Bella's Script
The most beautiful

I don't know how many hours today, it feels very panjaaaaaang for Bella. Is it still 24 hours or is there an exception? Why is it so long ago today ended?

Finished with a lot of work, he had to go back to the meeting room and watch the affection shown by Amara and Rangga in front of him.

“You can be professional right Bell?” jihan's question is what makes Bella still have to hold her back.

Pretending not to feel anything, trying to position Rangga and Amara as two strangers, considering them only as colleagues in the film project, makes his feelings uncertain.

His heart and mind kept arguing. Several times Bella made a mistake during a meeting and caused awkwardness in the room as well as sneers and cynical smiles from Jihan and Amara. I don't know when they started one frequency.

Sitting like a fool watching the reading players, Bella decides to walk out of the boardroom. The place isn't here.

“Where are you?” ask the worried Devan.

This man has been sitting next to Bella.

“To the toilet? Want to come?” cynical Bella half whispered.

The man just shook his head and refocused the script in his hand.

“Please part 2 C.” said Indra, assistant director, asked Amara to play the part.

Bella did not listen further. He went to the toilet, again to avoid it.

Hah, today he is really a coward.

Standing in front of the sink, looking at her messy self. Her eyes are still a little swollen and Bella tries massage.

“Lo sure the project will survive? If I were ngibrit. Hahahaha..” said a female voice from inside the toilet.

Somehow, Bella became very sensitive if the sentence was addressed to her.

“Yes I don't know. I just have to work on my duty. That's aja.” authentic voice heard Bella and her voice is familiar.

Sure enough, when the toilet door opened, he saw the reflection of Rini's figure from the glass he looked at.

Rini looked surprised, maybe she did not think that Bella was in the toilet.

“Buruan, I want to go to the meeting room again.” He banged on his friend's toilet.

“Iya jerk!”

“ASTAGA!” she shouted as she opened the door and saw Bella washing her face.

He glanced at Rini and gave the code to leave this place.

“Gue first.” Rini said as she pulled her friend's hand.

The one on the pull just smiled crazily while waving her hand at Bella.

Bella ignored him. He washed his face again and felt a coldness entering the pores of his skin. For a moment he bowed, letting a water droplet drip from his face.

“Gue can not gini..” softly while clenching his hands with annoyance.

He wanted to cry, but could not cry. I want to be angry, but I don't know who to be angry with. To the people who were gossiping behind him? To Rangga? To Amara? Or on himself?

“ARRRGGHH!!!” Bella can only grow in the heart.

He looked back at his face in front of the mirror. "Don't look like Bell, this isn't lo" he murmured.

He patted her face, pinched her cheek. Then he started to open his mouth to make a sound.

"YES!"

"HA-HA!!"

"HA HA HA!!"

"HA HA HA HA HA HA!!"

He spelled out his laughter several times to change his mood. Not much help but enough effect.

He quickly came out of the toilet but his steps stopped when he met Amara at the door.

The girl smiled and walked over to Bella.

“Hay,” sweep. He noticed Bella's still wet face.

“Finally, our dream of success yes Bell, can exist in the same project. How do you feel? seneng dong..” said Amara without guilt. He took a piece of tissue and gently applied it to Bella's face.

Bella flicked it, making the tissue drop into trash. Amara just smiled cynically at Bella.

Bella did not respond in the slightest, she was already lazy to see Amara with all her sweet behavior that she did to Rangga. Starting from leaning on Rangga's shoulder, feeding Rangga, a small laugh that was not laughing what. Everything in the script he played perfectly and full of romance.

But honestly, it all makes Bella sick.

“By the way, you can still be professional at this job? Can you Bell?” Amara whines spoiled, showing her cute face to Bella.

Bella just turned her face away. No sentence can describe how upset he is with Amara at this time.

“Gue Rangga can also be professional, but..” Amara approached, just near Bella's right ear.

“Gue also has a sweet personal life with Rangga. Lo do not envy yaa..” Her impression rubbed Bella's face.

The woman smiled sweetly at Bella.

"Oh yeah? So your dream over the years was achieved too huh? Congratulations!" Bella's voice is a little cynical even though in her chest she must withstand tightness.

Enough is enough, Bella no longer wants to say anything. He chose to leave Amara who was still smiling happily because he felt a landslide win from Bella. At the flick of long brown hair, Amara continued her steps with her chest puffed up.

*****

The journey home is passed quietly by Bella and Devan. Every now and then Devan turns to Bella who is engrossed in looking out the window with a definite mind flogging.

Stopped at the red light and they stayed for a while. Some peddlers went back and forth with the buskers singing beside the windows of each car. Already this sepetang their spirit to find fortune was not yet receded.

Bella reached into her pants pocket. There was one blue note and one brown note coming out of his pocket. He lowered the glass and gave the blue money to an old man who sang one of Ebiet G Ade's songs. His hoarse and vibrating voice was indeed inviting pity, but the limit of his nominal pity Bella was not small.

Devan was stunned to see what the woman beside him was doing. Not much talk pity the old man but he immediately gave what he had.

Realizing Devan noticed her, Bella immediately put the window glass back on after the busker left.

“Idola lo looks clear from this. Really great.” Bella suddenly said. He looked at Devan who was floundering because he kept looking at him.

“Idola me?” ask Devan who dyed. I don't know who Bella meant.

“Hem, Ralline Shah.” Bella pointed to a large baligo that showed the model of the shampoo.

“Cowok is selective about what he wants to see. Clever determine which is more attractive in his eyes.” His impact without taking his eyes off Baligo Raline Shah.

“Not everyone. Beautiful is relative, depending on which glasses the guy squirms. And what makes it relatively is gratitude.” Timpal Devan while tapping his finger on the steering wheel, since when did he like Raline shah? And why Bella could conclude that.

“Means?” bella asked, looking at the man beside her.

Devan did not immediately answer, he chose to drive his car before the second horn reminded him.

“The more a person interacts with other human beings, the more he will see a lot of beauty and start comparing it. It is a natural and endless process because there will always be more and more. Except, you are grateful for what you have right now.” Devan is serious.

“Jadii according to lo Raline Shah most beautiful?” Bella parsed her question.

“Beautiful, but not enough to make me grateful. But why do you have to talk about him? Other beautiful actresses are many.” Devan was curious. He turned to look at Bella briefly before returning to focus on the street in front of her.

Bella chose to turn her face and shake her head. “No thank you enough to see every day.” His mind, while looking at Devan's shadow from the window.

Honestly, since then he kept thinking about the words of some people in the office. He compared himself to Amara. Amara who looks perfect in everyone's eyes. While he?

Akh, who failed to understand here?

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