Two Soul
Instrumental music plays gently, filling the void of the car that drove through the raindrops. The sweet-faced young man looks humming to the tempo of the song. The sky is getting blackened out there, and the streets are still very slippery, making anyone careful.
Silver-colored Maserati Levanti just past the luxury apartments in the elite district. Walk around and get into a basement, which is used as a parking lot. Simon doesn't need to check his identity anymore. He needs the business card. The white with gold ink on the surface. The guard, dressed in black and tall, immediately understood and let the car inside.
There are few parked cars. It makes it easier for Simon to place his vehicle without turning around to find an empty gap. Pull the brake lever and then turn off the engine of the four-wheeled car. He remained silent for a long time behind the wheel. You may want to spend the night here. His heart felt empty, and he also felt the evilest party by taking advantage of lonely women.
The smell of caffeine emanated from his body, the traces of accidental splashes from people who passed him earlier at the cafe. He felt abandoned when he did not feel deep feelings for Emily. Or now, Simon is in denial about his feelings. Perhaps he has already started to fall in love with the girl in the shades of spring.
No, that's not it.
Simon was well aware that he was not pounding or jealous.
It's just empty.
He took a piece of tissue from his car's dashboard. Wipe the coffee on his clothes. However, removing traces of browning on the fabric's surface is somewhat tricky. It may take a bottle or two of cleaning.
And maybe he needs to clean his own body. Simon thinks there's something wrong with his body. He does not feel the pounding, the sensation of falling in love, even when having sex. He felt like a menopausal older man.
Simon has to make sure. Sleeping one night with a lonely woman is not a problem. He has often done this. Carol didn't seem to be a problem and welcomed him with pleasure.
A thirty-year-old woman is still gorgeous. People often mistakenly suspect the woman's age. It looks like she is a vampire. Simon met her during private lessons. True, Carol was his private teacher when Simon was in junior high school.
Quite strict family standards made Simon's childhood preoccupied with studying hard. Home school, private lessons, piano lessons on Sundays, swimming lessons on Saturdays. Everything Simon did without protest. He was pretty quiet as a child, even now. He was formed into a handsome young man with a bright future. Make many girls queue up to get in touch with him: feeling or body.
His first experience was given by the tutor, Caroline Agatha. It was late evening when Simon's parents left because of business. Simon was entrusted to Carol as a private teacher. Their age is ten years apart, making it trustworthy to care for a junior high school boy who is still not pubescent.
The night it rained outside, Thunderbolts thundered at each other's surrounding objects. Simon doesn't hate rain. He doesn't like thunderstorms and lighting. Then, he used to look for the nearest hiding place. Usually under the blanket by hugging bolster. But a teacher was nearby, so Simon began to look for protection.
He always remembered the scent he smelled that night. Lavender scent.
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"You are so careless! I give it for free not to be shed just like that," murmured a girl wearing brown aprons, a uniform cafe.
"Upsie ... sorry, Sist," replied the short-haired young man. The young man had collided with Simon. "It's not my fault anyway, all because this cafe is too small. People have trouble walking through one bench."
"How dare you fight me?! Just watch out! I'll tell Mom and Dad that you pull home!" The girl with Apron is endlessly nagging while mopping a coffee spill caused by her brother.
"Hey! Your threat does not exclaim!" Instead of being afraid that the young man mocked his sister's threat. As if he knew it was all a bluff. His sister couldn't have reported such a trifle.
"You Made Me Lose on your first day of work, Ash!" said the girl. "Quickly change your clothes and start serving customers!" She ordered before leaving to return the mop to the back room.
Ashley Grissham, that's the young man's full name with short hair. The representation is inversely proportional to the height of the magnitude. In the past, as a child, Ashley often received bullying from children of his age. Of course, because his name is synonymous with women. Even so, Ashley never regretted having loved such a beautiful name. The name given by both parents means 'Bush.' Bushes are the most potent small plants that do not die quickly despite trampling. A very cool name, isn't it?
The reality is that the ultrasound results incorrectly predict Ashley's sex when in the womb. Both parents did not think about male names and only focused on female characters.
Rubbing and wiping the table; that's what Ashley did the first time. Because the cafe's atmosphere is relatively quiet, not many people came —only a few ordered, and his sister directly served all.
The scent of coffee wafts when the black powder is mixed with hot water —fused into different substances. Soothing. Ashley doesn't like coffee, especially bitter black ones. But he does not deny that working in a cafe is quite fun.
For a moment, he remembered the man he had accidentally hit. At that moment, the tail of his eyes caught the order still intact and untouched, a coffee in a small cup that had just left. It might be a rush. Ashley feels terrible for just apologizing. He hopes the man will come again sometime. He would make the most delicious coffee as an apology at that time.
"ASHLEEY! YOUR PHONE IS RINGING ! QUICKLY LIFT IT OR I PUT IT IN THE GRINDING MACHINE!"
The scream woke Ashley from his reverie. Without realizing he had been outside the cafe looking at the rain. Then he immediately turned around and headed to the dressing room, where he kept his backpack.
The ringing of the mobile phone roared calling. Ashley pulled the zipper and opened it. Flat square-shaped objects look lit, and bluish light illuminates the bag's contents. There are some books in there. And also a medium-sized camera. Slowly pull out the phone without swiping the camera body. Things he got from saving when he was in high school.
"Hello senior?"