When The Sky Fall
Chapter 18's

The sound of the music is quite loud, the people who dance, talk, do not interfere at all with the dancing that daydreams itself in its place. From then on he just kept quiet, served the customer with just a little smile and then went back to daydreaming.

"Hey, stop daydreaming. The manager saw you." whispered Marisol. Dance realized and then do other activities. "What's wrong with you? Is there a problem? It must be with your fucking husband again."

"I'm fine, Marisol" said Tari and smiled.

"Well, I won't force you to tell a story. But stop daydreaming before you're made a servant tonight." Marisol warned.

"I'm sorry." Dance shook her head quickly, trying to awaken herself from daydreams, completely. He did not want to be made a servant of course. It's very uncomfortable. More and more customers will tease him or suddenly hit his bok*ng or give tips directly to the pay*d*raanya area. Dance refused to be a waitress again.

The owner of the bar was an excellent middle-aged man. The bar should be closed at one o'clock. But he let his workers go home at twelvepm while the rest of the hour, he took care of it himself. But different from the manager. A somewhat fat man in his thirties. He is very fierce and likes to punish suddenly. Everyone always avoids it. The manager, who initially refused to let Tari work there. But with Marisol reassuring and the bar owner knowing very well Dance's work is very good, Dance can finally return.

"I ordered the most delicious drink." said one customer who had just sat in front of Dance. Dance looked over and sighed.

"Would you like to come here?" tanya Dance.

"Hey, I'm a customer. Serve me well." said Randy. Dance mendelik. Randy shrugged both of his shoulders.

Dance starts concocting drinks for Randy.

"Whoa Dios mio .. Are you really human? Or the Greek god who fell from the land above?" marisol asks Randy while pointing at the ceiling.

"Uhmmm.... I chose only humans, miss, fell like that.. Sick and unpleasant" Renald said with a smile. Dance laughs amusedly.

"You know him?" ask Marisol to Dance. Dance nodded.

"Yes, unfortunately."

"Unfortunately?? Well I'm so unwanted." complained Randy.

"If he doesn't want you, I'll. I want you." said Marisol quickly.

"Hmmm... Don't you have a lover?" tanya Dance wonder.

"Sstt.. Don't take him for granted. At least for tonight."

Dance rolled her eyes and chuckled while Marisol smiled sweetly at Randy. Tari brought herself closer to Marisol and whispered.

"He's a playboy." whispered Dance.

"Was appropriate. He's too good-looking to be single" said Marisol still with her sweet smile on Randy.

"Okkkaaaaaayy.. Alright. It's up to you."

Dance handed over the drink she made to Randy.

"Just calm. I'm a different playboy." said Randy and then sipped his drink. "It's delicious. You're pretty good."

"OK, how exactly is that different playboy?" tanya Dari was confused.

"Women approach me, not the other way around" Randy said.

"God..." Dance nodded her head.

"What a lot of confidence." Marisol added.

"Sorry.." one girl approached Randy's desk. The blond girl smiled sweetly in her sexy one-piece outfit. Randy looked at the girl. "Can I have a drink with you?" pinta the blonde girl in a seductive voice. Randy looked at Dari and raised his eyebrows. Revealing what he said was right. Dance clucking.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to be with you" Randy said.

"Dearly enough. But if you change your mind, I'm at the table over there." the girl pointed to a table by the window. At the table were two other women waving their hands at Randy. Randy stared for a moment and turned his face away. The girl left Randy. Dari and Marisol applauded.

"Brava!!"

"Ohh.. Shut up!" randy said, laughing.

"Why did you refuse?" tanya Dance.

"We don't want to."

"But I don't think that means you're a different playboy than the others. Ice lo mismo!"

"Of course it's different. Before asking them out I said I didn't want a serious relationship. Just having fun." explained Randy.

"Then you get to bed?" ask Marisol full of questions.

"Not always."

"Ohh I want to feel it. The warmth of that hug, that kiss even while in bed, I-"

"OK, okay... Stopit! This chat has really started to become inappropriate!" Dance quickly cut off Marisol's speech. Marisol and Randy laughed.

"Oh mi amor's.. Calm down's.. We are adult men and women. It's okay to talk about that" Marisol said.

"I'm the problem. It tainted my innocent ears. Now leave! there are customers and serve them well." Dance pushed Marisol's body slowly. "And you! Quickly finish it and take your handsome face away from here or it will be full of girls. Trouble it." throw out Tari.

Randy stared in disbelief. "Now I'm wrong?"

Dance nodded. "Hm.. Go!"

"Alright, alright.. I'm gonna go. I just want to know how you are. Are you all right? Are your legs full of blisters?"

Dance frowned. "Yes, I'm fine. And my feet, that's my business, sir. Why are you taking care of my feet. There go!"

"Today I was turned into a customer." Randy laughs.

"You need to feel it for the first time."

Randy laughed again. "It." Randy gave money for his drink.

"It's too much. The drinks aren't that expensive. These aren't the fancy bars you come to."

"God.. Not only did you throw me out but you were also flirting with me." Randy laughs. "Take it. All these tips for you for making me laugh again, today."

"You think I'm a clown??"

"Hmm right. It's very similar."

" You-"

Unfinished Dance nagged him, Randy had already darted away.

"It looks like you guys are very close" said Marisol who was already standing near Tari.

"No, not too close. Just met a few times." Dance takes Randy's old glass.

"Where can you find such a handsome man?"

"He's a close friend of Renald's, you know, my husband."

"Oh Dios mio.. That's... Really do.. Surprising. Don't tell me your husband is as handsome as that man."

"Super.. tinya?" answer Dance hesitantly.

"Oh jeez... Now I understand why you want to marry her."

"Ah.. It's-it's not like that." said Tari. He saw Marisol swerving at him. "A little bit?"

"No problem. I'm sure I'd be like you if I faced that handsome guy." Marisol patted Tari's shoulder. Dance actually didn't tell Marisol everything. She only knows that Tari is marrying a jerk who still loves her lover for being betrothed. He doesn't know about money or debt and why Tari works two jobs.

"Excuse me, excuse me." a voice broke the daydream of Dance. Dance looked at the young lady standing in front of her.

"Yes?"

"You... Renald's wife, right?" ask the woman. Dance rounded her eyes. He pecked for a moment.

"Ma-sorry.. Who was that?" Dance pretending not to listen.

"Sorry but.. I don't know her" said Tari lying. She's really nervous.

"Ahh really? I mean I'm wrong. Im sorry. I thought you were someone else." said the woman. Dance smiled clumsy.

"No problem" he said as he tried to control himself from his nervousness.

"I told you that. He's not Renald's wife." said the couple's man. They were still standing near Tari so Tari could still hear.

"I'm just making sure. I was wrong" said the woman.

"Renald is rich, it is impossible for his wife to work in this place. Isn't his wife beautiful after all. She's pretty too but I guess.. Not similar." added the man. The woman nodded.

"Hm.. Youre right. Let's go."

The man and woman left the bar. Breathing dance relieved. His feet are really limp. His heart was racing quickly. He had just lost one life.

"Don't it just last night's party? Why does anyone recognize me? It's insane! I should what? Masks on? Yeah, looks like I should wear a temporary mask. Pretending sick. Maybe they won't remember me if it's been a while."

Dance nodded for sure. He has made his decision. He was really surprised that someone recognized him. He was like an impromptu celebrity. This is totally insane!

...***...

Renald sat quietly at the dinner table. He occasionally sipped his coffee but did not touch his toast at all. His mind from yesterday was distracted. Dance pays her debt. All this time Tari worked to pay her debt. The words kept spinning in his head.

"He can save a decent amount of money, what kind of work does he actually do? Does he have another job?"

"Master." Alfred's call broke Renald's daydream.

"Yes?"

"It's almost eight o'clock in the morning" Alfred said.

"Ahh right. I have to go." Renald stood up and put on his suit.

"You didn't eat sir?"

"I'm not hungry. I'll have Alex buy me food if I'm hungry. I'll go first." Renald stepped out of the dining room.

"Renald!" Veronica ran towards Renald and hugged him.

"Why are you here so early?" asked Renald without returning Veronica's embrace.

"Because I miss you" said Veronica, tightening her arms.

"I have to work, Ve."

Veronica let go of her embrace and looked at Renald. "Can't you take just one day off? We dated all day.. Hm?"

"can't. There's a new project I'm working on. I can't leave him" Renald said.

"You have a lot of officers. Alex is among the competent. You can leave it for a day. Hm? Yea? Pleases.. Miss you.. I need you." persuaded Veronica. Veronica clasped Renald's hand.

"I told you I can't. Later, after the project is finished."

Veronica takes off Renald's rough hands.

"You and your job. So annoying! Even I ask for a day you can't! If this keeps up, we'd better break up!" Veronica raised her voice. He looks really upset.

"But we broke up, remember?"

Veronica surprised. "Ah... That's... Alright. Then divorce her, come back to me and marry me."

Renald breathed. "We'll talk about it later, okay?"

Renald turned and left.

"No, you promised me!"

Renald stopped his steps and sighed violently then turned around.

"I've tried to keep my promise but you haven't kept it until now. And I beg you.. Later, okay? I have to go."

"You don't want to divorce her, do you?! Or maybe you fell in love with her?!"

The charges against him made him inflamed. He had a lot of thoughts and work, but early in the morning he had to be faced with this? Renald's jaw is hardened. He turned around and left without caring for Veronica's call. He would rather leave than continue that absurd argument.

"Rin-"

"Vero!!" call Alfred who saw Veronica want to catch Renald.

"Uncle... Look Renald. He doesn't care about me!"

"Go home. Uncle please." said Alfred then returned to the dining room.

"But-ughh.. What's wrong with everyone!!" Veronica shouted and stomped her feet on the floor.

...***...

After lunch with the investors, Renald plans to go to Randy's office. Because this time it's a project he's working on, working with Randy. Randy is a famous architect. He designed and built many large buildings such as malls or skyscrapers. He also has his own real estate business. Renald wanted to stop by Randy's office because Randy couldn't make it to lunch because there was a meeting. So Renald decided to go to him.

Heading into Randy's office reminds him of the restaurant where Tari works. The restaurant was in line with Randy's office.

"Alex, do you know where the restaurant where Tari works?" ask Renald.

"Know. Why?"

"Take me there." asked Renald to make Alex frown.

"For what?"

"Take it. There's something I want to make sure of." he said.

"All right."

Shortly after, Alex pulled the car over. Alex pointed to a whitewashed building right next to a small alley near their car parking. Renald got out of his car. Alex wanted to accompany him but Renald refused.

Renald approached the restaurant. Suddenly his steps stopped. He saw one familiar figure sitting on the stairs in a small alley behind the restaurant. The dance. Dance seemed to be eating something. Renald looked at his watch.

"Still at one o'clock, means it's still lunchtime. Why is he eating there?" inner Renald.

Renald walked over. Suddenly the back door of the restaurant opened. Two girls out of there.

"Dance. Eating gimbap again?" ask one of the girls. The dance whose mouth was full of gimbap nodded and smiled.

"Don't eat that. Eat with us sometimes. The burgers and hotdogs there are good." take the other girl.

"No, thank you. I'll just eat the gimbap."

"Eating too many gimbap over time you will become a gimpab." the two girls along with Tari laughed amusedly. "Then we go first."

"Be careful" said Tari and returned to eating his gimbap.

Renald got back in his car and left. On the way his mind kept thinking about the girl's words.

"He eats gimbap every day? That's not possible."

...***...

For a few days Renald always stopped by the restaurant where Tari works at lunch. Not for lunch there but he wanted to make sure what he heard the other day was wrong. But after he had witnessed it himself a few times, he had only come to believe. He also paid one of the girls who worked with Tari to tell him what Tari ate every day for lunch.

Every day Tari always ate gimpab for lunch, or sometimes just rice and sausages that she brought from home. The weather was still quite cold but he always ate behind the restaurant. For dinner, he only eats leftovers or instant noodles or sometimes does not eat. It's all for the sake of saving money.

"He's actually stupid or what?! What's the matter with him?!" renald shouted suddenly while in the car, making Alex surprised. Alex said nothing. He knows who Renald meant. What made Renald even more inflamed was Why was he so angry when he found out about it? And why does he care so much?

...***...