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S2 MUSE

EPISODE 52

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\~ Her forehead fused with my forehead. I haven't felt his breath so close. \~

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The sound of bells accompanied Arvin's departure. I could only snort when I saw his broad back drifting away.

I feel so strange about how I feel about her. Usually people will slap or push a foreign man who suddenly hugs him. As for me, it even took his embrace for granted. What's wrong with me? Is my heart still beating for him?

I looked at the portrait of a faceless man stuck to the wall. It's Arvin. The devil and the angel that God sent to me. The devil who took my holiness and the angel who gave all this to me. Without it I would have been under a bridge, probably moving from one bed to another.

“Why are you so hard to draw?” I took off the picture portrait. Maybe I'm going crazy, monologuing with a picture.

I took out a charcoal pencil and drawing paper from inside the desk drawer. I began to scratch the pencil softly on the drawing paper. No, I still can't draw his face. I still can't complete the picture of the man.

“Why? I saw him back?!” I rub the rough drawing paper until it is torn.

“Sorry, I still can't complete you.” I snorted while hugging that faceless image. Maybe it is true, Arvin will forever only be an imperfect Muse.

The heartache scared me, shut me down, made me forget.

— MUSE S2 —

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“Ken, milk do not make toys. In drinking a real darling.” I scolded Keano. She threw her milk bottle, and Keano seemed to miss her mother.

“You miss your Mama, Ken? Mami too,” I said, Keano may not understand, but I still invite him to talk.

“Boss.. Today I'm off. I can be full time until night.” suddenly Caca hoarse voice surprised me.

“Ih, make a shock,” seruku latah.

“Keanoo...” call Caca length.

“Baa. baa. ndaaaa au.” Keano hid behind my feet, he avoided inviting Caca.

“Evil!! Beware you little monster.aunty bite later.” seductive Caca, he tickles Keano's stomach.

I carried Keano who was crying from amusement. Caca seems to have been content to tease this little creature.

“OK, let's pray before opening shop.” I gather my spirit back.

Even though he couldn't sleep last night because he thought about himself. The day goes on and we still have to be passionate about serving buyers. Caca prayed, we prayed according to each other's beliefs.

“Spirit!!” I'm a high five with Caca.

Soon some customers started arriving. The cafe is always crowded at 8 before leaving for the office, then 12 at lunch time, and 4 pm at work. The rest is more relaxed and I can take care of Keano.

“Thank you,” I said before returning to make coffee.

I'm not very good at being a barista. My knowledge of coffee is still very shallow. But I love the times when the coffee sari granules drip during the brewing process. I love the strong aroma of coffee but it feels so light. I also like the latte art moments perfectly drawn on each of those spirit-boosting cups. Make a smile on the customer's face when served.

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“Welcome to Palette cafe,” my broom when the bells go back.

“Kalila..” say hello Arvin, ah, it's back. His call that seemed spoiled made me bow and slowly. I'm shy.

Arvin snuck in and sat down in front of me.

“If you want to order queue first, Sis,” I'm a bit upset with his behavior as he pleased himself.

“Duh, judges?! Where did that sweet girl go last night?” Arvin said.

OMG, why would he tease me like that in front of Caca.

“Stay, you have to wait in line to order a drink,” I replied while biting my lips because of anxiety. Arvin got up and lined up to order a latte.

“Ca, give me free,” I whispered to Caca who is guarding the cash register.

“Yup.”

“You pesen what, Om?” caca's words amused me, spontaneously I sniggered.

“Does my face look so old to you?” decak Arvin is upset.

“Hehe.. sorry, what message would you like, Brother?” Caca repeated the question.

“Pandan latte, extra shot.”

“Ice?”

“Ice, less sugar, yes,” the door.

“OK.”

“How much?”

“Free, boss the suru.”

“Thanks.”

Arvin came back and asked me, “where is that faceless male picture?”

“Oh, I took it off. I want to try to redraw it,” I replied.

“Ah, so, you're good at drawing it turns out.” the praise is too excessive.

“Hobby only. This, Kak.” I handed him a glass of latte.

“Thanks.”

I smiled to answer her gratitude. It was almost 5pm and the cafe was still very crowded. I started to lose. What's more Keano is getting active and keeps tailing under my feet.

“Can I help you?” Arvin offered himself.

“Ah.., can you take care of Keano for a moment, Brother?” I left Keano to him, just for a minute. I'll close the cafe early.

“A—what??” Arvin stutters while receiving Keano. She must have never cared for a baby before.

“Please, Brother. Just sec. Invite him to play in the room.” I put my palm in front of my chest. Arriving at him.

“This turns out you mean bribed me just now.” Arvin surrendered and accepted my request to keep Keano.

Arvin carried Keano into the room, I was a little worried but tried to believe it.

“Boss, who? Very handsome.” asked Caca suddenly from behind.

“Ih..said do not make a surprise!” with reflexes I held my chest.

“What are you guys doing tonight, boss?” ask Caca again, I think this is a super kid curious about my relationship with Arvin.

“Ngot doing.” I was busy preparing the order.

“I guess, she likes the same, boss, hlo.”

“Little boy knows what?” I chuckle.

“Emang boss is not a child? We're the age of kales!!” caca protest. Ah, he's right, we're only 1 year apart.

“Why?” I asked to respond to his chatter, but my view still focused on weighing the composition of the comparison between coffee and milk.

“Soalah already handsome, tajir again. Boss see his car no.. saucy!” Caca pointed towards the parking area.

“Ow.. so the fool the other day he.” I shook my head as I saw a bright orange sports car parked in front of the cafe.

“Ck ck ck... curious oath!” decak Caca was upset because I never told him.

“Already, let's get back to work! Next time I tell you,” I answer while hitting Caca's ass slowly.

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I've cleared it all up with Caca. Our hard work today paid off with a lot of rupiah that filled the cash register drawer.

“This is your bonus. Thanks, yes, Ca.” I gave some blue money to Caca.

“Same-sama, Boss. Go home first, yes.” said Caca.

“Cautious.”

I closed the outside door and immediately went in to see Arvin. It's been two hours I left it with Keano. I hope they're both okay.

“Kak...,” my handkerchief is down, the light is still off. No sound, it looks like they're both asleep.

I watched Arvin's face fall asleep. It turned out that the guy I knew was scary back then could have such a sweet face when he fell asleep. Ah, if this is how she really is an angel. More precisely the devil who incarnates as an angel.

I sat by the bed, and accidentally woke Arvin up, “thank you, yeah. Already keeping Keano.”

“I can't take care of him as well as you.” Arvin got up and sat down next to me.

“I'm also not very good at keeping Keano.”

“But you can definitely be a good Mama.”

“Yah, hopefully.”

“Do you want to try it? Mem..,” the question starts ngaco.

“Don't think of anything!” as I was, Arvin giggled at my answer.

“I can't imagine what it's like to be a Papa.” he murmured.

“Being a parent is the instinct of all living things, Sister. You don't have to be afraid when you imagine it.” I said.

The atmosphere became awkward. I don't know what to ask myself? We haven't seen each other in a long time, and in my memory, this guy doesn't talk much.

“Why didn't you slap or kick me last night, Kalila?”

“I don't know myself either, Brother.”

“Do you have the same taste as me?”

“Do Not Ge-er.” I laughed, hiding my shame.

“Then why?

I can't answer that. Because even now I still ask myself.

I looked back at the picture I took last night. I realized that our world was different. I can't even remember his face in the scratch of my hand. I failed to complete it.

“You saw that picture, Brother?”

“Iya, what's with that picture?”

“I have hundreds of the same pictures, although the poses are different, but they are all the same. They don't have a face.” I'm knocking my knee.

“Oh.., then?”

“That's you, Brother.” I looked at him.

“You mean?”

“Whatever I try to remember you, I can never remember you, sister. Remembering your face.”

“Kalila?”

“You are an imperfect Muse in every scratch of my hand, Brother,” somehow my heart hurts so much.

“...” Arvin was silent.

“Even though I have a taste for you, in fact it can never complete the image of you in my heart.”

“You mean you can never love me?”

“Iya, Brother. Our world is different.”

“Kalila.!”

“Tree, Brother. The pain was so deep,” my tears were dripping, my heart was hurting so much.

“Kalila. Don't do this, I know I was wrong. I should have looked for you long ago.”

“We are not destined to be together.” I squirm, trying to break away.

“No, I'll complete it. I'll be the perfect Muse for you. I love you, Kalila!”

His forehead is fused with my forehead. I haven't felt his breath so close. The smell of her perfume drugged me, drawing me into her heart-stirring charm.

“I love you!” ogre.

Those words pamper my ears. Makes me want to cry happy and sad.

Is her feeling real to me?

A moment later her lips stuck to mine. Wet and warm, making a smooth swish on my stomach.

The sweet taste I miss...

The sweet taste I crave...

“Kalila.., I want you.” whispered..

“Kak Arvin..”

Arvin's hand was still holding my body, locking my waist to erode the distance between us.

I unconsciously accepted her kiss...

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