MUSE
S2 ~ BIRTHDAY

S2 MUSE

EPISODE 37

S2 \~ BIRTHDAY

\~ I can't describe beauty in her looks and body. \~

A week later...

It didn't feel like a week has passed, today I have a birthday.

Happy sweet seveneen, Kalila!

That's something I'm supposed to listen to all day. But no one really remembers it.

There's no congratulations..

There are no candles..

There's no cake..

There's no prize..

There's no smile..

There are hospital bills that continue to swell. The figure is almost a hundred million.

Photos posted by agent Melody are also still perched on the blog. But true Melody said, no one was interested if the picture was too plain. No one bought me for a high price.

I myself still do not want to accept their offer because the money is not in accordance with the nominal cost of the current hospital bill. Not without reason I refuse. I just want to do it once. So naive, huh? As if I was arrogant, judging myself too highly. Though the name pe**cur, yes, still pe**cur. Want to be paid a billion still the title of your woman**han.

— MUSE S2 —

Triiin.. 🎶

Fine:

Kalila Happy Bday.

I'm leaving, yeah.

DEG...

DEG...

DEG...

An ordinary chat from Angga could shake my heart up like this. The leaflet in my heart was still so burning for him. Oh God.., why was it that when I almost let go of everything he came back? Don't you know how much my heart hurts when I think about it?

I closed my eyes, trying to hold back the emotions piled up in my heart. I want to reply to his chat, I want to say goodbye that I did not have time to say.

I wanted to tell her I still love her.

But my hands doubt..

My heart is not ready..

Afraid of returning..

It's a feeling it's tormenting me so much, it's tight, and it sucks. The bitter taste made me nauseous. I hate myself. I hate my situation.

— MUSE S2 —

“Kalila.. Kalila.” Melody shook my sleeping body on the waiting chair.

“Hey, Mel,” my broom, I'm still gathering my consciousness.

“Ih.. I can't turn out to sleep here! Not afraid of catching wind?” Melody clucked. I didn't heed incoming calls from my phone and chose to sleep.

“Why, Mel?” my many.

“At last anyone would like this. 100 million. How's it? Take, no?”

“Hah?? Really?” Surprised, some gave me that kind of money for one night.

“Iya. Want no?”

“Iya deh want,” answered me instantly, I no longer care about my current situation. What matters is that my debt is paid off.

“OK, I'll call mommy first. You better shower, dress up, and leave.”

“My book runs out. Just a school uniform. Just wear this, yeah?”

Sure enough, I haven't been home for a week. My clothes are thinning, there is a uniform that I plan to wear tomorrow to take the class report.

Melody looked at me in amazement, where there were women who served customers with T-shirts that had been in use all day.

“La, wear uniform. Mild than the smell.”

“Yah.. uniform time anyway?” my protest.

“Pake my jacket, La. Cover the uniform.” Melody took off her blue hoodie jacket.

“Pocket! He's been waiting almost two hours because you didn't pick up the phone!” melody's nagging made me immediately move out of the waiting chair.

“But, Mel?” I still refuse, I have to wear school uniforms.

“Udah, usually also uniform even make halu guys ba**ngan it.” push Melody.

After breathing out I went into the bathroom. Just cleaning myself up and squeezing my pale lips. There's no doubt at all. I've already thrown everything away.

My future..

My pride..

My love..

Well, let's just say this hundred million dollar gift from God for my birthday.

Happy Bitter Seventeen Hotel, Kalila.

I said to the image of myself reflected beautifully on the mirror of the sink.

People say a girl will become an adult when she's 17. Every girl will celebrate her 17th birthday with a lavish birthday party. Even to compete with other peers. Compete to hold the best and grandest party.

And I'm really going to be a grown-up girl right now. How not? I'm gonna spend the first night with a striped-nose guy whose face and name I don't know. On my 17th birthday.

“How therapeutic!!” I cried, then laughed to myself.

— MUSE S2 —

The rain dripped slowly and long ago turned even more intense. The road was immediately quiet because the motorcyclist began to pull over. They wear raincoats to keep their clothes from getting wet.

I strolled down the sidewalk of the highway, heading to the hotel where the man was staying. Melody gave me a fare for a taxi, but I chose to walk. I'm a fool, I keep buying time so I don't see the guy soon.

I raised the hood of the hoody jacket and ran small. The rain started to rain down on my body. The cold wind penetrated into the bone.

“Excuse me,” my reply to the officer at the front desk receptionist.

“Ya, can I help you?” greet the young lady gently.

I kept quiet without a word and just showed me the number of rooms I wanted to go to.

“Ah, Mr. Arvin is waiting for you. Here's his room card. Suit room no 1405.” a gold-colored card was proffered to me. I took it and ran as fast as I could into the elevator.

My heart was pounding, my hands were shaking. I have also set my heart and my body. But it still feels pretty scary. I don't know what kind of man awaits me there.

Clik..

The door opened as I attached the card to the sensor handle. I stepped in slowly. There was no answer when I knocked on the door or when I came in to greet him.

Silent...

“Where is he?!” batinku. Why is the room empty?

I went deeper again. My eyes kept on watching every corner of the room. A living room and pantry greeted me, next to the sofa there was a connecting hole with a frame of frame of merbau wood. The dark frame directly connects the living room with the bedroom. The interior of the room looks minimalist but luxurious.

I walked lightly, trying not to make a sound. The pungent smell of ylang ylang flowers tickled as I passed through the bathroom. The owner of this room is taking a shower.

My clothes are a little wet and I'm cold. Ac in the room is installed with a temperature below normal of course. I sat down and hugged my knees at the very end of the bed. Trying to get warmth from my body.

I still wonder to myself, how could I be here? Sitting in this place, even quietly and without regret. Is it true that my conscience is dying and my heart is starting to get hard?

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I was still unaware of the man's presence as the cold made me tremble. My clothes are wet and I feel sticky.

“Ehem..” dehemannya suddenly made me look surprised. The man was already standing, leaning against the door frame, watching me closely.

The first thing I did was look at his face, I was astonished, I never thought this guy was so handsome. I guess the men who like that snack are ugly and old men.

But she I don't know, I can't describe beauty in her look and body. I'm fascinated by him...

A moment later I was in his arms.

— MUSE S2 —

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Maacihs..

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