Chapter 41
The morning sun rose and its beams lit up the sky like glittering gold.
Mok was sound asleep, while Angel took a shower and got dressed. She then returned to Mok's room to open up the drapes.
"Mok, get up, tonight's the night!" she exclaimed, but he groaned.
Minnie came in and got up on Mok, who draped a blanket over his face. "Get up, get up, get up!" she repeated and roughly rubbed his shoulders.
"Okay, okay, I'm awake," he moaned and lifted his head, but then placed it back down on a pillow.
Awhile later, Mok came down to the kitchen for breakfast and looked at Angel, Minnie, Nicholai, and Harold eating their morning meal.
"Are you nervous?" Minnie asked him, but he chuckled.
"No, in fact, I'm terrified," he replied and the others laughed. "I'm going to the concert hall early with Harold, so that we can practice a little more," he said and sat down.
"Oh, by the way, I'm going to get these stitches removed a little later," Angel replied, pointing to her back.
"Before I forget, I have a present for you," Mok said and Cindy came in with two boxes and laid them on the table.
Angel opened them and gasped as she pulled out a red, leather jacket that looked just hers before she lost it in Miami. She then pulled out a pair of black pants and black leather boots.
"They look like my old clothes," Angel said.
"I had some tailors make them for you because I thought they would be fitting for tonight," Mok replied and Angel kissed him on the cheek.
"Put it on! Put it on!" Minnie exclaimed, bouncing up and down on her stool.
"Minnie, you're going to fall off," Nicholai warned and the little girl stopped squiggling.
Angel did change into her "new" clothes and she felt good to be wearing them.
Some time later, Mok and Harold, with Toad as their chauffeur, left the mansion for the concert hall.
"See you there!" Minnie called out at the two men as the limo sped away.
Mok checked his pocket and felt the diamond ring there and he gave a sigh of relief.
"You're going to ask her, aren't you?" Harold asked and Mok nodded.
"If in case she does, congratulations for the two of you. If not, then I hope the both of you will figure something out," he added and Mok had to chuckle.
Upon arriving at the concert hall, there was a swarm of news media personnel, but Toad pushed them away.
"The world really loves you," Harold joked as they entered inside.
Mok led Harold to the large stage and showed him a clip-on device. "This will go on your violin, so that everyone will be able to hear it on the speakers. Want to give it a go?" he asked and Harold nodded.
He clipped the device on the main body of the violin and started to tune it. The sound flowed out of the speakers everywhere and most of the crew was surprised to see such an instrument.
"Don't stand just there," Mok ordered the crew and they left.
He gave Harold and some of the concert crew in charge a layover of how the concert will proceed.
Mok will perform two songs and then Harold will 'rise' from the stage and perform two songs, 'Short Trip Home' and 'The Appalachia Waltz'.
"The last song will be a duet with Angel Lyons. I'll ask her to come onto the stage and we'll perform," Mok said and everyone nodded.
The hour was getting close and Mok went to the dressing room to get into a red and black jumpsuit* and have makeup applied to his face.
"This is it Mok," Harold said as he placed his cap onto his head. "Soon, the world will say goodbye to a legend, but it will also know your desire."
Then, they heard the shouting of people clamoring into the auditorium. Mok's heart began to pound, 'Get a grip, old fellow,' his thoughts said as he calmed himself and touched the ring in his pocket.
Meanwhile, Angel, Minnie, and Nicholai had arrived and Zip and Cindy showed them to their reserved seats. It was actually sort of a floating floor that rose high off the ground and it gave a good view of the stage.
"Oh, I can't wait!" Minnie exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"Neither can I," Angel said and looks down at the crowd.
Thousands of spectators crowded around each other, barely making enough elbow room. Unbeknownst to Angel, Omar had entered the auditorium and he was looking for her. 'Where are you hiding, bitch?' his mind said and found a place that had a good-enough view from the back.
Then, the lights dimmed and colored laser beams played in the air and mist surrounded the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen," an announcer said over the speakerphone and everyone hushed. "The Music Hall of Ohmtown is proud to present Mok and his final goodbye."
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*For Mok's jumpsuit, I want you to visualize it as Michael Jackson's jumpsuit from the 'Thriller' music video.