MUSE
JULIUS BINTORO
MUSE
EPISODE 6
JULIUS BINTORO
\~It feels like my camera lens will never quite capture the beauty of this masterpiece by God.\~
Tyrannical...
The sound of a waker clock makes me wake up, the clock still shows at 1 am. I set it up in the middle of the night. With a little laziness, I raised my hand to turn off the clock. The sound was very disturbing, Darren's taste was too ugly in choosing items.
“OK, let's get ready,” my murmur.
I took a towel and rushed to take a shower. Bathing is the best way to wake up my tired and sleepy body. After taking a bath I took some tomatoes and devoured them, not forgetting the low fat milk I used to drink right out of the box.
After I was full I took all my equipment. Camera check, lens check, battery backup check, tripod mini check. Okay let's rock!
My name is Julius Bintoro, a young businessman with a brilliant achievement. I'm only 28 hlo, young, cool, and talented. Everyone thinks I'm perfect, so I always show them my perfection. Sometimes tired also to appear always perfect, but over time become a habit.
I was the only son of a distinguished family, my father was rich enough to give me capital. But make no mistake, all I have is my own sweat.
I took my leather jacket and my favorite motorcycle key. I walked towards the garage, passed some of my collectible sports cars and finally arrived at the motor ka***ki H2 that I just bought. Darren my housekeeper is waiting for me with a racing helmet in his hand.
“Thx, Darren.”
“U're welcome, Sir.”
“Mari adventure, darling.” I kissed my favorite bike before I left the house.
The night air felt so cold and the streets were so quiet, it was really suitable for speeding and having fun with my bike.
I stopped my bike at the foot of the mountain, and left it at a climbing post. After making sure everything is okay and complete equipment I began to explore the climbing jaur.
This is a hobby that not many people know about. I am a photographer with a name pen. In cyberspace I was so active showing off all my photos. Starting from the scenery, animals, plants, etc. But I am a nature lover, I love photos of nature. In cyberspace also my name as a photographer is quite famous hlo.
After being satisfied to snap some noctunal animals I wait for sun rise at the foot of the mountain. The orange color that is so beautiful poking out of the other hemisphere always looks dazzling to the eye.
“Yes, Lord, the beauty of your creation,” I feel like my camera lens will never quite capture the beauty of this masterpiece by God.
—MUSE—
(Credit to owner)
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“Morning, Sir, breakfast is ready.” Darren knocked on my bedroom door.
My head still felt heavy as I got out of the bed, making me slightly dazed to the right.
“I want to go back to bed,” lamented.
“Master became a seminar speaker today.” Darren reminded.
“Ah, yes. I forgot. Yes, I've had a shower and come down.” I patted Darren's shoulder a few times before going into the bathroom.
“What clothes should I prepare, Sir?” ask before leaving me.
“That's important not pajamas.”
Tik tik.. over breakfast I tinker pad to make some captions before this beautiful pict-pict I upload to medsos. Lately pint**s and Ins***ram have become the most popular media. Once satisfied with the caption I click the upload and yes button.. Not long ago there were hundreds of likes, I was talented.
I giggled and smiled to myself, making Darren smile.
“There's a good thing, Mister?”
“Huum. Like like like,” my smile to her.
Well because of my busyness in the office I have increasingly rarely done this hobby of mine. So how else? I was so happy when I had the chance to do it.
“You saved my girlfriend well, yes,” I asked Darren before leaving for Royal Green University.
“Siap, Mr.”
(Love 1 \= camera, lover 2 \= motor)
I filled the seminar today well, for me sharing knowledge is an opportunity to repay the goodness of God. He gave me brains and abilities, and good results in my work.I have to repay God's kindness through sharing with others. Sharing money will not make them successful, but by sharing knowledge people will still have bait to find fish.
“Thank you, Mr.” said a seminar committee.
“Same. Glad to be invited as a speaker.”
“Our honor, Sir. You want to come.”
“Iya.”
“You got coffee first, Sir?” tanyanya friendly.
“Sory, I'm in a hurry, there's work in the office that I have to finish.” I declined his invitation and rushed out of the hall.
I went down some stairs to the employee-only motor park. I deliberately parked my motorbike in a quiet place so that no pranksters ride it or take pictures with it. Do not let this lover into my duos abrasions in the hands of irresponsible people.
But it turned out that things did not match my expectations, I saw my bike fall right in front of my eyes. My lover... shit..why the heck do you girls use nyandar-nyandar all?
“Hey... What did you do to my bike?” angry seruku.
“Ma.sorry I did not accidentally.” he replied softly, his hands are still open, his eyes like myopic.
“This is my beloved motor, I just bought it.” I replied with a high tone. Honestly, who is not angry if his favorite item is hurt?
“I'm really sorry, I really didn't mean it. I will definitely replace the damage.” He bowed his head, looking scared of me.
“Have I had to hurry.” I glanced at the clock in my hand, I was almost too late for a meeting.
“Wait! This is my phone. I'll pay for the loss.” The girl handed me a piece of paper.
I looked at him for a moment before receiving the paper from him. It turned out that he was very white, his whole body was white, his hair, eyebrows, until his eyelashes were white. At first glance I could see her Violet-colored eyeballs, a very rare eye color.
I put the paper in my pants pocket and hurried away.
—MUSE—
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“Capek once.” I was struggling in my work chair.
Today was really bad, my bike was badly scratched and had to go into the workshop. For the next few days I can't ride my girlfriend.
“This is your juice, Mr.” Darren placed a long glass with a green liquid inside.
I use kale juice in one drink. It doesn't taste as bad as the stinging smell.
“Thx, Darren.”
“Sama-sama, Mr.”
Darren left me alone in the study. I opened my laptop to look through my social media accounts.
Skroll..
Comment comment..
Saxxxi: good, really good with his work.
Djxxxxxy: very good..
Lonxxxxrl: donk min exhibition.
Katxxxx89: selling bleach clothes and face.
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“Exhibition, exhibition sounds interesting. Did I make an exhibition, huh?” I muttered, my hands are still fun scrolling the mouse and lowering the screen.
I reached into the bag of pants to pick up the phone and found a piece of paper with a row of numbers.
“Hmm.. girl number earlier, yes?” I looked back on my meeting with the white girl.
“Isengin ah,” quickly my finger typed chat for him.
Julius:
Hii.
I had the motor
He said you wanted to take responsibility.
“The reason is very long.” I was getting tired of waiting for a reply when suddenly a chat came in.
Lenna:
Hi too.
Sorry earlier.
Your motorbike is expensive.
How much does betulin cost?
Oh it turns out this girl also knows that my lover is an expensive item.
Julius:
Whatis yourname?
A student?
A major?
Lenna:
Yes student
Business Majors.
My pocket money is not much
In the cicil can?
“Dicil? You think bank plecit,” shouts amused.
“Bohongin ah, exciting as it is.”
Julius:
The cost is not expensive
Just 50 million.
You can get paid in another way.
Lenna:
50 million?
What way, Om?
“Eh fucking call 'OM' again!” my aspersion.
Julius:
Body pack
How do you want to not?
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There is no balesan.
Ah bodo very, even though I just want to be a model because it is unique and interesting.
Exercise first before taking a shower.
—MUSE—
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