Bella's Script
Bella - Ranges

A cafe became the place to go to Bella and Rangga at this time. During the trip to the cafe, there was no meaningful conversation. They are engrossed with their respective minds whose point is to think about the security sentence earlier.

Dating for almost 8 years has given them so much that they went through together. Passing through the times that make them get to know each other more through quarrels due to small problems, differences in perception and habits to dreams that they want to achieve in the future.

But until almost 8 years ago, it was not clear what the direction of their relationship would be. Bella who finally let everything flow just like that, chose to shift her focus to work and so did Rangga, all the efforts she made to achieve the ideals that she dreamed of since the beginning of being a famous band.

Bella was not born into a sultan's family with abundant wealth so it does not have a high standard of prospective partners. For him, because he loves the man, he will survive until any time with the man of his choice.

As for Rangga, now the most important thing is to realize his dream first so that later he can be seen as worthy to become the ideal partner for women who will become his wife.

Until they reached the cafe, their silence broke when a waitress gave a menu book and asked what food they would order.

“I want Spaghetti agglio and strawberry juice. What are you pesen?” his attention turned to Rangga who was still flipping through the pages of the menu book without showing more interest.

“Get roasted equal orange juice.” Timpal Rangga, once and then closed the menu book.

“Good, in wait ya kak.” Waitress was gone after taking note of Bella and Rangga's order menu.

“You haven't eaten that?” Bella looked at Rangga's face that looked lethargic. The order he requested was no longer a light menu. Though in hours like this, Rangga rarely eat rice because he has to maintain his body shape so as not to damage the row of torn bread that he painstakingly formed in the abdomen and chest.

“Not yet. I guarded the shop all day. Incidentally the same mama papah should ngunjungin brother who is sick in Bekasi. Want to practice the band also hunted kesorean.” Bright with lazy.

Rangga tried to grab Bella's hand in front of him.

“Adek where is it? Tumben you guard the store.” Trying to avoid when the tip of Rangga's fingers trying to touch his fingers.

“Moreover than mabar same temen.” His mouth is getting lazy. There was a rough breathing from Rangga's mouth that leaned his body on the back of the cafe chair. He looked at Bella with a page.

“You thought about the security talk bell?” his gaze grew sharper.

“Em, little.” Bella smiled blandly. Of course he thought about it, because similar words not only once he heard from security earlier but already very often and from many people.

Rangga nodded in understanding. He also thought the same thing but did not expect that what Bella did not only think about it but change attitude.

“Okey. Now I want nanya,” Rangga leaned her body closer to Bella then supported her chin with both hands.

“As long as we're dating, have I ever seen any intention of ruining you? Or do you feel threatened for being near me?” that question was then thrown by Rangga without turning his gaze. Like locking Bella.

“Em, no. That's not what.” Bella started to misbehave.

“I feel comfortable with you. I also love that you are always by my side and near me. You're like a drug and a drink that can make me drunk. Sometimes I'm afraid of myself.”

“Maybe it may be a good idea if we reduce physical contact. You want to say sir sanusi earlier, the longer we date, the more powerful Satan tempt us.” Bella's voice sounded slow. He paid attention to the surrounding environment and of course the change in expression of Rangga's thin smiling face.

Rangga straightened his body and leaned back.

“Okey, if it wants you.” His voice sounded disappointed.

“Yang, that's not what I mean.” Replaced Bella who leaned her body, she knew, maybe Rangga did not agree with her at this time.

“Ya then?” sela Rangga, with a cold look.

“I love you so much. I often cannot control my feelings. And I'm also afraid that I can't control what I do. That's what I mean.” Bella bowed lethargicly with a raucous voice at the end of her sentence.

Too much love, making Bella might give anything to Rangga but his consciousness is still full, he can not push himself in a relationship that is more than just a courtship. No matter how close their current relationship is, the principle is still too strong if she will only give herself completely to her husband later.

“You're still the same Bell, you still can't believe me.” Rangga pulled her body away from Bella and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“No, not gitu.” Bella shook her head in a doldrums.

Rangga just sniffed his shoulders indifferently. Luckily the waiter came to bring their ordered food so that their attention was slightly diverted.

Baked pasta and ribs are presented in plain sight. Its beautiful appearance and inviting taste should make both of them eat the food immediately. But it seems, the appetite of both of them is starting to fade.

“Eat first the,“ Bella gives a spoon and fork to Rangga.

Without a word Rangga took the iron couple and began to eat his food. They eat in a quiet atmosphere. Rangga who ate hastily either because of hunger or anger, and Bella who ate slowly while looking at the face of her lover who looked disappointed.

“Sorry to me,.” Bella as she plays the pasta she rolls with her fork. This dinner should be a good time for him. But this time it doesn't seem.

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“Did you ever think that we'd get married?” the question was suddenly asked by Bella.

Moments ago, they arrived in front of Bella's house. But both are still reluctant to move. Between not wanting to part and needing each other, or something unfinished and having to talk about.

Bella turned to look at Rangga who was sitting behind the wheel and was looking ahead there. The car lights he turned off and saw his hands gripping the steering forcefully. His forehead was slightly wrinkled, as if confirming that he was thinking about Bella's question.

Almost 8 years of dating, just this time the sentence came out of Bella's mouth. Talk about marriage so far has only been made into jokes and romantic spices. But this time, it seemed like Bella had actually decided to ask Rangga about this.

He took Bella's hand for her to hold and kissed her. “But not now-now yes Bell.” It was full of regrets.

“Why?” bella's face turned confused.

“I love you, you love me too. Isn't the end of every feeling of love is confirmed in a marriage?” Bella stared fixedly at the man in front of her who was still engrossed in kissing his hand without answering his question.

“Yang,, Answer dong! Are you seriously in love with me?” Bella started whining.

“Yes of course I love you. It's just that,” Rangga paused his sentence with a sigh of rage. His voice sounded weak. He let go of Bella's hand and switched to rubbing her face rough.

“I'm not ready Bell. I'm not ready.” With a frustrated face.

Bella also breathed her rough. He dropped his body leaning against the car seat. Her sad eyes were staring far ahead, dark and no shadow like their relationship.

“But not ready because what? Is 8 years not enough time for us to know each other?” bella in despair.

“Bell,.” Rangga again grabbed Bella's hand, making the girl turn her head with her sad face.

“8 Years is enough for us to know each other. But you know, 8 years together we have not been able to prove anything?”

“I feel, there are still many things that I have to achieve first before thinking about marriage. Until now, I don't know where to support you if we get married. With the condition of kayak gini, where can I find your family to ask you to marry me. I can be considered crazy Bell,” said Rangga in frustration.

“Why is your benchmark always about material?” changed Bella who asked in annoyance.

“What do you consider my family like? They're matre? No Rangga!” bella.

“Yes I know they don't matre but, they can't possibly trust their son to be as unemployed as I am?! Marriage is hard, Bell. Not as good as fairy tales. Inget, we wriggle them happy at the reception, we never know after that what their difficulties. And maybe we're having a harder time than them.” Rangga raised his voice.

With teary eyes Bella clenched her mouth. The hardest thing in their relationship is because Rangga feels he is not on a level worthy enough to be his partner.

“You are so pessimistic? Don't you believe in fortune after marriage?” Bella started to lower her voice. “Let's pick it up together. I know you've worked hard to achieve your dreams and I'll always be by your side. Wouldn't strengthening each other after marriage be more relieving?” persuade Bella.

Seeing Bella's teary eyes made Rangga's heart crisp. Bella's face slowly and gently rubbed.

“Can you wait for me in a moment? At least until I get results from my band. I need provisions to make it look worthy in the eyes of your family. I know, you are very valuable to your family, so I want to show you the same. Could it be Bell? Please...” Lirih Rangga grasped Bella's hands.

Seeing the concentrated netra owned by Rangga who filled a lot of seriousness, making Bella finally melt. A small nod from Bella was greeted with a hug from Rangga.

“Still Bell, thanks for always knowing me. I promise, I'll try harder. Please wait for me in a moment. Hem?” the whisper of heaven was uttered by Rangga right in Bella's ear. Like a new hope for their relationship that the love of both will be anchored beautifully.

“Iyaa, I will wait for you. I will also try to fix many things that are less than me. Not only do you feel worthy of me, but I am worthy of you. Hem?” Bella kissed Rangga's shoulder which supported her chin.

“Sure. I Love you Bell.. With all I have.”.

“I love you too, more and more.” Reply Bella. For a while they hugged each other, letting go of the longing that was always there at all times.

Feeling the atmosphere is better, Rangga is teasing Bella. In the kiss of Bella's ear that makes the girl giggle amused.

“Yang, prank ah you!” Bella hits Rangga's arm slowly.

“Sorry if I like nyosor, you're exhausted. You also know, my love language is physical touch, it is difficult to refrain from hugging or holding your hand.” Light Rangga without letting go of his embrace.

“I know. But, although my love language is Acts of Service, but sorry for now I can not give what I should not give.” Bella Strictly.

“Hem, yaa okeeyy. I respect that.” Rangga tightened his embrace once then rubbed Bella's back gently.

“I really love you Bell,” again Rangga said with full seriousness.

Bella let go of her embrace. He preferred to hear that sentence while looking into Rangga's eyes.

“Say it again,.” her door with a line of shy smiles.

Rangga seemed to try more firmly. In the face of Bella with the page, make Bella's heart rippled again.

“If I say it, can I get a kiss?” godanya while poking bangir Bella's nose.

Bella just smiled and nodded slowly.

“I love you.” Firmly Rangga while looking at Bella's eyes warmly. That's enough for Bella to hear.

Without chiming in, Bella prefers to take her bag. “I’ll call you later. See you, though,.. Muach!” on his cheek Rangga before he pulled the lever of the car door. His face was already flushed like a ripe tomato. He must immediately go down and enter his room before Rangga sees Bella's stupidities due to misbehavior.

“See you in my dream, Bell.” Rangga Timpal.

Bella smiled happily. He got off the car. Walk in front of the car and Rangga immediately turn on the light to illuminate Bella's steps. He returned Bella's hand with a smile. Her eyes did not stop looking at Bella, until the girl left and disappeared behind the gate of her house.

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