Moonlight Flower

Vol.02 Backstory #03 [Musica]

"First things first," Musica said as he dropped his bag on the sofa. "You two change first. I'm gonna lend you some modern clothes." He added emphasis on the word "modern".

Musica's place is a two-storey wooden house. On the second floor there were four rooms. On the first floor it had a bar of drinks with seven high chairs around the counter. In it you can find some drinks ranging from juices, soft drinks, alcohol. Some common but mostly were expensive brands.

He went inside the counter, open the transparent fridge and took out a pitcher of water. He poured the icy cold water into three tall glasses.

"Here you go." He gestured his hands on the glasses. He took gulp from his.

Mion and Sora reluctantly walked over and took each of the glasses and drank.

Musica pointed his glass toward the second floor. "You can choose any room you like from the left. Jim will clean it in a few minutes."

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Both Mion and Sora looked normal now in t-shirts and pants compared to their tribesmen look before. Sora had also cut his hair short, while Mion kept his long hair.

They sat on the sofa across Musica, who was placing books, magazines, DVD, etc. on the table in the middle of them.

"You need to update yourselves," he told them. "Read everything you like. Watch anything. Go out. Explore the city. I will even hire a personal assistance and tutor to each of you."

"Wait," said Mion, who still looked confused for the fast paced conversation with this generous rich young man.

"Well, if you prefer, I'll ask for female ones."

"No, that's not what I want to say."

"Hmm? Then what?"

"How we can return your kindness to us?"

Sora added, "Even though you just met us, you offered help to strangers, not even normal humans."

Musica looked a little offended. He narrowed his eyes and glared at them. "You're doubting this handsome-mister-helping-hand?"

Both of them raised their hands on a chest level as if saying "no".

"We just think you're doing much for complete strangers," Sora said. "We might not be able to repay you right away."

Musica laughed while wagging his hand. "I'm not asking for any payment, man! Hahaha!"

Mion and Sora looked confused at each other. They could tell Musica was really sincere in helping them.

"Just let me a good Samaritan, okay?" Musica said.

The two couldn't help but just nodded.

Then Musica stretched his arms forward and leaned his back and yawned. His excited expression changed and stared on the ceiling for long.

They felt something from him. Like a little sadness and regret.

"Well." Musica snapped out of his blank thoughts but still has his eyes on the ceiling. "I just want to do something good in my life!"

There was a sad smile on his face.

Then he rose to his feet, as if shrugging the sadness away.

"I better prepare my presentation tomorrow," he said as he took his tablet from his bag and went up. He stopped before entering his room. "After my meeting tomorrow, I will help you," he said to them from the second floor. "Feel free to do everything you want."

The next morning, Musica, with slicked-back hair again, wearing a formal, corporate attire over a black coat outside,  came to his office. As he walked inside, most of the employees were greeting him politely. He would simply nod up as a sign of reply.

Based on the way he acted now, he seemed like a little cold and far from people. He's like a young owner of a big company, a big shot - rich and maybe spoiled - or a celebrity, whom when people see him might be captivated because of his overall handsome and clean looks from top to bottom.

He entered the meeting room where there were already few people. He greeted them good morning then walked in front to begin his presentation.

Meanwhile, Mion found a business magazine where the cover looked like Musica in his corporate yet striking look.

Sora, who could read a little, read the cover feature aloud. "The New Heir of the Argent, Corp. - In His Early 20s".

As per the article, Musica's name real was Alexis M. Argent. The Argent Corp. was founded for more than 40 years already. It was the top brand of luxury jewelries that not only sells inside the country but also exports worldwide. Aside from jewelries, they also have cruising services and restaurants around the world. They even have partner foundations that gives free education to less fortunate children, and others.

Jim, one of Musica's attendant saw them reading the first magazine that his boss was featured. He handed them one more and this time it was men's health and love magazine. He read them over to them and it was obvious that Jim was praising Musica so much.

"That's why he is so busy and popular with girls," Sora commented.

Mion added, "You all seem to respect him so much."

"Yes!" Jim proudly said. He's actually our childhood classmate. Wins and I. We were just poor children in a province. We didn't have any money so we would always bring our snacks. But there were also days when we didn't have anything at all. We would ask our classmates to give us their leftovers, if any. We were even bullied and labeled as beggars so we didn't ask for them anymore. Alex, I mean, Musica, would stop the bullies by words and gave us his snacks even if he didn't have enough for three of us. His family was a little middle class. Until he got into high school, but Wins and I stopped. His father lose his job due to lay-off. He needed to stop for a year and work for his own tuition. Thankfully he graduated from high school."

Jim saw that there were questions forming out of Mion's and Sora's faces. He understood what they were.

"You must thought he was already born into the rich and prominent Argent family," Jim said.

They nodded. Since they just read that Argent Corp. just celebrated their 40th anniversary.

Jim continued, "His mother was an Argent but he's father is just a simple --- ".

The sound of the door opening was heard. They looked at the direction and saw Musica. He removed his necktie and coat and hang it on the stand.

"Welcome back, boss!" Jim said. "You're early today."

"I'm back," Musica flatly replied. He looked a little tired and stress. He went directly to his bar, poured a whiskey to the glass and sipped a mouthful.

"Is there a problem, boss?"

Musica sighed. "I have to oversee the new production branch. It's in Asia. One month or longer, as the need arises."

"Oh, I see. That's cruel."

Basing on Musica's words and expression, Mion and Sora realized that there's something bothering him. He was rich - he had this house, a good title, a secure future - but what was he didn't like about these.

Musica looked at them. "Sorry guys. I can't help you as promised. I have to leave tonight." He then smiled a little, but also there's a lingering sadness behind it. "But like I said, you can do whatever you want. You can stay here or leave. I can even give you some cash since you will be needing it to get by everyday while finding your sister."

Mion shook his head. "It's already enough that you can let us stay here. But we will work to have money. Just focus on your work."

Musica nodded. "Okay. Just let Jim or Wins know if you ever need anything else."

"We will be able to repay you soon."

Musica smirked. "Sure."