Maven of the Strings

Chapter One

Arkin POV

Twenty-seven nights before Christmas; but then here, still loveless. Alone in every cold nights. I'm Arkin, a drop-out dentistry student at the prestigious and high-standard Sacred Gate University. My life on this nature has no direction to me. On this tooth world, I was born in a dentist family, a family of a tooth fairy! But the truth, I want to be a popular musician, specifically a rock star. That's why my dad calls me, the Black Sheep.

Well, he's a real perfectionist.

Time for unwind. After many months, tonight I'll go at the Central Park of Rio Garuda alone with my black Yamaha guitar gifts from my lovely sister 2 years ago. She bought this on Vietnam and she didn't tell me it's real cost until I found it on Google. Yea! Well, I arrive on park, 7:30 in the evening by riding my peach Honda Fino, the thing I owned that I really love.

There's an enormous Christmas tree in the midst of the place. Woah. There are colorful and luminance lights there, blink every moments. Hm. A cold chilling wind. Starry nights ahead. Moon lights sky above. The winter is coming. A time for peace and freedom. I sat on a bench, prepare to play with my guitar. Then what? I'll sing something romantic but a sort of tragic song, it is Kamikaze's "Huling Sayaw". I like to sing this when we are in a gig with my friends and especially the band mates. Sometimes we rock in a studio or stage. But now, I sing it alone. Stop being broken for now, just feel the winter breeze.

Minutes later after recognizing, that there are two girls sitting at the grass plains. About five meters away where I sat. Hm. A girl wearing a big nerd eyeglass as like as a dragonfly. Is it Ray-Ban? It doesn't matter. She's with a girl with long hair and tan-skin playing a ukulele. On my sight, this girl is an amateur on playing this string instrument.

When she turn her head. I look at her face, which making me stun. Snaring my heart with charm. Holy. She's gorgeous and beautiful as a flower blooming at the dark. I'm outplayed. I assumed right away. I like her. I want her. I need a girl like her.

Then, they're rise on the plains and I thought it's about to go home. I am gradually staring on them and they won't recognize what I am doing. I heard from the Nerdy in an energetic voice.

"Let's go home. Let's go back here tomorrow. Same time at the same place."

The girl with ukulele smiles. A silent answer of agreement.

And all was set on this moment.

That I didn't continue singing upon looking on her face!

I chase them in sight as they fade, until they all gone. My mind got extremely attached with that girl. I named her for now Ukulele Girl. Her friend in eyeglasses,-named her Miss Nerdy.

I'll go back here tomorrow, like what they said that they'll return. I want to recognize myself to them! I will wear casual and presentative. I try to introduce, I will show them guitar skills. What to do then? Ugh. I'd enjoy the moment. After a sequel of inspired night, time to go home too. It's getting so colder now. December comes, please be good to me.