Transmigration
Chapter 13

"Ck, a great race," Gerutu Alesya when seeing the condition of the mall that is so crowded by visitors. Maybe because it's Sunday, so many use it to shop or just take a walk.

Maya giggles at Alesya's grunts and she looks up at the girl beside her who is putting on a sour look. "C'mon Al, spirit dong. We planned this one week ago."

Alesya gave a rude snort, indirectly agreeing to what Maya said. "So where are we going?"

Tapping her index finger on her chin, Maya looked around thinking about where they should go. "Emmm, what if-" Maya jerks when her eyes make contact with Alesya, "how do we see first, window shopping?" Maya Spare, quickly fixed her words and smiled stiffly.

"okay." Alesya gripped Maya's hand and pulled her around. She's glad Maya doesn't use that alien language anymore. Indeed he should have asked - threatening - Maya from the past.

'Mama Alesya is very scary.'

After about an hour of touring, looking around, they finally stopped at a bag shop at Maya's request. Once inside, Alesya was immediately treated by bags lined up neatly in the storefront or placed on the table.

Alesya snorted in disbelief at Maya who let her in just leaving her in front of the store entrance. Exhaling a tired breath, Alesya went into the store and took a look around ignoring Maya who was in her own world.

"Al."

Looking towards the source of the voice, Alesya who was looking around raised her eyebrows, giving Maya a questioning look.

"Where?" Maya asked, showing a small saddle bag type dark green.

Alesya's feet slowly stepped towards Maya. His eyes looked at the bag closely, then looked at Maya. "What do you buy bags for?"

Maya frowned, not understanding why Alesya asked that, "Make stuff?" Said doubtful.

Alesya folded her hands together in front of her chest, "Just nyimpen stuff?" Alesya who invites questions from Maya.

"Yes, why Al."

"What the hell. Who knows if you want to protect yourself. So buy the hard material, let once hit k.o." She was bright and got a flat look from Maya.

"Al-"

"Ok, ok I'm just kidding, taken seriously really." Alesya immediately interrupted Maya's remarks, then turned her attention to the bag display case and her gaze fell on the ivory-white Hobo bag.

"Now, I recommend this one," he said handed the bag to Maya. Tilting her head, Maya stared at Alesya's astonishment.

"Not only does it look attractive, the bag is strong and also durable to fit a lot of things," he said, ignoring the look of admiration emitted from Maya's eyes.

"Wow Al, I didn't know you knew so much about bags (Wow Al, I don't know you know a lot about bags)" Praise Maya, but Maya soon covered her mouth with both hands when she realized she was speaking in English. He looked at Alesya who was also looking at him sharply. Maya gulps her saliva, she runs towards the cashier, once again leaving Alesya.

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The clink of the bell rang loudly but softly at the same time as Maya opened the door. He spread his gaze around the cafe which was quite quiet, there were only a few visitors. Contrast with a very crowded mall. A smile was engraved on the face of the girl who had the ponytail hairstyle as her net caught the familiar figure sitting at the back table by the window.

His feet stepped towards the figure that was sitting back to the direction he was coming from. Maya takes a seat and notices if the person sitting in front of her is unaware of her arrival. The figure continued to look out the window, but his eyes looked empty. "Alesya," Call her slow.

That figure, Alesya slightly jerked as her name was called. Alesya glanced at Maya who called out to her, she lowered her hand which she had used since earlier which was used as her headstool. "When's the champagne?"

"Just now."

The violin music playing in the cafe filled the silence between the two. Very calm, and peaceful too. This cafe is indeed very suitable to find peace among the hustle and bustle of life.

"What do you want to order, brother?"

Both Maya and Alesya turned to the maid who broke the silence.

"Ice Blend Strawberry Javachip is one, same Croffle is one." Message Maya after viewing menu list.

"That's it?" Ask the service again after writing Maya's order.

Maya shook her head and smiled at the waiter, "That's all."

Then the servant turned his attention to Alesya, and asked Alesya to speak.

The waiter re-wrote the order, "Please wait a minute" said the waiter and left.

"Al, you have a problem, you can tell me."

Alesya who was drinking her drink looked up, looking at Maya who was also looking at her.

Maya notices Alesya who is speechless, not replying to her words. 'The 'gaze again' inwardly as he looked at Alesya's silent eyes. Highlight the eyes he also saw when he took Alesya to the bookstore after buying a bag. Alesya refused his invitation and chose to wait at the cafe located at the end of the mall.

"So, what book did you buy?"

'So she doesn't want a story?' Sighing deeply, Maya looked at Alesya skeptically. Unbelieving Alesya had even changed the topic. But what can he do if the person concerned I do not open my mouth. If forced, it becomes uncomfortable.

"It's just a few novels," Maya's answer, looked at the paper bag beside her chair. The two went back to silence, for some reason Maya felt the atmosphere become awkward. By noon, they were both fine.

Honestly, Maya is curious about the relationship between Alesya and the bookstore. His head was filled with questions. But he held it.

"This is the order."The same waiter returned with their order.

"Thank you." Maya smiles at the waiter as she thanks him and is taken in by the waiter in return.

The table was back in silence, both of them choosing to shut up and enjoy their orders. Let the typing sound from the keyboard of other visitors' laptops and also the sound of the violin that accompanies their eating activities in the afternoon.

"Total everything xxx.xxxx."

Alesya was about to pay but Maya swiftly held back her hand. "It's on me."

"It's brother." Maya hands over her credit card to the cashier.

"May not know what music is playing?" Asked a man wearing a black turtleneck paired with a gray suit on a servant.

"I'm sorry sir I don't know" said the maid, holding her hands together to apologize.

"Oh, so yeah,"

"Chopin, Nocturnes, Op. 9: No. 2," Alesya said suddenly and got the gazes of the four people who were at the checkout table. But Alesya did not care about it, her eyes only focused on the dessert visible from the glass display case. "Sir, BlackForest one is brought home."

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The moon and stars are not visible in the night sky because of the heavy rain that has been pouring down on the earth since the afternoon. The cold night air doubled because of the rain. The clock shows two o'clock in the morning where everyone is asleep with their dreams.

But not with Alesya who is still awake and sitting pensively on the edge of the mattress. His hand held the cake he had bought at the cafe. Alesya stared alternately between the cake in her grasp and the candles and matches beside her.

A metallic taste burst into his mouth as Alesya subconsciously bit his lower lip hard. He hissed when the pain hit him.

After more than three hours of pensive sitting, Alesya finally woke up. He put the cake on the bed and put a small candle on the cake and lit it.

The twinkle shone brightly inside the pitch-black room. Alesya pulled and exhaled repeatedly, trying to calm her thumping jantingnyanyang, until she could hear him.

After a moment of silence Alesya closed his eyes, "Happy birthday, idiot" he muttered and blew out the candle. Make his room fully re-dry.

"Alexia let's repeat!

"Don't want to."

"But really interesting. "

"Why did you make it so bad, and how did you know it was Chopin?"

"Ck, Chopin's song has its own characteristics and I like the song. Was answered? Let's play it again!"

"Related."

"Oh Alexia why you are so stingy is the same temen lo who lali birthday!"