"Why is it suddenly cloudy? Is today's weather forecast wrong?" Jose gazed at the situation outside through the thick glass in the main room of Racher Art, and he was even holding a glass cleaner. "When is the pizza I want coming?""Does pizza fly or walk on its own?" The voice came from a woman beside a tattooed man sitting on a sofa not far from Jose's position. A bottle of wine with three shot glasses, a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter lay on the table surface. The woman lit the cigarette's tip that was already pressed to her lips. "Maybe you should blab to the pizza guy because he's starving you."Jose ruffled his loins at her. "You're right, Bianca. I should scold him until he cries."Bianca smiled as she took a drag from her cigarette and leaned against the broad chest of the black T-shirt clinging to the tattooed man's body. "What are your plans for tonight?""Nothing." Denis lifted the sloka glass filled with a small amount of wine and gulped it down."Then let's meet at the
"Let's finish it, Ma'am. After this, take medicine." Marra was still kneeling in front of the wheelchair occupied by Lauren, her mother.Holding the plate and spoon, she was busy feeding her mother her daily medication and getting some rest.Marra placed the cutlery in a bucket with a pile of clothes that she would dry and then got a glass of water and some medicine for Lauren."You're smart. You're the best," Marra praised after Lauren swallowed all the medicine and water. "Now you need to rest in your room. Let's go there."She pushed the wheelchair into the modest rental house they had lived in for almost two years, with only one room, a small kitchen, bathroom, living room, and courtyard. Marra often rested in the living room on a sofa because she was used to it. It was no longer a problem for her.Lauren had had schizophrenia for years, and her husband had run away from the responsibility, leaving Marra alone to care for her mother with patience.If Marra were working, she would
"Is everything okay?"Marra put on her helmet and turned around, and the question had come from Luke, who had just put a few boxes of pizza in the large box on his employee's computer. Because she didn't answer–Luke also looked intensely at the girl in the pink jacket."Why? Are you quiet? How are you doing at work? I mean, it's been a few nights at 24Night," Luke said again. He was known to be an attentive and loyal boss."Oh, that, everything's fine.""Matthew's not giving you any trouble, is he?"Marra shook her head. "Not at all. I've been there three nights, he's a professional man, and his girlfriend is very friendly.""Lover?" Luke thought. "Ah, you mean Celine?""Right, we had some interaction. She's so beautiful." Marra smiled. "Well then, I'm going to deliver all those pizzas now. The sky is ready to cry again." The two of them looked up-discovering that the sky this afternoon was indeed starting to become unfriendly, already gray, and soon it might be joking at will."Be ca
"I bet Denis easily got the girl's number, right?" asked Selena looking at Jamie and Jose, then turning to Denis, who continued to stride past people in the dance floor area. Just stepping on his charisma was strong. So how could someone refuse his request? Denis was too charming to be missed."I'll bet my life on it," Jose said hesitantly."Are you crazy?" Jamie couldn't believe it, and he clucked dismissively. "Too confident. Denis is with you every day. You don't even understand his character.""I'm serious." Jose did mean it. Having interacted with the boundary-preserving Marra while delivering pizzas to Racher Art that day and having heard rumors that Marra had turned down many male offers, the girl must have kept to herself.Jamie and Selena should have seen the enthusiastic way Jose watched the couple's interaction at the turntables, and foreheads furrowed with curiosity.Before Denis reached Marra, the girl had already seen him from a distance–as Denis stared unblinkingly at a
It was a good thing Jose had a spare key to Racher Art's main door. Otherwise, he would have had to wait for his boss to open the door even though his hands were swollen from knocking and pressing the bell repeatedly, but the owner never came out, even though Jose had called his cell phone dozens of times. Denis's baby–like mood returned, and Jose thought he could guess why. The man walked up the stairs to Denis' room, and he didn't need to knock again to find his friend's body because the rectangular object that separated the room and the outside had been wide open since Jose arrived. A distinctive aroma wafted from inside the room. Several beer cans were lying on the floor beside the bed. When Jose checked one by one, there was only a whole can of beer left, but it had also been opened. Denis's ammunition from last night–after coming home from 24Night, the man was still lying on his big bed without a T-shirt on, but others wouldn't be able to see Denis's biceps if the body had vari
"Thank you for visiting. I hope we can serve you again." The last sound was Jose's as he ushered a client out of Racher Art, a client who had successfully spent Jose's three-hour period inking a tummy tattoo to cover up post–surgery stretch marks.Three hours, sitting for so long that the man's loins rattle as he twists left and right. "Tiring, really tiring." No matter how much he grumbles, Jose is devoted to his job.The man grabbed a soft drink can from the table in the main room, sat down, and gulped down the contents to quench his thirst, while the boss was utterly carefree as he lifted a pair of legs that rested against the wall while playing with his cell phone and enjoying a lollipop."I'm hungry. What should we eat this afternoon?" Jose leaned back, a pair of legs also straight on the table surface. "What to order? Is it pizza again? I heard a new flavor has been launched.""NO!"Jose was stunned when Denis spoke up. "What, no? I thought you had no intention of talking. What
"Where have you been? Why is it so hard to find you these days? Even if your cell phone is hard to reach, you can only when you're at 24Night. Unfortunately, I can't get close because you're with another woman." The complaint came from Emily, a woman who had only known Denis for a few days after accompanying her close friend to get a tattoo at Racher Art. Emily was the next woman ready to heat Denis' bed."Ah, I've been a little busy outside these days, sorry." That man did something that no one else knew, not even Jose, and he could go from noon to evening with the excuse of meeting someone.Even when meeting women, they came to Denis without being sought out. Jose couldn't get a feel for what Denis was doing out there. He was also busy with his work at Racher Art."Really? Or do you have a date with someone else?" Emily was still protesting, following Denis from the side of her car until she entered Racher Art and sat on the sofa.Denis just nodded. He took a pack of cigarettes from
Marra panicked that her mother had been injured and hospitalized when a neighbor–Marra called her was delivering pizza without telling Luke first–she sped to the hospital, her pink work jacket still clinging to her body as she ran through the hospital looking for Lauren's hospital room.When she found Aunt Romel talking to a doctor in front of the ward, Marra approached her. Sweat dripping from her head, she took her time to catch her breath until she felt utterly calm."I'm so glad you came," Aunt Romel said, "I know this has been a huge distraction from your work, Marra. I'm sorry for putting Lauren in the hospital, and I accidentally left her on the porch because I had to turn off the stove. I'm sorry, Marra." Aunt Romel's crying, which had stopped since she exited Denis' car, had resumed.She was genuinely terrified that she had hurt someone else even though it was unintentional, especially her victim Lauren-someone she was supposed to take care of and not go unnoticed. She felt
"I noticed that even though that tall man didn't appear in front of my face, he still disturbed my mind. It was as if our knots had tied together." Marra clucked. "This is crazy!"Matthew and Celine had returned about ten minutes ago, and they had seen Lauren's condition, and Celine's admiration for Marra grew. She couldn't believe that the young girl was trying to take care of her sick mother without a father.Marra didn't even know the man's whereabouts; she was reluctant to remember him, and Celine's question left Marra speechless for a long time because she didn't have an answer about her father."Maybe he already has a happy new life." Although she spoke with a flat expression, Celine could emphasize that Marra was very good at taking care of every wound inside her. The girl could show a calm side when the emotional part of her sprung up.Now that the girl was feeling upset because of what Denis had done behind her back, if Matthew and Celine hadn't come and said things, Marra wo
Two weeks after the strange situation, some things had changed strangely. Still, Marra enjoyed it because not communicating or seeing Denis would not affect the girl's life unless someone robbed her of the money from selling fish.Two weeks of quiet, perhaps. When Denis no longer chatted, called, or came to Marra in front of her. Now and then, the girl tried to guess the situation: was Denis sick?However, her little heart always insisted that everything was fine and there was no problem that she should think about it.Marra enjoyed her everyday life like tonight. She had visited the hospital and filled up Lauren's medicine because it was running out, and the woman could not stay away from her medicines."Take this before you rest," Marra said as she knelt in front of Lauren's wheelchair and helped the woman swallow her medicine. "It's all right, Mom." She laid Lauren on the bed, pulling up the covers before kissing her forehead. "I'll always love you, Mom."A car horn sounded outside
Marra is busy cleaning up the empty tables after all the fish have been sold out today. Whoever has to do it for convenience, the tiredness is relieved as the fish sells well, and she receives her fair share.Meanwhile, the market's protective roofs make a relentless pounding sound, which always happens when it rains. The afternoon looks even more somber because of the rain.The crowds are still visible at every corner, as some vendors have yet to close their stalls. Competition is no longer an unfamiliar situation, depending on how each vendor can gain customers' trust.Marra was almost done. She had put all her money in the sling bag after it had been collected in the apron pocket. Marra untied her hair, smoothing it again before tying it lower.The girl almost jumped when North sprinted towards her."What's going on? Why are you running in the market? Aren't you afraid of slipping because the floor has become so slippery from the raindrops from the leaking roof, huh!" Marra was ann
"It turns out that the tattoed man's house is far away," North said as he drove the Vespa along the highway this morning. Although the temperature was quite cold, the sweater made them feel better."Yes, it's far. I'm sorry if I'm always bothering you." Marra is like a lollipop when a large helmet hides her head."Hey. Didn't I say that this friend of yours should also explain the condition of that guy's car? We need each other, Marra.""Alright, I'll shut up now." Marra made a motion to lock her lips."Sure, we'll be there soon, won't we?""He'em."Marra had intended to wait for the public bus when she told North that she was going to Denis' house because she had to return the hoodie she had left at his house. Marra couldn't let a foreign object stay there for long. She would think about it for days.However, North offered to drive Marra to Denis' house, explaining that North wanted to discuss the progress of Denis' Jeep repair after entering his friend's workshop.Marra had refused,
Denis came out of his room after a long rest, and now that the sky was dark, he realized after looking at the window.Denis cleared his throat, and he felt dryness in his throat. The man walked out of the room. The light in the other room was already on. He could guess that Jose had done everything today.Some clients were supposed to come in, but without explaining his problem to them, Denis just dropped the job. He chuckled, realizing that he managed to disappoint them."I never wanted anything like this to happen," the man muttered as he descended the stairs. He inhaled the aroma of cooking before finding someone still at Racher Art.Yes, Jose was still in this place. He was standing in front of the stove with his apron tied around the front of his body while his hands were busy doing something else."I'm still an angelic human willing to take care of you even though you're a pain in the ass," Jose said, knowing the house owner was watching him near the stairs. He could find Denis
Marra still remembered asking Denis to fall asleep in her room while the girl remained beside Lauren. Denis's attitude was still annoying, but Marra felt it was too much to let him sleep on the sofa when he was not feeling well.Denis didn't say much. He followed Marra's orders and removed his hug from the girl's waist before going to Marra's restroom, obviously not as spacious as Denis' at home.Later this morning, Marra paused by the wide open wide-open door. She grunted as she watched Denis, the man still asleep in bed as if he never thought about the morning coming. Everyone had to get up quickly to start their activities, but Marra never knew how Jose dealt with his predicament whenever he pulled Denis out of bed and onto the floor."What time does he get up every morning?" Marra muttered. "Should I wake him up now?" She tried to think wisely. "But I still have to wake him up. The owner of this house is preparing to go to the fish market, setting up shop from morning to evening f
It was almost ten when Marra still calculated her earnings from selling fish today. The smile on her face spread like a sunflower, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Although slowly, Marra could divide the money into savings. The girl turned to Lauren, who had fallen asleep on her bed."I feel much better today, Mom. So, stay with me." She got up, bent down, and kissed Lauren's forehead. "May you always dream of every beautiful thing."Marra kept her money in a box with a dangling lock, and she kept it in the closet. Just as she was about to rest her body, a knock on the door from outside the house interrupted her."It's not too late. Did North come here?" Marra went out to the living room, and she was pretty sure that the person outside her house was North because four hours earlier, Marra had turned her cell phone back on, but there was no chat or call from Denis.Marra just felt that Denis must be busy with his nightlife. Especially since it was raining now, anyone should rest in t
Denis had no intention of showing up at 24Night tonight. He was exhausted from working on Benjie's broad back tattoo for almost five hours. Still, his curiosity about Jose's silence today was getting to him because Denis realized that his best friend had not ignored him all day, so he had to postpone his break to meet Jose at the club.He had tried the other way by continuing to text and call Jose's number, especially since Jose had gone home this afternoon without saying goodbye, even though the man had tidied up after he was done. Jose managed to ignore Denis just like Marra did, and now Denis wanted to guess that the girl must sleep comfortably without interruption."I hate the rain when it makes me feel even more tired," grumbled Denis when he had to turn on the wipers on his car halfway to the club–he met the rain, an overcast effect since the afternoon.Denis exited the car when he parked in 24Night's courtyard, put on his hoodie, and ran through the rain to the club's entrance.
"So, what will you do with these fish, buddy?" A white box lay on the surface of the dining table. "I'm not a restaurateur who has to cook and sell everything for one day, so think fast." Jose didn't want to be busy thinking about the what and how, as he was more curious about Marra and Denis' interactions without his knowledge these days.If Jose had to make the connection that even before Marra had come to Racher Art this morning, they had met at the fish market, it must not have been a coincidence–considering that Denis had put a lot of pressure on them to buy fish where Marra was that day.Jose squinted suspiciously when Denis didn't answer his question but kept calm as he sat in a chair and played with his cell phone."Boss, you should have been honest with me," Jose spoke again, grumpy and resigned. "I promise it won't be a problem if you say it politely and pleasantly."Denis just looked at him. "What should I tell you?""I know you're well aware of it, so don't pretend to me.