MUSE
AMANDA

MUSE

EPISODE 9

AMANDA

\~I was angry with my helplessness, I was angry with myself, angry with the feeling I was still expecting.\~

It was quite a tiring day, I collected the trash from inside the cafe and threw it outside. I saw outside the window Amanda looked at me with her red, pushy eyes.

“Alex.” call it down.

I knew something had happened between her and her husband. Her red eyes indicate she is crying.

I put the trash bag in the dump and walked over to it.

“Come,” hugs, that's all I can give to calm him down. I know there can be no love between us. But my heart still hurts when I see her cry.

After crying for a while in my arms, Amanda began to look calm. I rubbed her soft cheeks to remove the remaining tears that were still attached.

“You want to drink coffee?” my many.

Amanda just took a slow roll, she turned it down.

“You want to tell me something?” ask again.

This time he nodded.

“Alright, another hour my shiff is done, wait for me in the apartment, I will be home soon.” this time Amanda looks at me and smiles sweetly.

I drove her to the car park and opened the door for her. He smiled again and hinted me to stop worrying.

“Drill with care.”

“See you.”

I stood there and saw his car drive away. Why am I still stupid to expect him to look at me?

After cleaning up the trash I went back into the cafe through the back door. Wash some of the screw gear and rush to change my uniform with clean clothes.

“Away home?” tanya Elois, one of my co-workers at the cafe.

“Huum,” my nod.

“Eh was looking for you, table 14.” Elois closed his locker and left me.

Who's looking for me? I went out to see who was sitting at table no 14. Turns out Lenna, she's with a guy. It seems that their conversation is quite serious. I decided to go back inside and not say hi to Lenna.

—MUSE—

I opened the door to my apartment, Amanda hasn't been here for a week because I'm busy working part-time and going to college. And now, once he came, he came in tears. Right now I feel like I'm just a trash can for him. I don't know why I hate or am angry. I am thankful that I can still be with him. Even though I can't love her like I used to at least I can still look at her and hug her up close.

“You're better?”

Amanda answered him with a slow nod.

“I shower first, it feels so sultry.” I threw the bag and took off my shirt to take a shower.

I flushed all over my body and head, lingering a little under the shower to cool my head. Soon Amanda will pour out the contents of her day, this way at least I will not feel too hot and hurt.

“Alex you're not done yet?” amanda's voice surprised me.

“But.”

“I'm coming.” Amanda caught me in the bathroom.

I stretched out my hand to reach her hand so as not to slip.

“You're so impatient?”

“You know my time is not much.” smile.

I kissed and pulverized Amanda's tiny lips, sometimes shower droplets came down and mixed with our saliva while kissing. I pinned Amanda on the bathroom wall, now that my kiss is down to her neck and chest.

“Agh.ah.” sigh after sigh sounds loud in my ear.

I twisted Amanda's body and grabbed her from behind.

“Aching.” Amanda grimacing.

I saw bruises on her smooth back, red, blue, purple adorning her white skin.

“How could he possibly be that rich?” it hurts my heart to see the wounds all over Amanda's body.

Amanda just kept quiet and didn't answer.

I kissed Amanda's back, kissed every bruise and wound she got from that. If I had the right to be angry, if I had the right to beat him.

“Hei.” Amanda gasped in shock as I carried her.

“We continue on the bed only, you're cold.”

I broke Amanda down and gave her some friendly fondling again.

“Argh.” Amanda groaned a little loudly as I started attacking her.

“Why didn't you divorce her?” ask me on the sidelines of our game.

“I love him.” Amanda was crying again.

“Then do you love me?”

Amanda was silent, only moans and slow sighs came out of her mouth.

Criating..

The sound of the phone shocked us, Amanda looked at me for a moment, as if asking for permission to pick it up.

I nodded and snorted.

“Yes, it's okay. Okay, baby, I'll be home soon. Yes, I am not angry. I'm sorryin.Love u too.” Amanda smiled and put her phone back.

“You want to continue?” my many.

“Of course.” Amanda's answer sounds more cheerful, it seems she has made up with her husband.

His improved mood made our game become more passionate. Sometimes I ask, did she imagine her husband's face while having sex with me?

After reaching the climax I pulled myself away and moved away from him, went back into the bathroom to clean myself up and wiped away the remaining water.

10 Minutes I locked myself in the bathroom, my heart was hurting and torn to shreds. Once again I made it clear to myself that there is nothing special in our relationship, no love, only lust as a fulfillment of biological needs and mutual benefit.

Amanda left the apartment when I came out of the bathroom. I saw some money lying on the nightstand.

“Damn it!!” I threw the money in the air.

I looked at the money scattered on the floor with disgust and anger. I was angry with my helplessness, I was angry with myself, angry with the feeling I was still expecting. The money she brought was given to her husband.

“Ah.fucking.” I lay myself on a bed that was still a little damp.

“If only I had more money, would he look at me?”

I patted my stupid wishful thinking and tried to sleep. But my eyes rejected it, I was still awake.

Finally I decided to flip through my phone screen, chat, social, online shop everything I visited. Until I finally stopped at some photos in the gallery, Lenna photos with some works during the exhibition yesterday. I forgot to share the picture yesterday.

“Oh yes, he was looking for me, who was he with? The guy looks very handsome.”

Finally I sent photo2 through chat and typed some short text.

Alex:

Lenna:

Haven't.

What was?

Ask what else? From that moment on, the answer was short?

Alex:

Who was that

Accompany you at the cafe?

How am I even talking about other guys anyway?!

Lenna:

Julius, my papa colleague

Not intentionally met.

How about yourself?

Together with a girl

Your boyfriend?

Ciye..

Turns out she knew I was with Amanda..

Alex:

Oh he is

Just a cousin

Coincidentally meet.

Lenna:

Your cousin is so pretty.

Alex:

Still pretty you.

Little am I teased ah, his expression must be funny. This kid is so innocent.

Lenna:

You lied

I'm disabled

Hah, again inferior and humble.

Alex:

Your imperfectness

Which makes you perfect.

Lenna:

I'm moved.

Thanks though.><

Alex:

Go sleep.

Nite

Lenna:

Nite Lex's.

I kept my phone under my pillow. Trying to fall back asleep.

—MUSE—

I was still sleepy when I entered the class. The closer I got to the practice exam, the more painting I had to paint.

Lately Amanda hasn't called me. Her relationship with that jerk guy may be starting to improve. I don't know between being sad or sad.

“Have it, forget it it's none of my business.” I dismissed the thoughts of Amanda haunting me.

“Woi, think what the hell is dreaming on?” gia's voice, my classmate. He's the type of artist who says Lenna, kuel, gimbal, ear piercing a dozen, t-shirts, jeans rapped, and carry paper tubes everywhere, fortunately he's not bauk. If it bauk maybe Lenna got a value of 100.

“No, tired aja.”

“Weight ya college while working?”

“Not too coke, Bro.”

“Means girl trouble.”

“Can be,” I reply slowly.

“Oh yes, it's a task for realis painting test.” Gia gave me a photocopy leaflet

“What painting?”

“Portion of human looks.”

“Enterprise.”

“Iya.. children on want joint venture rental model, ngut ga?” bargained for.

“Pake rental model all?” I grunt in wonder.

“Yes yes, time from photo less gregetlah.”

“Only you want to paint naked girls with greget all.”

“Iya it's the concept.” Gia smiled, her eyebrows moving up and down.

“Ngaco ah's. Where can concentrate if in front of you naked girls. Not that the work of the task at hand even ngerjain people.” ledekku.

“Hahahah.benar also.”

“I do not follow ah, besides I also do work, ntar hours collision.” reject me.

“OK, Bro. Call if you change your mind.”

“OK ready.”

Gia left me in class.

“Picture of a human? Model huh? Who is it?” I'm scratching my head.

Only two people have beauty in my eyes, the beautiful and charming Amanda, and the white, innocent, and always eye-catching Lenna.