The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep11 - Passion Beneath An Opera

Episode 11 - Passion Beneath An Opera

Music and lights were intertwining without fail throughout the roof and the circular walls. The floor was invisible to naked eyes, or to any eyes, it was too dark, too noisy to comprehend, too packed to find a loop hole to view the ground. Nearly a million people were jumping, shouting their hearts out to sing along with the band. Ink Corporated, was finally at its peak.

“How are yall doing tonight?!” asked Z, filled with energy and adrenaline.

Almost everyone shouted back, indicating that they were having the night of their life. “Our next song, is the first song that we ever wrote, I don’t know if many of you have heard of it, it was written by us all, not to forget Amirul Fikri a.k.a Strawberry who was our song writer back then! This is called ‘Now I’m here’, FUCKING ENJOY IT!” Again, people started shouting with anticipation, and when the music played, the cheers got louder, and seconds later, everything faded, they were quiet, they wanted to listen to the band, they wanted to listen to real music.

Ironically, that was their last song, and people shouted more for an encore. Ink Corporated played a cover of ‘Careless Whisper’, and their fans could not be more satisfied. The band went backstage, as they always did after each concert, and they didn’t think that Australia would be any different. Like usual, the ladies were piling up the backstage, wanting to get an autograph, or a hug, or even a kiss from the band members. It varied really, the outcome of after each performance, if they were tired, they would not care at all, if they weren’t, then hugs and kisses would be flying about. That night in Australia, they were too tired.

“Hey guys, there’s a girl out there saying she knows Synyster Tan” Said one of the workers backstage as soon as he entered the band’s resting room.

“What? That can’t be, she’s working in Egypt.” Said Pussy.

“No sir, its not your sweetheart, according to her, she was your classmate.” Replied the worker.

“Bring her in then. I’m too tired to go out.” Commanded Pussy.

“She has two friends with her along though, that ok?” Asked the worker.

“Are they girls?” Asked Z and Bulu simultaneously.

“Yes they are, and mighty fine, I might add.” Answered the worker.

“THEN BRING THEM IN!” Said Z with excitement.

Bulu did not care he was married at that time. It had been one year after he married Apple, and things started to become different, he stopped caring about his one-year old marriage. He started having second thoughts, he started, wanting more. 3 girls dressed in blue, red, and white shirts and black skirts came in.

“Oh my god, it’s you!” Said Pussy.

“Yeah, HI! See, told you girls I knew this band.” Holy told her friends.

“Wow, you’re like, the last person I would think of coming to a place like this!” Commented Pussy.

“Yeah, I really needed a break, I just finished my exams so.” Informed Holy.

“You know what, why don’t you 2 lovely girls come with us, and let these 2 catch up?!” Invited Z, and the 2 girls agreed. Bulu and Z went out with them smiling, their drummer, Mel, was sleeping soundly by the couch.

“Gosh, how long has it been since college?” Asked Holy.

“I don’t know, 2 years plus?” Suggested Pussy, and Holy agreed bluntly.

They were both talking like old lovers, they were something about that night, the two of them just seemed, perfect. What would have been more perfect was if, Pussy didn’t already have a steady lover. The intro to MIA started playing in Pussy’s pocket, his phone was ringing, he took it out, it said, “Baby calling”. She was calling her boyfriend, she missed her boyfriend. She was in Egypt doing graphics editing work with her company, and here her boyfriend was, having a flirtatious conversation with an old classmate, a female classmate. Pussy decided to not answer the phone call, and mentioned to Holy that the one calling, was a nobody.
They went out, both of them, each with an intention of getting drunk. Pussy needed a break, and so did Holy. They went to an open bar. The owner knew Pussy, the owner gave them bottomless liquor. Before they knew it, they were both drunk than ever.

“You know, I never knew you were…such an INTERESTING guy!” Commented Holy. She was way too drunk to be ethical.

“WELL, always was, you never noticed oni!” Replied Pussy.

“SO does the lead guitarist of a really famous band, have, a girlfriend?” Asked Holy. She did not even realize what she just asked. She did not even want to know.

“WELL…Not right now!” Answered Pussy smiling, and both of them started laughing out of the blue.

“GOOD ANSWER!” Said Holy.

They were staring into each others’ eyes. To them, it felt right, it felt short, it felt like forever. They were too drunk to comprehend what they were doing, they were too drunk to feel shy, they were too drunk, to be dishonest. Both of them said nothing, both of them did nothing but stare, until they got closer, and closer, and closer, and later, their lips touched slowly and willingly. They felt each others’ soft lips, and nothing else mattered. One thing led to the other. Before they knew it, they were in a 5-star hotel room, both dressed with only robes, and nothing more.

Both of them kind of knew what they were doing, but they could not stop it. They were half sane, and half insane. Pussy knew what he was doing was wrong. He was cheating on his steady lover, and Holy, was just too drunk to comprehend right or wrong.

“Z, you know where Pussy is?” Bulu asked Z. They were both at the park, having a nice walk with 2 of Holy’s friends.

“No idea man. I guess they went somewhere to PLAY.” Replied Z.

“Then maybeeee, we should play with each other as well.” Said Rozy, one of Holy’s friends.

“That is a good idea Daisy!” Commented Z.

“It’s Rozy.” Corrected Rozy.

“You wouldn’t mind that when we’re in bed, trust me.” Said Z with confidence.

That was basically their monthly lives. Tour around the continent, casual sex and dates, casual drinks and fun. They made more money than they could ever imagine with the band, they made more fans than they thought possible. Life was well for them, life was going great. Then again, they were at their peak.

“I love you.” Confessed the fully drunk Pussy to Holy. They were now both without clothes, under white sheets.

“I, love you too.” Replied Holy while smiling. It was not the innocent smile, nor the shy smile, or even the happy smile. It was the high that made her smile, but Pussy did not care, nor Holy. They were both too high and drunk to not consummate. Pussy got up, switched off the lights, and let the performance begin. Passion was presence, lust was definitely too, all that was left, was for the script to be carried out. Underneath it all, Pussy had forgotten the most important thing of all, he had forgotten, his protection.

The morning came much later than anticipated. The night was far too long to be remembered fully, but then again, they were drunk. The sun was beaming, being the annoying alarm for the drunk lovers. Pussy opened his eyes, and Holy was sleeping neatly under his arms. He frowned, trying to remember what exactly happened. His phone rang, he thought it was the first time that afternoon, but he soon found out that it was the 25th missed call, by his lover in Egypt. Pussy panicked, he was sweating as if he was the one in Egypt. He dialed Bulu’s number, and no one picked up. He did not realize that Bulu and Z had done the same thing that night, only difference was; they had protection.

Pussy was at lost, he wanted to call somebody, until somebody called him first. It was his girlfriend again, probably worried and missing him much more than ever. He picked up the call.

“Hello.” Said Pussy.

“Oh my god babe! What happened? Why weren’t you answering your calls?” Asked his lover.

“Well I-”

Before Pussy could finish, Holy was already awake, trying to comprehend what happened. After she did, her eyes were wide opened after finding out that both she and Pussy, were naked underneath tainted sheets. Pussy choked in the middle of his phone call. He knew what was coming, he knew what Holy was going to freak out.

“Baby?” Asked Pussy’s lover.

And before he could cover, Holy screeched as hard as she could, and after the 3-second screech, there was the awkward silent that could have lasted an instant and at the same time, forever. That was the moment of truth, that forever changed, Pussy’s life.

THE END

WILL WE EVER FIND OUT WHO PUSSYBERRY’S STEADY LOVER WAS? WILL PUSSYBERRY EVER GET BACK TOGETHER WITH HER? WILL HOLYBERRY EVER FORGIVE PUSSY? WILL WE EVER FIND OUT HOW PUSSYBERRY HID THE UNDERGROUND CHAPEL FROM HIS WIFE AFTER 1 YEAR OF MARRIAGE? WILL KITTYBERRY AND RIBENABERRY FINALLY HAVE A FIGHT? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA