Bella's Script
Wound dressing plaster

A few moments ago

“Wiihh Mas Ozi, how are you? Long time no see. How is it healthy?” Sapa Roni who just returned from buying coffee.

In his hand he carried a cup of coffee that still reflected his smoke.

“Good Ron, Alhamdulillah already healthy. Lo how are you?” Ozi shook Roni's hand then patted her familiar shoulder.

“Alhamduliilah well too. Sorry mas, when you are sick I do not take a look at lo.” Roni looks full of regret.

“Do not think. I'm even grateful, you're the same friends here have helped me, willing to donate your blood for me. I don't know how it should be.” Reveal Ozi with a full day.

“Yes, no need to be in bales times. Do’ aja let us-we are always healthy. Mas Ozi is also healthy, later we fishing together again.”

Roni and Ozi are familiar from a long time ago, since Bella first worked at this PH and increasingly familiar when joining the artistic department. Ozi who often shuttle Bella, make him know almost most of the employees in this PH.

“Aamiin... Thanks Ron.”

“Sama-sama mas.”

“By the way, you want to see Bella?”

“He's still outside, same Devan. Beuh, get closer to them, Mas. Yesterday came to the hand-hold office. Don't know by now, not accidentally what how..” cerocos Roni, report on Ozi.

Ozi just smiled, apparently Roni did not know that love bird was married.

“It's good that Bella can deket same other men. At least I'm calm, because it means my adek is not traumatized as a boy right?”

“Hahaha yes really. I see Devan well, it fits Bella, if they chat connect, like one such understanding. Chat anything must be exciting.” Cerocos Roni's.

Ozi only smiled while occasionally nodding.

“By the way, if Inka does not enter today?” Suddenly Ozi asked about the Inca.

“Oh, no sign in. Mas Ozi want to see you?”

“Iyaaa... There need.”

“There's his son. It was in the studio again, preparing for a musical concert later malem. You see again his artist on GR.” With plain Roni explained.

“Which studio is next to?” Ozi was curious.

No matter what Inca was like while working, she only knew that her sister and Inca were known as the energic duo in this PH.

“Mas Ozi straight, later turn right. There's an exit, there's an entrance. Front-front door equals backstage.” Roni Rutun.

“Okey, thank you..” Ozi excitedly patted Roni on the shoulder and rushed to meet the Inca.

Arriving at the studio door, Ozi heard a loud voice of a man from inside the room.

“Once again I'm horrified or see you come to my house, I'm sure your feet will not be able to step again anywhere. Lo understand?” the echoing voice of the man sounded full of intimidation.

Considering that the Inca were in the room, Ozi immediately entered. And sure enough, he saw the Inca was begging a tall man who was pulling his hair.

“I beg...” Inka pleads with tears.

“Just be the only one I have, I can't possibly not see papah. Me,”

“DIAM!” yelled the man, shouting.

The man raised his hand into the air. Ozi could see that he was about to punch the Inca. As fast as lightning he ran, passing through a row of seats, and “Grap!”

The man's hand was successfully held.

It felt like he wanted to break the hand of the man who dared to lay his hand on the Inca. Inca who grimaced in pain because of her hair in the jambakpun only she lyrics with the corner of her eyes. What kind of man the Inca faced, really provoked Ozi's emotions.

In Ozi's hand, he was already holding plaster and cotton and wound medicine. He painstakingly and slowly cleansed the Inca wounds. While Inca, he still melted tears in the corner of his narrowed eyes. Not because the wound was too painful but because it was so scary for him.

His scalp still feels sore because of Andra's jubay. When he closed his eyes, fierce face and eyes barking Andra so clearly filled all the field of view and made his heart flutter not because of the sticky rice.

“Lo likes sports gak?” Ozi asked in between his efforts to put wound medicine on the Inka's index finger and make the girl grimace.

“Like. But not for long. Sststtt...” Sahut Inca while holding the pain.

“My friends have taekwondo, tomorrow I register. You can request the schedule according to the empty day lo.” This time Ozi wrapped the Inca wound with plaster.

“Make what?” Inca's attention became distracted by Ozi who was so calm to treat it.

“Let's not hurt like this again. So women do not be too resigned, do not give the opportunity for others to bully you. If it is pierced yes opponent.” He touched the wound he had covered with plaster.

“Iisshhh Mas Bima! Pain tau!” Inca reflexes hit Ozi's shoulder. And Ozi just fell silent not budging.

“Gosh! Sorry, I don't mean Mas Bima. But, that was... I reflex.” Inka bit her index finger, feeling guilty for hitting Ozi.

“Blow lo won't even be able to matiin mosquito.” Ledek Ozi, although actually the Inca punch is quite hard and painful.

“Dih, even menggeledek.” Inka squeaks.

Since then, he could not control himself to be graceful and sweet in front of Ozi. I don't know what the reason is. But he felt that at this time he was more comfortable behaving as is.

“I wouldn't dare to fight Andra, but because I respect him.” Lirih Inka slowly, but can still be heard Ozi.

“Descending ourselves and letting others intimidate us, not a way to respect others.” Ozi chimed in casually while taking care of the drugs he had originally used.

Hearing Ozi's words, Inka became stunned. He turned to Ozi who was sitting next to him and looked busy himself.

“There are many yes mas. I'm the second person who took me after Bella.” Reveal it with teary eyes, haru.

He looked at his finger clad in plaster, his neat scroll, the folds of the ends were also symmetrical, truly reflecting a slick Ozi. As Inca smiled to herself, her admiration for Ozi grew.

“Gue did ask you to stop chasing me, but I never asked you to stop me, nyokap let alone Bella. You do not need to look for attention in any way, you are mediocre even my family already love the same lo.” Ozi said after finishing her job cleaning the medicine box.

He glanced at the Inca who nodded slowly hearing his words. It could be seen his smile that rose after hearing Ozi's words. It was much better to see this girl smiling.

Unaware of Ozi looking at him, Inka turned to the man who was now beside her. They sat for a while and did not want to let go of each other's eyes.

Inca with admiration for the man she idolized long ago and Ozi who began to worry about the weak girl before him.

“If aunt Saras same Bella love me, can not Mas Bima also love me?” ask the Inca without cue.

Highlight his innocent-looking eyes sparkled and made Ozi glare

“Ehm!” Ozi chose to turn his face away, the Inca question made his feelings not careless.

“Sorry, if any question I impressed stupid.” Inka turned her face away and it felt like she wanted to dig up the ground to hide from Ozi.

Without waiting for long, the Inca stood up immediately.

“Thank you for the help. I'm sorry.” Suddenly pamphanya. He can not linger with Ozi because it makes his feelings unbecoming.

Happiness and shame mix into one.

He left Ozi without waiting for the man's reply. Running around and hiding behind a pole to calm his racing heart.

Ozi just smiled at the manner of the Inca.

“Basic boy!” he said, while wiping his chest that suddenly swished warmly with a heartbeat that increased rapidly. What was? Is he sick?

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