Bella's Script
Devan's Agility

Going home this time is not fun for Devan. It wades through these bustling streets on its own and makes the journey feel so long as it reaches its destination. Many times he breathed his breath violently to throw off the torment through the journey tonight. Many times he looked at the empty seat next to him.

Outside the window he saw many couples who were spending their time together. Eat by the side of the road, talk and laugh together while he sits alone behind the wheel. He so tightened his grip on the steering, riled.

Wait, hasn't he been used to being alone for a long time? Why does it feel so awkward?

No. gabe. Tonight there is less according to Devan because there is no Bella who sits beside him and accompanies him to talk. Sometimes Bella was just silent, taking care of the streets even though her mind was linked to the scenery in front of her or was thinking about something else. But at least he doesn't feel alone.

Clearly, when Devan turned his head, Bella could still see. That's enough for him. What kind of feeling is this? Lonely, empty or,,,

Missed you?

Akh Devan so speed up the speed of his car he wants to get home soon. It is possible that this feeling will disappear by itself because it no longer compares itself to the togetherness of others on the streets.

When we got home, everything looked dark as usual. Only the garden lights are lit because they are in series with other houses.

Entering the house and it turns out the feeling of loneliness is increasingly becoming.

In the past, when he lived alone in Singapore, it didn't matter if no one woke him up in the morning. No one was waiting for him at night nor was anything to disturb his mind. He can do anything without anyone forbidding. There was no obligation to exchange news with anyone making him not feel burdened.

He is free to do anything without the intervention of others. And he used to feel all of that as the ultimate freedom he had. But now, everything felt like a loneliness that made him want to end this feeling. It's not comfortable anymore.

Who made him change this feeling?

Under the shower, Devan cleans his body. Water drops from the end of her hair. Flowing continued to wet his entire body. Several times he rubbed his wet face. His mind keeps on being attached to someone either when he opens his eyes or closes them.

It's torturous. This change of habits really tormented him.

What is it about her chest that now rumbles so often when she sees Bella? What's with her blood flow that's always fast just because Bella's staring at her?

Devan looked at his own palm. He touches his own face which often feels warm just because Bella smiles at him.

It's insane!

Devan immediately picked up a towel which he then wrapped around his waist. With his long steps, he climbed into his room and picked up the cell phone lying on top of the bed.

Standing in front of the mirror while looking at the now-flaming flat object and refracting light on his wet face. In his way one contact he wants to contact. Without thinking, he made a call. With a huff he waited for an answer.

“Ya Van?” Greet your voice over there.

I don't know why Devan's heart suddenly stopped beating.

He decided to sit on the edge of the bed, thinking about what he should say.

“Van, Devan? You still there?” Bella's voice filled her ear.

“Ya.” It was after a few seconds.

“What's the phone malem-malem?” Devan heard Bella's voice a little hoarse.

“Lo have slept?” Ask.

Whether this was a natural question he asked or not, was not the subject of his thinking anymore. All he wanted was to hear Bella's voice for longer.

“Hem. I fell asleep in the car. It's still on the way home.” Bright Bella.

“Udah to eat?” Devan asked again. What is this category of exchanging news that people often talk about when they have a partner?

“Udah. I ate noodles with brother.” Bella answered. Devan's question was too random in his opinion, unusual.

“What's good?” Devan scratched his own head after asking that. Why is his mouth out of control?

“Enak. You haven't eaten?” This time Bella asked.

Devan touched his own stomach. He hasn't eaten yet. Not that he didn't want to, it's just that he was used to having dinner with Bella after work. And when they did not come home together, he felt no need to eat.

Devan no longer answered. He chose to end his call. What's wrong with him now?

His hair was violently cupped to his face for a while. He knew this was not his usual self.

Aware of not being able to continue like this, Devan decides to get dressed. His wet hair he let dry by itself. It was just the fingers he used to comb it.

He took the initiative to get down. Looking for instant noodles that have been his enemy. Yes, it does not like instant food and it is impossible to buy it. But still he opened the kitchen set while hoping there was just one instant noodles tucked in it.

“Akh shit!” Devan could only snort in annoyance. Again he acted stupid and unguided. He chose to sit on the couch, turn on the television and let the host of the GP motor show report the results of the match.

Until then,

“Ting nong.” The sound of his house bell rang.

Lazily he moved. But when he opened the door, his eyes immediately sparkled.

“Hay...” Sapa Bella who is now in front of him.

There was a scattering feeling when he saw this girl come to his house and bring a crackle of food that he offered. Happy, thank you or what? Clearly her lips smiled as she greeted Bella.

“Lo deliberately here?” Devan asked with flailing feelings.

There was a sigh that he could not explain when he saw Bella smiling back and nodding back.

“Lo definitely hasn't eaten. On the street I bought you a satay. Don't protest if it's too empty. You will not be okay just because nelen dikit food gosong.” Bright Bella streak. Pull Devan's hand and immerse the frisk in his palm for a while.

“Thanks.” Really, his current feelings could not be expressed with words.

“Sama-sama.”

“Gue not in yes, kasian brother nungguin. Happy break.” Bella.

Devan even realized that Bella had come with Ozi.

“Hem, be careful on the road.” His ideal.

Bella just waved as a parting form. Devan also saw faint Ozi who waved at him. But what he wants to see now, is only Bella. He watched until the girl left and disappeared from his sight.

I don't know why his feelings are so much better now.

****

“Bang Devaaannn!!!! You want to marry me?!!” The voice was again heard in Devan's subconscious.

The shadow of little Bella who stood on the edge of the basketball court, complete with make up that made her face cymbals as well as children's-style interlocutors, filled her dreams again.

“Yes!!! Mau!!” Timpal Devan from the field.

It was so exciting to see Bella with such an appearance.

I was so happy to hear Bella say that. He tried to run towards Bella but his footsteps were so difficult to move when he really wanted to approach Bella.

“Bell wait. It's me hard way.” Murmured Devan who had difficulty stepping.

But the longer Bella's shadow gets further away.

“Bell, wait Bell.” Call her, but Bella turns around to leave her.

“Waiting Bell. BELLAAA!!” at the same time Devan woke up from his sleep.

"Huh huh hah!" His breath was breathless with sweat pouring down his face and neck. He could even feel the flow of sweat on his back.

“Sial! Dream.” His grunts.

He rubbed his face violently and tried to gather his consciousness.

He reached for the drinking water that was on a small table beside his bed, then he gulped down to the toilet. After that, he was still stunned thinking about his dream. Slowly her lips smiled as she recalled Bella's cute face.

“Who? She invited me to marry you?” Devan repeats the memories in his head.

“Basic bocil!” grunts.

I don't know why today makes him feel more ready to do things. But as he moved, he looked down at the blanket.

“Akkhhh shit!!” His grunts. Apparently this morning he had to take a big shower.

"Aarrgghhh!!!" He laid his body down again while rolling on the bed and covering his body with a blanket.

It's mortifying. Why does her body just have to respond positively?

*****

This morning's traffic jam is common but does not diminish Devan's enthusiasm for work. Several times he saw the reflection of his face in the mirror and saw that his appearance was neat. His lips also muttered softly like chanting the sound of love without words. I don't know what song he was singing.

Seriously it was this morning. He lowered the window to enjoy the morning air. His fresh blow made Devan able to sigh deeply comfortably.

At the intersection of the red light, the car stopped.

There was also a motorcyclist who came to a stop beside Devan. He accidentally saw a girl who was behind the bollard crying. I don't know what made her cry this early.

“Lo just shadow, just yesterday I dream of marriage with my guy but the afternoon I know if he cheated on the same class X child. Kan sel...” Said the girl in the frame crying.

He cried sobbing that Devan straightened his body and watched him. Not because the girl was crying but because the girl was dreaming the same thing as him.

“If the dream marriage does not mean you will marry your boyfriend. Maybe a sign of the opposite.” The piggybacking girl chimed in casually.

Sucks according to Devan. Not the way he talks but the content of his talk. Devan thought, is it true that the dream of marriage means even the opposite?

“Gue should find out.” Mumbled. He immediately took his cell phone and did a search for the meaning of the dream of marriage. One habit he broke was using a mobile phone while driving.

“There are 10 meanings. Crazy, much too.” Continue, when looking at one of the online article titles.

He impatiently opened the details of the page. But the page will open,

"TIT!!!!" there was already the sound of a horn telling him to walk.

Devan was stunned by surprise.

“Akh shit!” Grunt annoyed.

Devan put his phone back and was forced to drive his car. It is most true not to use a cell phone while driving. But he was very curious to immediately reopen his phone and find out what his dream meant.

What does Devan's dream mean?

*****