Bella's Script
Stare

Day one worked in the directing department, making Bella like a dejavu. Same table with same sitting position and same view. High buildings towering with clouds that are not too white due to pollution, as if to be a wallpaper that surrounds the scenery before him.

Thursday 5 years ago became the last day he sat here and tidied the script that the story is difficult to forget by the connoisseurs of the mini series. But on that day he stopped writing scripts and chose to move departments without being able to hold.

On a different Thursday, he sat in the same place with the same old task and prepared to face difficulties that might not be much different. Bella and her second world that often makes her drown without being diverted. Only, was he ready to endure until the end this time?

Slightly moved from its place, to open the window so that outside air into the room. Although there is AC indoors, it is necessary to actually open a window to exchange the air of the room with the air outside in order to feel there is life. Yeah, at least there's air blowing.

Bella was not long before the window. After breathing the outside air several times looking at the buildings around it towering makes the city of Jakarta feel crowded.

He went back to his desk and opened his laptop.

“Where to go?” ask a voice that is standing next to him.

Bella just smiled, then turned to look at Rini who was standing next to her. Miss Kepo was watching Bella's laptop screen while sipping a drink in her cup. From the smell it looks like coffee.

“Still here aja.” Bella's heart is relaxed.

“Melisa also again write the script. Only this time not based on lo.” synopsis Rini lowered her voice at the end of the sentence.

“Good dong. There's progress.” Bella is calm.

He notices Melisa whose table is opposite him. The woman did look serious typing and occasionally muttered like she was stringing words passing through her mind.

Bella so remember, since the first met with Melisa, the woman in her 30s was always cold to her. Several times he was asked by Mr. Eko to use the Bella synopsis to be used as a script, he did not refuse. But Bella can feel the uncomfortable feeling that Melisa feels when she gets the task of developing Bella's synopsis but the woman always tries to look calm. Without rippling and cold. It's really hard to guess.

“He wants to make soap operas, not mini series kayak lo again. And maybe your story can lose Bell, same story he.” Hashed Rini with a mocking smile.

“Lose?” Bella asked back. Look at Rini with a smile.

“Since when in PH is there a race? Isn't it teamwork here? Not competition between individuals?” bella continued calmly.

Rini is a great instigator. He always lures anyone to be made a sheep fighting material.

“And I don't feel anymore competing, I'm the same ica different project. Compete for what? Search face?” this time Bella who lowered her voice at the end of the sentence but was full of emphasis.

Rini did not answer. But from the look on his face it looks very upset that he is very upset. Without asking, Rini finally left. His mouth was still kamit like repeating Bella's sentence to her ridicule. Never mind, such a person does not need to be responded to.

Important work starts. Bella begins to sink into her other world. Typing quickly and occasionally slows down as he tries to find the right words and sentences to describe the contents of his script. Sometimes he muttered and nodded and smiled to himself when he managed to find a phrase that had stuck in his mind.

1, 2, 3, 4 and the next hours passed. Bella was completely lost in thought. Play with her imagination, come into contact with her emotions and her hands still dance beautifully over the alphabet ranks.

Without Bella noticing, someone was looking at her from inside the room. It was interesting to see Bella with a serious face. Her original hardy hair with a few strands of unbound hair cubs made her look very plain and sweet.

Devan, yes he is Devan. The man who previously enjoyed reading the synopsis belongs to Bella, but now even so pay attention to the author with the page.

“Thanks unique lo head Bell.” His mind is smiling.

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That afternoon, after all the work was done the Inca chose to look for Bella. For two days they did not talk much. Usually since Bella arrives at the office, the Inca will continue to stick and serocos tell any story with Bella. But these two days his world is deserted.

Go to her room, but only to be greeted by the ironic hospitality shown by Rini and Melisa. Seeing Bella is not on her desk, of course, Inka can guess where her best friend is currently.

The swimming pool, where Bella's usual choice of places she visited. This outdoor pool, which is arranged aesthetically, has always been a place to go after Bella wrote a long and tiring story or just to restore her normal mind.

The transition from the hallucinatory world of the story to the real world sometimes takes time. Not only mentally but emotionally and mentally.

Dipping her feet into the pool and letting the cold run along her veins and nerves, made Bella always feel better. This is the simple me time that Bella always does.

“Your meeting with the water made me like I stopped thinking for a while. My soul seems to have returned to its shell perfectly. There were no noises in my head that made me tired. I love Ka.” That's what Bella often reveals when other people ask why Bella likes to be in this pool.

In the back there was an Inca who photographed it and then sent the photo to someone. Mas B with a black heart mark behind him became the name he pinned on the box. Only a few moments of his time were seized until then he approached Bellla.

“Nyebur aja.” A very familiar voice was heard clearly along with the sound of approaching footsteps.

“Do not need to mengelek.” When it came, it was true that the Inca were approaching.

The woman gave a small smile, then ran over and sat down next to Bella.

“You want me to teach you how to swim?” the bargain while splashing the pool water on Bellla.

“Why? You still don't dare?” Bella likes to be near water but she can't swim. And when he was offered to learn to swim, he always refused.

“Didn't you dare, what if people see me as the pope? Repot right?” let him relax.

“Ah well, you are not as big as whales kok Bell. Lo it's sexy Bell. Plump.” Tempted Inca while elbowing Bella's hand.

“Eemmm... Tell me you want to sneak but hesitate. Asem lo!” timpal Bella's.

“Hahahaha..” with Delight Inca laugh.

Hearing the Inca laugh crisply, made Bella pay attention to her best friend. This laugh that he missed after a day just chatting with rows of letters and symbols and spaces.

“How’s your day Ka?” bella asked as Inca fell silent.

Two days not working together, it feels awkward. Usually the Inca are always angry and sensitive if there is a field team job that is not appropriate. Never stop working and talk a lot. Somehow these 2 days. But from his face, it looks like he is tired.

“Gue can what without lo Bell?” lirih Inka. Bella's move was like a part of her leaving. Although only blocked the walls of the room but chatting with Bella is more difficult to do in previous appeals.

Noticing the Inca, it was quick to change his expression from laughing to moody as he was now.

Bella just smiled. Seeing someone we care about and immediately seeing the response is a relief. In contrast to asking through messages that are still ignored.

Yes, the message that Bella sent to Rangga with a sound, “Honey, what else? How was it today?” It was an hour ago and not yet read.

Some years feel like this, Bella should be used to it but it seems difficult.

“Lo how is it today, smoothly?” the Inca asked.

“Alhamdulillah..” Bella nods slowly. Maybe at this time it is better to focus on the Inca in front of him.

“News from bang Ozi?” he remembered that until now he had not asked about the continuation of the Inca story about the gift he gave to Ozi.

Inka just smiled, looking at Bella. For a moment he looked at the water. There's something that bothered her feelings if she didn't tell Bella.

“Gue has met Bima.” He said without hesitation.

“Hah, swear? How do I not know?” Bella to the point. Who would have thought the quiet Inca, had dared to go that far.

“Heeeyy, when did you meet bang Ozi, why not stories?” Bella shook the body of the Inca who resigned following the direction of Bella's motion.

“But!  Even smile.” Pointing with the wrath of the blushing Inca face.

“When did you meet? Don't want to tell me the same?” force Bella.

The Inca did not answer immediately. He put his hand on Bella's arm and rested his head on Bella's shoulder. There was a deep breath that he then exhaled slowly.

“After I give the gift, tomorrow we call Bima me.” One unexpected thing was quite surprising for Bella.

Ozi responds to the Inca. He had met several times and his attitude was always cold. He thought Ozi would behave the same way as any other woman.

“He invited me to meet and we chat long enough.” Inka smiled to herself as she recalled sitting opposite Bima.

Unfortunately he did not dare to look at his handsome face. He was too nervous and could only play the straw in his glass while occasionally sipping drinks unsettled.

Unlike Bella who he often sees smiling, Ozi is cold and indifferent. One thing that is similar to this brother and sister is, both are observers. Likes to pay close attention to his interlocutor. And that made the Inca pound even more.

Raising her head, Bella turned and smiled.

“It turns out, in the Bima mas world there are only lo and nyokap lo Bell. You are very lucky to have a brother who is very fond of lo.” He said with full intent.

“You mean, as long as you two, just discuss me as well nyokap?” this is what Bella concluded from the Inca narrative.

The Inca nodded slowly. “He said, lo and nyokap lo is everything. And he never thought of anything else but that.”

For a while, Bella tried to digest the Inca's unusual facial expression. He was disappointed but his lips were still smiling.

“But he didn't ask you to go as far right?” when it comes to women, this is usually what Ozi says.

Since Bella High School, I don't know how many women who meet her and ask her for help to get close to Ozi. But Ozi never responded. The same thing may be experienced by the Inca and this really makes him sad.