Arkin POV
We stop at a place, 500 meters away from her home. It's almost 4 in the morning and the happiness still there at the moment. Never vanished in our whole adventure. She was sitting at the Civic hood while I'm at the door while looking her pictures. Out of 56 photos of us? Not even one of the picture that doesn't well. For all was beautiful whether wacky pose or simple pose. Photogenic.
She's looking above. That night is like a planetarium, there's so many stars shining.
"I hope Nicolette was here too! This moment of my life is very unforgettable and adventurous. You know Arkin, that was the first time I had sing with a mini-concert but even it is small, the people around the Square was amused. This was the first time I ride on a car while the windows down. This is the very first I get out of the city with someone going places that I didn't know, places with hard pronunciations. And this was the very first time ever, that except with my dad-I got a tour with a guy,"
And she smiles about things done. Even me, I'd smile. She added after that, "I think the first time you met me and this very moment-it have different changes? Once I'm become talkative with someone, I start to trust and . . . like them."
Then when I listen that things, I lean on the Civic hood beside her. Watching the stars in the darken sky and asking, "So you like me?"
And she silently laugh. A stunning beautiful laugh, "What do you think?"
And I answer smiling. The happiness is always at the moment. "I don't know, that's why I'm asking you."
The Maven turn her head in the opposite side, she look far as I didn't see her face. And she turn back again saying,
"I think yes. I like you."
"We both like each other." And that moment we both laugh. "I like you." This is romantic.
She continue laughing, "I just like you. But I have no time in terms of love." She said happily.
"It's okay! Love is in the air. Maybe someday." And we both laugh and laugh until I said, "For this moment, can I held your hand?"
"Eh?" Asking with a smile. Intimately smiling.
Even she didn't answer, I hold her hand and she didn't disagree for what I did. Perhaps she likes it.
"Finally, I am holding the talented hand of the Maven."
We kept on talking, about everything nice while holding hands. About anything revolves our personality. But when I ask her childhood, she refuse it. She just saying that she had remember nothing. Then we get asking and answering the dreams to fulfill. The things of achievements. The moment of embarrassment. Studying and love lifes. My heartbreaking days and the patterns of happiness. She doesn't have boyfriend yet, NBSB.
We give much plenty of staring until, we kissed lips to lips just once and we both laugh after that. That was her first time.
We talk until pass of fifth in the morning that we didn't recognized that the sun is about to rise. We keep on talking. And seriously, I never feel dizzy and bored. That's why I'm energetic and awake. Even it is cold, I feel warm because of happiness inside me. The product of having adventure with the Maven.
Then things happen, she asked. "Hey, we got more story telling. What time is it?" She smiles at me.
"It's getting six. Almost 5:48 in the morning." I answer. And the holding hands end after I reply.
Worrying answer. "Seriously?" And she look at the east and the sky start to be lighten because of the sunrise. The stars start to hide on the morning clouds.
"Let's stay one hour more. Let us take a look at the sunrise." I suggest. It's really great.
"No. I just have to go home Arkin."
"Why?"
"Please. Take me back home." She pleasing and worrying but I don't know why? What's wrong? Do I tell something wrong to her?
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Maven of the Strings
RomanceArkin has a great dealings in harmony -- in the world of music while his family lives with their career in the field of dentistry. He's a band guitarist. In a night of December, he met two girls, Nicolette and her bestfriend. Arkin really likes Nico...
