surface of my skin. I don't know how long I've been pensive like this, standing among the rain that kept dancing as it fell on the ground. I stood in the rain just to wish all the rain would remove all these stains.

Have you ever felt that your life was so empty?

Have you ever felt that losing was so painful?

Have you ever felt that love was never on your side?

My sadness..

My stupidity..

My senses...

I'm hina..

I'm dirty and stained..

What am I doing this for?

For what?

— MUSE —

(Two months ago.. Before the incident with Arvin.)

My name is Kalila, 17 years old. Kalila in Arabic means beloved, beloved, beloved. Perhaps it was the prayer of my parents that I would always be loved and loved by many. I'm a shy girl, but I'm good at keeping feelings and strong. I love to do something meaningful in life and am very loving to children. That's why I always wanted to be a kindergarten teacher.

I had just enjoyed the good times of High School when Angga, the upperclassman and captain of the school basketball team, declared his love for me. I already liked him from 1st grade, and now he welcomes my feelings. We both have feelings, we both have hearts, we both have stories. I really love her. His good looking face and great way of speaking always make me smile happily.

We always shared our feelings and stories together. She used to sing me a love song when we were together. He looks handsome and so cool while holding his guitar. Not that he doesn't look handsome when playing basketball. But I really like his figure when playing music.

Sleeping or leaning against his wide back as he plays music makes my heart calm, comfortable, and peaceful. Her sweet voice always managed to anesthetize me into another dimension. Maybe this dimension is what people call the word LOVE.

— MUSE S2 —

Triyingg 🎶

The sound of my phone woke me up. I glanced at the clock, still at 1 am. Who called me at night this late?

I lazily moved, lifting my phone. Still trying to collect the remains of my soul flying in the dreamland as soon as possible.

“With Isman's family? This is from the hospital...”.

I still couldn't digest it, the phone from the hospital confused me. They said my mom and Dad were in a coma in the ICU because the car that Papa was driving in had an accident on the highway tonight.

They must be confused..

They must be wrong..

They must be lying..

Before going to bed, Mom and Dad called me. They're going home tonight. Papa and Mama just went to take care of business needs with colleagues outside the city. They promised to return home safely, promising to take me to school after they got there in the morning.

Yep.. They must be lying...

A moment later my body collapsed, I cried..

Wh why??

What the hell is going on??

What am I supposed to do???

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Once again my tears flowed, falling unbearably. Moisturizing my whole face. I could only bow down, crying in the arms of Angga. Angga who accompanied me to the hospital that night. He calms me.

“Drink darling.” Angga offers a bottle of mineral water.

“Thanks.”

I took a slow sip, then came back crying. I cried in the groove of his shoulder. Why am I so weak now? I could only cry until I forgot to pray to the owner of life.

— MUSE S2 —

It's been almost a month since Papa and Mama went into a coma. The hospital fees piled up very high and were unachievable to me. I've given all my parents' savings, as well as my savings. Now home is the only asset I have. I don't want to have to bail it out to the bank.

Without a second thought I asked uncle's help, Papa's only brother. I don't have a ID yet, just kids. Where maybe the bank will accept the land letter as collateral when I give it.

But apparently..

again I experienced the bitterness of life. The uncle I knew so well was cruelly running away the only money that could extend the lives of my two parents.

The irony once when money could make the blood relationship so thick to be as thin as water, flowing meaningless.

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“Kalila.. Kalila..” My daydreams are crumbling as Melody wiggles my body.

“Hey, Mel,” my cow. I'm not excited to answer his call. We used to fight a lot because Melody also liked Angga. I don't know what wind he called me, which I must be lazy to respond to.

“You need money right?” whispered Melody.

“Iya, why? Any money that can come down from the sky?” I joke, but there is a solution to my problem.

“Hey, where is. But if the money is easy there.” Melody slipped a business card.

“What is this? Who?” I'm getting interested.

“Agent, you can get a lot of money through him. Guaranteed all secrets are safe. Names, addresses, personal data can all be manipulated.” Melody patted my shoulder again.

“Emang what do we do?” tanyaku wonder, gini day there is a job that is easy to get money.

“Sexx.” Melody whispers to me shuddering in fear. I glanced, looking at his face angry.

“Hei!! You think I'm a cute girl.?!” I shouted, Melody instantly stuffed my mouth with her palm.

“Hey, if you don't want yes uda. No need to nyolot.” Melody looks so bad.

“Please!!” I pulled his hand away.

“Beautiful guy, body okay, white, smooth, anyways you're still girls? The price must be expensive. When again? But it's up to you anyway. Think on it well. I'm not maksa.” Melody slipped the business card into my uniform pocket.

Now I know where all the luxuries that cling to his body came from.

I took a long breath.

No. gabe..

I can't do it...

— MUSE S2 —

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