Bella's Script
More than 3 small words

“Ting keg's. Ting tong!” The bell's voice was heard clearly by Bella.

Bella, who is currently in the living room and watching television alone, lazily looks at the door. All day he spent his time lazily, lying on the couch, watching whatever shows passed by, even though his mind was not here.

Lazily he got up. Tidying up her messy hair before she finally left to open the door.

“Ting keg's. Ting tong!” The bell sounds again.

“Ya bentar.” Bella who was a few steps away reached the mouth of the door. Can't wait she thought.

He turned the key and the door knob, and his eyes immediately rounded as he saw who had appeared behind the door.

“Gosh!” The cry of quickly closing the door of the house in panic then leaning behind the door.

His heart thumped as he saw who was standing before him.

“Bell, it's me.” Said Devan who was shocked that the door was closed again.

“You want to come here? I don't want to see you again Van.” Bella from behind the door.

He leaned against the door while covering his face with both hands. He's not ready to face Devan.

“Bell, come on, don't kayak gini. I understand you need time but don't shy away from me. I need to squirm lo, make mastiin if you will be all right Bell...” Light Devan from out there.

Bella just kept quiet while thinking. Is he ready to meet Devan while his condition is like this? His mind has been in turmoil since the incident this morning.

“Gue apologizes that this morning made you uncomfortable. The way I am, the time and place I take also do not consider your condition. I was too selfish and rushed to make you feel cornered and overwhelmed. I'm really sorry, Bell.” Devan said regretfully.

He bowed lethargicly in front of the door that was still closed, but he believed Bella was still behind.

Hearing Devan's words, Bella so straightened her body. He has to admit, Devan is a gentle man. Behind his cold and indifferent attitude, it turns out he is very sensitive.

“Bell, there's something you should know. When I told you that I wanted to marry you, it was because I love you. I am no longer kidding.” It sounded like Devan was continuing his sentence in earnest.

“I said that I love you. "

"When I say that, I'm really trying to convey my feelings that really can't be represented by just those three little words.”

“Gue tries to say that lo means more to me than to anyone in the world. I'm trying to tell you that I admire you and I really appreciate the time we spent together, all this time.”

“Gue tries to explain that I want lo, more than that I need lo. I feel lost in my beautiful thoughts whenever I think of you. And every time I look at you with complete confidence I try to tell you that you are the best thing that ever existed in my life.”

“You mean a lot for me Bell.. But I know, I can't be as selfish as it's maxain feeling I'm the same lo.”

“Lo once said, I am an option in your life and it does not matter to me. I’ll try my best and strive to be the best choice for you. Priority is about effort, like my efforts to show that you are important to me.”

“But, no matter how big my feelings are, I will still give you the right. The right to have your own feelings. You have the full right to determine whether you will accept me or not, It’s up to you, as you will be happy with the choice of lo.”

“Lo my priority, I love you the same lo. Do not have to feel burdened. My feelings are happy or sad, not your responsibility. You just need to know, I mean it with my words.”

“I'm really love you Bell Lirih Devan touches the door leaf that borders him with Bella. He was stuck in his place. This is an effort that he can show as a form of seriousness to Bella.

Behind the door, Bella can only sniffle. He cupped his face. All Devan's words made his chest tight. Yeah, just the tightness he feels right now.

For more than 10 minutes they were silent. After being able to control herself, Bella again opened the door.

Devan was still standing before him. He smiled slightly at Bella as the girl's puffy eyes looked at him. He reached out his hand, giving Bella's phone left in her house. Unexpectedly, the plan to return Bella's phone turned into an attempt to show her feelings.

“Thanks.” Bella's voice sounded weak. He took the phone in Devan's hand trembling.

Devan just nodded slowly.

It was only a few minutes that they met. Then Bella went back in, but a few seconds later her steps stopped. He turned around and looked at Devan.

“At the moment, I don't know what to answer. Thanks for everything. All I need right now is myself. I need to be at peace with myself and the circumstances I'm in. Sorry Van.” Sluggishly.

Bella stared fixedly at the man who was now standing straight in front of her. Her calm face gave Bella the courage to say what she needed right now. He believes Devan can wisely understand what he wants.

“No problem, don’t say sorry. I know, this is heavier for lo.” Devan rubbed Bella's tears gently.

“Take your time Bell, during whatever it is. I'm sure nothing will change how I feel. But please don't disappear from my reach. I need to see you.” Her impression rubbed Bella's head. The man smiled but his eyes were red and teary. Bella knows, this is not an easy thing for Devan.

“Ya.” That's the only thing Bella said wrapped in a dumb smile.

“Include, the air is cold.” Pinta Devan as Bella looks doubtful.

A few minutes later, Bella came in. He left Devan, still staring at the door. For the time being, he only wanted to stare at the door that was his limit with Bella while waiting for the girl to reopen it.

*****

The clink of the guitar sounds beautiful from one corner in the food court area. The food court is right in the sebrang a park that is usually visited by residents around to spend their free time in the afternoon until night. Enjoy a typical snack of the night market, heavy food limited to fried chicken and fried catfish as well as cold and sweet drinks are common in the dish there.

There was Niko there who was filling her time with busking. He installed some simple audio nearby so that the sound of his guitar passages could be heard in many directions.

While enjoying the food, some people approached, they tried to enjoy the appearance of Niko who was alone.

The clang of the acoustic guitar was slowly filled in Niko's soft voice. He sang Lewis Capaldi - Someone You Loved, which made the atmosphere feel so warm and romantic.

“I'm going under and this time, I fear there's no one to save me

This all or nothing really got a way of driving me crazy

I need someone to heal

Somebody to have

Somebody to hold

It's easy to say

But it's never the same

I guess I kinda liked the way you numbered all the pain.”

People around are getting closer and sitting on empty benches that are usually used as a place to eat. They begin to enjoy Niko's soft voice. Some just watch, some while eating there are also fun recording and singing.

Closing her eyes Niko tried to enjoy every note she clinked along with the line of lyrics she said.

Without Niko noticing, there was someone sitting on one of the benches while watching him. The man in the hat gave a small smile watching Niko's appearance to the end.

One song is finished. People applauded Rangga no exception. Niko smiled kindly as a few people approached her and filled the box nearby with small fractions of money.

“Rangga?” Sapa Niko when she saw her best friend standing in front of her.

“Yap, it's me.” Rangga Sahut. He stretched out his arms, welcoming a friend he had not seen for a long time.

“How are you doing bro?!!” Niko asked as she patted Rangga's shoulder in her embrace.

“As you can see. I'm fine.” She hugged Niko back.

They kept their distance and looked at each other. Indeed nothing changed from them other than Rangga who looked thinner.

“Can I join?” Ask Rangga. She hasn't sung with Niko in a long time.

“Wah, it's an honor for me. Ayok!” Niko happily gave her guitar to Rangga.

“Thanks bro.” Welcomed Rangga. He immediately pulled the guitar string and set his favorite snar position.

While Niko chose to take the keyboard that she kept behind. Hah, his spirit suddenly stirred to see the former vocalist of his band standing in front of him.

“For Ko.” Bring Rangga.

“Okey.” Niko looked excited. Usually Rangga always asked that he was alone in front but this time, he asked to be accompanied.

“Ordinary song?” Ask Rangga.

“Lo sure?” Niko looked at the sanctioned Rangga.

“Why not? It's time they found out about our song, right?” Rangga looked at the audience with confidence.

Honestly, holding a guitar and microphone feels like he is holding two powerful weapons that he used to conquer the world.

Be prepared they will be made complacent by the sound and appearance of Rangga with Niko.

“Treeeng..” The sound of Rangga's guitar lines began to sound.

Niko greeted him with a clang of keyboard and melodipun chime. Enthusiastic spectators applauded. The bench began to fill up even some of them were willing to stand up to watch the appearance of the two men in front of them.

“Hey, you brown-eyed girl

Look at me now in front of you

Don't you miss me

We miss being together and laughing.

You should know, though,

My nights are quiet without hearing from you

Looking at your pictures is not enough

My mood has now changed

You're the one I always wanted to hear

You're the light that always gives me the light

Come to me, come,

Come near my girl

Let me hug you all the time.”.

The line of the temple sounded profoundly sung by Rangga. His eyes until glazed when he remembered that this song he created with Bella. The shadow of him and Bella while making this song continues to flutter in his mind. His crisp laughter was still clearly heard as he tried to sing Rangga's song with a slight false. Everything was like yesterday but unfortunately, now it's all just memories.

Hearing Rangga who so lived the song, brought the audience to enjoy the appearance of the two handsome men. They get dissolved and feel the true deep message implied from the song.

The sound of their music echoing also accompanied Bella who was alone in her room. He was still crying so hard to face himself. His feelings are flogging erratically. I don't know what he should do now.

While Devan, he chose to run around the park, to expel his mistress. His body was already covered in sweat but did not necessarily make him stop running, trying to change his erratic mood.

Why should love be this easy?

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