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S2 MUSE

EPISODE 41

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\~I did miss him, remembering him made my heart ache, remembering him made my pulse throb quickly. \~

This morning I went to the office with a huffed heart, I was angry, I was furious. My mood is completely ruined today. How not? The two game designers I hired made a big mistake. They draw characters similar to the next game. Making a note of the demands on ‘pelagiat karya’ nestled on my work desk.

“Bjakk!!” I was about to throw a smart tablet at the two of them but I made him miss and stare at the wall. The electronic device immediately broke and scattered.

Aleina instantly closed her eyes, perhaps she was also afraid of my current emotions.

“I'm sorry, sir,” their apologies don't make my emotions subside.

“What's the demands, Na?” I asked Aleina, the woman standing next to my desk immediately rushed to open the case file in her hands.

“1 billion if we do not immediately withdraw the character from the game, and 200 million if the character is withdrawn from the game.” Aleina thrust their demands on me.

Actually I'm not questioning the nominal compensation money on that company. But shame when you're considered a bully makes me angry. I built this company from Enol, from the start I myself who raved the character. My always perfectionist nature doesn't allow me to do anything wrong. And now, those two lowly men are desecrating him, tarnishing my reputation and my company.

“You guys out!! I don't want to see you guys in this company again tomorrow!!”

“But, Sir. We..”

“OUT!!!” my yelling.

“Ba—baik, Mister,” they both got up and got out of my study. I can see their shoulders are constantly flexed. But how else, I can't let a creative person work in a creative industry like this.

“Who passed the character, Na?”

“Manager planning, Sir,” Aleina replied.

“Fired him too!”

“Good, Mr.”

I got up and looked out the window of the office building. Glance at the big billboards with ads of online RPG games newly developed by my company. The game was on the rise, but it was confused by the two damn cec*nguk. Arg. I want to feel like I killed them both.

“Aleina, buy a game company that sues us, make sabotage so that their stock value drops.” may sound cruel, but that's business. I just need to spark a little fire at the company and he'll give up on me. How dare a small company challenge me?

“Good, I will contact Noah.” manager

Noah is a person in the development of the program and also the web working circuit. His expertise in computer programs and as a hacker has never been doubted. I'm lucky to have Noah on my team.

“And look for a new designer as a planning manager. This time choose correctly.!”

“Good, Mr.”

I have been focusing on my mind for a long time. I'm trying to control my emotions right now. It's been a few days my emotions are out of control, probably because I can't let go of my stress lately.

“Master, you have an appointment with doctor Kim.” Aleina approached me, making me refocus on her.

“OK. I'll be there.”

“You want me to call a driver to set you up? You look tired, Mr.” asked Aleina.

“I'll drive myself, Na.” I pulled out the car keys and walked towards the exit.

I never went to a mental doctor at the driver's office, they could tell I had a mental disorder. They will also wonder, what kind of mental disorder is it that damages my soul?

— MUSE S2 —

“Siang, Mr. Arvin.” greet an old man as I enter the check room.

He's doctor Kim, the psychologist who's been with me for the last two years. His face looked very simple, like there was never any emotion in his life. It is like a Buddha. What's more coupled with the appearance of his hair that began to bald. And his ears are a little longer than any other human. Sometimes I think that it's possible that Doctor Kim is a reincarnation of the Buddha.

“Siang, doc,” my reply back.

“Sit, Sir. Today the scent of greentea and jasmin.” doctor Kim turned on the aromatherapy candle on the side of the patient chair lounge. I followed his instructions to sit on the recliner.

Doctor Kim began wearing his glasses, round glasses with chains as necklaces. Old age may make him often forget where he put the glasses, so the chain makes it easier when it comes to removing the glasses.

Her hands were busy flicking open my medical records when I last saw her. It seemed like he was trying to recall what our conversation was the last time.

“Hmm... sadistic and masochistic.” his nod understood.

I leaned back casually on the recliner. The surface of the chair made of velvet makes the feeling a little comfortable. Plus also the soft fragrance of aromatherapy that smells concentrated, ah. I can fall asleep because of it.

“So, do you still do it?” finally the question and answer session began.

Honestly, I don't really like this session. It felt like someone was on trial to confess all his sins.

“Still.”

“What did you do to torture those women?”

“Cuffs, whips, cigarette embroidery, slap, maki cachet, insults, bites. Much, doc. Do I have to explain one by one?” I'm confused, it's different women in different ways.

“There are regrets while doing?”

“No.”

“Two days ago.”

“What do you do?”

“Just whip her, also cut her hair.” I replied quickly.

“She cried?”

“No, the payment is quite expensive to withstand crying.”

“Are you satisfied when he doesn't cry?”

“Hmm.. satisfied as he feels pain.”

“They know who you are?”

“No, I closed all the eyes of the woman who made love to me.”

“Good. I will prescribe a testosterone hormone suppressant.”

“Again??!” tanyaku riled, the drug only suppresses my nafsuku only. But not to heal my soul.

“Master. You must be able to control yourself first before you can control your soul.” the speech makes sense, humans are indeed composed of body, soul, and spirit.

“I want to heal, doc. Not just taking drugs that suppress my nafsuku!” I cried a little, again the emotions began to affect my common sense.

“Mr Arvin. Have you ever thought about those women? When you torture them, is there any pity in your heart.”

“No.. except one person..” I remembered the figure of the girl, the nameless girl who stunned me with her charm.

“Who?”

“I don't know his name, Doc.”

“Do you really not torture him?”

“Betul, I don't have the heart to do it. I literally had sex with him without torturing or hurting him.”

“And you are satisfied?”

“Betul.”

“Then have you ever looked for it?”

“Enter.”

“Then?”

“Never find it again,” my long helpline

“Honey, he might be your key to healing. Your feelings for him may be deeper than what you realize.” The doctor nodded.

“Do you think I'm in love with her?”

“Can be.”

“I have only met him twice.” I deny my feelings.

“95% men love women on their physique and fall in love at first sight.”

I was silent for a moment, am I really in love with her? Can the girl really help me heal? If it's true that I have such deep feelings for her, it could be the answer to the emotional feelings that are making me sick these days.

I did miss him, remembering him made my heart ache, remembering him made my pulse throb quickly. Like there's a sense of tightness that can't be expressed.

Maybe my recent bursting temperament is because I miss it. Unchanneled longings make me fucked up. Makes my emotions unstable.

I glanced at the tongue of fire that was swaying slowly on the wick of the candle. The more I see it, the more I remember what happened two years ago. I've been looking for him here and there. But I can't find him either.

“Where are you, baby?”

— MUSE S2 —

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