Bella's Script
It's not a matter of time

A long day Bella has passed. Various physical and psychological attacks make the body feel tired. Towards the weekend, after the press conference, Bella prefers to stay in the room. There are many things he does alone.

Starting from cleaning the rest of the makeup in front of the glass, rubbing it slowly with wet cotton, honestly he felt that the makeup he was wearing was too thick for someone who rarely dressed like Bella. She doesn't like to dress like this. Like wearing a mask that makes him barely recognize who he is.

The rest of the lipstick he rubbed slowly, repeatedly until it left only his pale and dry lips. The rest of the eyeliner that was still shaded black in his eyes made his eyes look shabby.

Akh, just cleaning make up he doesn't know the right way.

“Make up was not always intended to amaze others Bell. More than that, it enhances our self-esteem that we deserve to be seen as attractive by others. Sometimes this becomes a way for a person to show that he loves himself.” The Inca's words were still clearly ringing in Bella's ears, just as the young woman was polishing her face for this afternoon's event.

Yes, Inca is right. But this is not one of the ways he will use to show that Bella loves him.

Finished wiping her face that was cleaner, Bella tetiba's gaze was fixed on the ring that sparkled when exposed to the light of the lamp.

Yes, ring her with Rangga.

He hasn't taken it off and for some reason.

Given the glance Rangga who noticed the ring on his finger, Bella so play the silver object. Instantly, the memories of an unexpected romantic moment are re-present in his memory.

Bella still remembers, 4 years ago right on her birthday, Rangga who had just returned home from Bandung suddenly came to the set. The man brought a small cake shaped like a heart which is said to be the work of Yaya and Nana, Rangga's younger brother who is still Junior High School.

“I can not make cake but Yaya same Nana want to make this fitting tau you birthday. I hope you like.” Said Rangga at that time.

“Wah, the beautiful..” Bella stared at the cake with teary eyes.

Two of Rangga's sisters were very good. From the moment they first met, they became pleasant sisters to Bella. And at that moment the sincerity of both of them so touched Bella's heart.

“Cobain dong.” Pinta Rangga, full of hope.

“But this is so beautiful cake, it's a pity if you eat.” Bella is not.

“They would be sad if you knew you didn't eat them. They must be just, how does Brother Bella comment about our cake?” Rangga spoke amusingly, exemplifying the two children talking.

“Hihihi.. You are gemesin!” Bella pinched Rangga's cheek and the man smiled and kissed Bella's hand.

“Cobain yaa... Want me a bribe?” Tawar Rangga's.

“Maauuu..” Bella spoiled on Rangga.

Happy to cut the cake for Bella. Giving her a bribe, making Bella smile haru while biting the cake from Rangga's hand. It tasted good but then Bella's chewing stopped.

“Why the?” Ask the surprised Rangga.

“Emm, I don't know, it's like there..” Bella pulled an object out of her mouth.

The glittering thing that made him look at Rangga questioningly.

Rangga just smiled as if he had guessed something. Bella quickly cleaned the thing from the rest of the cake.

“Yang, this?” Bella's eyes widened in disbelief. A ring is now in his hand.

“You like?” Tanya Rangga was curious.

“This is for me?” Bella still can't believe it.

Rangga nodded confidently. “I've never given you anything that works for you. I hope you like.” Said Rangga sincerely.

“Eemmm Bella was speechless. Her teary eyes looked at Rangga with a hilarious feeling that burst out.

“I pakein yaa..” Rangga grabbed Bella's hand, pinning the ring carefully. Rangga kissed Bella's hand gently.

Bella looked at him with feelings she could not describe at the time.

“Sial!” snorting Bella suddenly.

He even still remembered the bloated feeling he felt first when Rangga kissed his forehead. A warm look that only belongs to him and is always shown by Rangga when he looks at him. Everything is too beautiful.

It is true, that the difficult thing is not to forget someone but to forget the feeling that was created by that person and make it stored into a memory.

“Quiet Bell, quiet..”.

Bella tried to calm herself down. Embracing his body and rubbing his back while sighing deeply, feeling whatever sensation his body felt and then exhaling slowly.

He does not deny his feelings. Not ignoring his sore back, the cold soles of his feet, he received all those feelings for the first minute.

He took another breath, felt oxygen enter his throat, filling the now-expanding chest cavity and air flowing through his bloodstream for the next few minutes.

Lastly he set his breath normally and realized the reality that exists today.

Once he was calm enough, he looked back at the ring. The ring that had been difficult to remove because of his fat finger, turned out to be loosened.

“Lo no need to rush. All it is just a memory that you do not need to forget but remember it no longer need to make your heart beat fast. you are not as special as it is now.” Bella as she squeezes her own clothes. Counseling yourself is hard. Many times there are conflicting things.

He tried to remember how Rangga was smiling beside Amara and the woman was struggling spoiled in front of him. Rangga embraced Amara's waist, clasped her hands tightly and rubbed Amara's head affectionately.

The thing that Rangga often did to him first behind the scenes, this time Rangga did it in front of the crowd without feeling uncomfortable or hesitant. Rangga looks very happy when he is with Amara. The entire media crew freely made an article about the couple's intimacy.

They're really in love drunk. Different from before, though,

“Yang, post this photo on IG you dong, let couple same me.” Pinta Bella one time. He showed one of his pictures to Rangga.

Rangga glanced at him for a moment, “Gak akh! Like a little boy. We are not public figures, why should everything be posted.” Reject Rangga at that time.

“It is precisely because we are not public figures, sharing pleasant moments with others will not be as good as the artists of the time. It's a saying that we're happy to have each other. People are different who.” Timpal Bella's a little upset.

Looking at Bella who pursed her lips, Rangga just screeched. With a heavy heart Rangga posted it.

“Asyiikkk Exclaimed Bella with happy rounded eyes.

“But how on private?” The look on his face changed quickly when it turned out that Rangga only posted it for the people closest to him.

“I don't want you in a laen guy's taxi!” Rangga said convincingly.

Bella's irritated expression instantly disappeared. His heart even throbbed softly hearing Rangga's words. His mind had even been jealous before there really was anyone to judge Bella.

“Such sweet of you. Dear you many-banyaaaakkkkkk!!!!” Bella hugged Rangga tightly.

Rangga just smiled at that time. And at this time, Bella understood Rangga's intentions a year ago. Rangga did not spare Bella from the view of other men. But from the possibility of anger Amara over his post with Bella.

Hah, naive it is. Why wasn't he that smart before? Was he really blind at the time? Is it stupid to not understand every change in Rangga's attitude and the intentions in it?

And today he saw Rangga affirming his choice in front of Bella. He also has to be firm on himself.

Bella decided to take the ring off.

Put the ring in the drawer. And when Bella saw a pair of scissors in the drawer, she picked it up. He stared at it for a while before he chose to do this.

He brushed his long hair. Slowly comb it and tie it up.

“Krekkk” confidently he cut the long part and leave the rest of his hair alone. When the hair ties are released, there is his hair with a length of shoulder.

Hah, I don't know why his head is getting so light now.

Bella shuffles it, making a messy hair effect on her hair that is always smeared. Memories with Rangga must be ended and left in one corner of his heart. Let it be just a memory that won't affect her life anymore.

Feeling that she had to completely change her feelings, Bella went on to do something else. Many ideas sprung up in his mind.

That night, he also cleaned up all the items that stored his memories with Rangga. Starting from the photos he with Rangga in the aesthetic arrangement on the wall. The paintings they had made together, the personal items given by Rangga, were all put in a box.

Not only that, with the rest of his strength, he shifted the objects in his room. Changing the position he sleeps in and the layout of his room.

The energy is still a lot. His body until sweat after shifting the bed and wardrobe. I don't know where the energy that never seems to run out comes from. By the early hours everything was finished.

The last thing he did was take his phone, change all the contacts on his phone with the full name of each number owner.

He also set the voice of the caller when the person calls then the name of the person will be heard.

“Rangga Price.” The voice appeared when Bella tested the application she was using.

Name Rangga is no longer “MY R”. He also deleted all messages in his chat with Rangga. Removing the pin and removing the pink flagging that he dedicated to Rangga and of course all the photos he deleted. The phone is like back in the factory. There is no memory of Rangga and Amara. The only thing he didn't do was block the number two person.

He is still aware that at this time the two people are colleagues in a professional manner.

Everything takes time. Not only was it about erasing all the memory on the phone but it also erased the feeling as the memories in his head occasionally appeared. Maybe like this busy busy rearranging life that has been destroyed while the memories are too much.

Done everything, Bella sprawled on the bed with a tired body. His eyes glared at the ceiling and all the things he had with Rangga were completely invisible in his room.

He breathed a sigh of relief while smiling. As it turns out, Move on is not just about how long it takes him to get used to it. But, how bold and decisive steps are taken to start moving on itself.

“Lo will keep Bell happy, even without Rangga.”  Bella said as she clenched her hands and smiled at the ceiling of the room that houses her.

Yeah, he'll always be happy, won't he?

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