Bella's Script
Every regret

A man was seen running around the apartment park on that late day. Who else if not Rangga who looks breathless is spending one last round.

While exploring these finely paved streets, his mind continued to be linked to today's events.

Honestly, he was very tired today even though there was no scene that managed to solve it. Not physically tired, but mentally and emotionally facing the attitude of Amara who is so childish according to him.

“Bego everyone is here. We can't appreciate our position as the main players. Nyesel I took this job.” Amara grumbled after arguing with the Inca and its staff.

Rangga went wrong against Amara. On the one hand, Amara's request may seem reasonable because she feels as the main female player in this film so ask for a lot of things that can support her appearance.

But on the other hand he felt disappointed to see Amara's attitude that could be as harsh on others. He did not even think that his hand could be lightly raised to hurt others when his wishes were not fulfilled. Is this the true attitude of Amara?

“You don't really support me. After the comment even said I was childish. Bummer!” Amara snorted this afternoon while pushing her body away.

It was clear that Amara was upset with Rangga because she felt she was not defending.

“I'm sorry Ra, I didn't mean it. I just don't think you're too rough with the crew. We need them too. We're part of them.” Rangga tried to mediate but it turned out to only bear rough delicacies from Amara.

This day he was tired of persuading Amara who was always afraid.

“Ra, eat yuk. What do you want to eat?” Tawar Rangga who tried to make amends.

“Eat your own. Don't think about me.” Cetus Amara immediately turned his face away from Rangga.

And all day Rangga was kept quiet. Like a dumb person who was dumbly located after being satisfied to persuade Amara and repeatedly read the script. While Amara, she was engrossed with a flat object in her hand, telephoned to and fro until a video call with Jihan and complained about it all.

Aaarrgghh It feels like his head will break if he remembers all the behavior of Amara today. He was not used to Amara's explosive attitude. Very much different from Bella who has been facing.

Bella, why did this figure come back to his mind and make him compare with Amara?

Bella, who is always calm, acts mature even when she is angry. Things he could not find from Amara.

“Yang, sorry if my attitude is less pleasant today. I am tired of chasing deadlines. But I will try not to make you feel uncomfortable. Sorry yes..” One time he heard that sentence from Bella while they were having dinner.

Bella does look more silent when she is usually very cheerful and chatty. Unexpectedly, this girl had given him an explanation first and even apologized without asking.

No, this can't happen. Her subconscious was truly comparing Amara and Bella.

Rangga chose to stop his steps. His body was already sweaty with heat that burst from his body.

One bench he went to. He removed the hoodie that covered his head and sat weakly on the bench. He took the mineral water he had prepared and then gulped it down to the toilet. Hah, it feels relieved. His body was completely wiped out.

One thing he still can't understand, at a time like this why he even remembers Bella? Given all of his attitude that he thought of now, it calmed him down a lot. There is not much effort to be in a comfortable relationship with Bella. Why did he choose to turn away?

The phone he kept in his pants pocket. The secret folder was reopened. He looked through photos of Bella and her videos. 8 years with Bella gave him many sweet memories. Until now, he still could not delete the folder that he kept from Amara.

“How are you doing Bell?” He muttered, asking a cheerful photo of Bella.

The photo they took while celebrating the turn of the year, last year. Bella smiled broadly as she fed him the cooked meat she had grilled. But Rangga showed a face that was not too enthusiastic. Because at that time he felt, if the things they did were too ordinary and boring.

Passing the turn of the year together, barbeque, telling stories about things that were memorable in the previous year and of course making new hopes. It has become their annual routine.

“Make a wish that. May our hope come true.” Bella gives a plain sheet of paper that they usually tulisi then put in a balloon. The balloons they'll fly at 00 in the morning.

But at this time there are no more sweet moments like that. No one even asked how he was doing today in the hours he was going to sleep. Why is it so sad in his opinion? What is this thing called loneliness?

A sound of footsteps could be heard approaching making Rangga immediately end his daydream about Bella.

“Rupanya lo is here.” A voice that belonged to none other than Niko.

The man sat beside Rangga and looked at the glow of the garden lights in front of them.

“What do you find me?” Rangga asked without turning his face to Niko.

Niko took something out of her pocket and showed it to Rangga. A key.

Rangga looked at the silver-colored object in Niko's palm.

“Gue want to return this same lo.” He said with certainty.

He grabbed Rangga's hand and he buried the key there. Hah, it seems to be very relieved. It was like a burden that he was releasing.

“Why in love to me?” Tanya Rangga was curious.

Niko smiled a little. “Sweetie if it's still in my hands. After all, the kids have agreed to break up this band and focus on what we can do each. You also do not have to bother to pay rent next month. It is no longer a burden lo.” Niko calmly explained.

Rangga understood. Ever since they moved places to practice, not once have they practiced together. Rangga is busy with work that makes him unable to take his mind off other things, including playing a band. This was his life before. The band is everything to Rangga. But now it all has to end like this.

Somehow he felt that one by one the things he had really left him. Split up with her dreams and may not come back.

“What do you want to do now?” Rangga asked curiously.

Niko just sniffed her shoulders indifferently. “Maybe additional player in cafe. Or anything else fun.” Reveal it casually.

Rangga does not chimed. Both of them were silent, busy with their own thoughts. Yes, in the end they will choose their own path that they do not know where it will end. Whether it is fun or not, every choice has logical consequences that they must face, whether ready or not.

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Rawon, became the main menu dinner this time. The black sauce with its seductive fragrance made Bella and Ozi already prepared with her spoon.

“Eat it slowly yes, it's still hot.” Said Saras when he saw his two children busy stirring rice with rawon sauce.

“Hemhhh. Mamah cuisine is the best!” Bella with her mouth full of food.

“Hahahaha.. Habisin ya dear, tomorrow mamah cook another again.” Saras with pleasure.

“Ready! Noh, eat a lot bang.” Not forgetting he elbowed the older brother sitting next to him.

“Iyaaakk,, Nih telor salinya.” Ozi put the salted egg he had peeled and placed it on the side of Bella's plate,

“But my dear brother..” Cheeked Ozi lovingly.

“Adekkkk habits deh!” Ozi pushed Bella's forehead away. Instead of affectionate expressions, this is a form of Bella's fad to tease her OCD sister.

“Hahahha.. This smooth cheek is sponsored by rawon mamah Saras.” Ledek Bella when she saw her sister who immediately wiped her cheeks with tissue.

“Lo's cry!” Grunts while pinching Bella's nostrils, he,

“Aaakkk, ampuunn... Engap tau!” Bella beat Ozi's hand which pinched her with anxiety.

Seeing the behavior of his two children, Saras smiled to himself. They always filled Saras' day with joy.

The question arose in her mind, did her husband's son also eat this devour? Is it this happy?

Suddenly, Saras's face changed. He glanced at the empty chair beside him. This exciting moment even feels incomplete, now.

“Mah, the feeling has been a long time yes we do not eat pepes fish are given basil leaves it loh.” Suddenly Ozi.

Saras who was daydreaming was slightly stunned.

“Abang want?” Ask in a voice.

“Do not in follow mah. It's not over yet, think of other foods. Later the rawonnya nangis.” Bella Protests.

“Lah, I'm just nanya.” It was Ozi who made Saras smile again. He rubbed the chair next to him with a feeling of nelangsa.

“There are no nanya-anya. At the end of it you tell mamah to make. Ngerjain aja lo.” It was Cetus Bella who made Ozi rub his face with her big palm.

Saras laughed again until his eyes glazed over and broke into tears. He rubbed it slowly. No one can see it anyway so as not to spoil the atmosphere.

But Saras's conjecture was wrong, he had a very sensitive and sensitive son.

After dinner, Ozi approached Saras in his room. The woman was crying while looking at her picture with her two children and her husband. The face of the late Papah Bella gently, full of feeling.

“Pah,.. Mamah kangen.” Say Saras with tears.

I do not know how long he put the photo upside down so as not to see Fauzi's face. Perhaps as long as he could not accept his own anger.

Ozi knocked on Saras' bedroom door and the woman quickly hid her tears.

“Include nak.” Tawar Saras's.

With Ozi's slow steps approaching. Sitting beside Saras and hugging her mother from the side. Without hesitation Saras leaned his head on Ozi and then he again sobbed. There was nothing else he needed to hide from Ozi.

“Abang also miss papah mah.” Said Ozi who looked at the photo in Saras' hands.

Saras fingers that began to wrinkle did not stop wiping the face of the husband who smiled happily in the photo.

“Abang tau, mamah was very angry with papah, when he found out that papah went with another woman.” Saras's voice was soft and stammering. Ozi further tightened his embrace, rubbing Saras' back to calm him down.

“Mamah did not think, how can new mamah know papah betray mamah just after he left. Aahh,, heart mamah pain bang.” Saras clutched the veil that covered his chest. His cry was getting louder.

She still remembers exactly how it felt to be struck by lightning when she heard what Bella said about her husband. The feeling of being betrayed, of being played with and of course feeling helpless because he could not even demand anything from someone who had passed away for so many years.

“Mah, we never know what other people are doing behind us, even if he is the one we love. Everyone always has a space that only they can enter. Includes papah.” Ozi spoke carefully, he had to calm Saras and himself.

“Papah may make mistakes but, papah never stops loving us mah. He's not ignoring us. We're on his priority. And mamah remember, papah always said that the best thing in his life is to have us. Mom, brother and adek.” Ozi Imbuh.

“Then what about the kid? until now we don't even know where the boy is. Is she okay? Who takes care of him when he's sick? Who was with him when he was alone? Who helps him when he's in trouble? Who cares about her bang, who?” Isak Saras with his weeping growing broken.

Ozi did not answer. He chose to take Saras into his arms. He doesn't even know where the boy is. Only Bella, yes only Bella would know.

Behind the door of Saras' room, there was Bella who stood pecking. Both of his hands were closed, hugging himself. Because his disappointment is too great on the papah, making him forget that Saras and Ozi may have the same or even greater feelings of disappointment.

And as for Ibra, Saras was right, who took care of him when the boy was sick and who accompanied him when the boy was lonely?

Is the money enough to replace those two things?

Bella can only be pensive. One corner of his heart was now grimacing. He even asked the boy to stay away from him because he felt Ibra was a real form of wound made by the father.

Then now, did Saras really care about that child? What about Bella herself, what's the reason for meeting all of Ibra's needs? Feel this is an obligation? Or the concern he was trying to hide?

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