Bella's Script
Race

A woman was still tidying up her make-up in the car after they arrived at the parking lot of a large mall. The bright red lipstick she rubs again over her thin lips, valveed repeatedly to flatten them until her lips look in contrast to her pure white skin.

She smiled to see her own smile when she met someone else.

Not to forget he swept a blash on peach color on his left and right cheekbones. He also combed his hair that was deliberately made a little wavy, in contrast to his original hair that was straight and smooth.

A little away from the mirror in his hand to see the perfection of appearance that characterizes an Amara Prameswari. The last touch was to spray perfume all over her body to smell her distinctive fragrance.

Rangga who kept looking out the window, slightly closed his nose when the fragrance of Amara perfume was too stinging. He coughed because the perfume that was sucked up felt up to his throat.

“I already smell that?” He also sprayed perfume on Rangga.

“Udah Ra, most of her perfume.” Rangga protested while fanning his hands to keep the perfume away.

“Thou art ngeselin.” His lips immediately pursed hearing Rangga's words.

He put his makeup tools into a special bag where he keeps his beauty tools.

Rangga just fell silent, not chiming in Amara's words.

“No apologies for saying that to me? I am also beautiful to you. Let you be called a lucky girlfriend.” Cynically while glancing at the indifferent Rangga.

“Iya. You are beautiful kok.” With lazy Rangga chimed.

“Cium first dong. You didn't know me all day. There was no morning kiss.” Amara pursed her red lips in front of Rangga.

Her beautiful appearance was indeed very tempting, but this time not for Rangga.

“Ra, don't gini akh. Lately we have been missing a lot. We are not married yet, what if you are pregnant?” Reject Rangga who straightened his body slightly away from Amara.

It's been a few nights now that Amara keeps forcing her to stay at her apartment. And of course he can't resist when Amara teases him up to several times doing a relationship that they shouldn't have done.

“My medicine stok is still a lot. So you don't have to be afraid. I won't be pregnant anytime soon. Okay?!” Amara said with certainty.

He drew closer to Rangga, peeked at the small lips of Rangga and rubbed Rangga's stomach until the man moaned restrained to get a sensual swipe from Amara.

Amara gave a small smile looking at Rangga's expression that could not resist him. He knew exactly which part was Rangga's weakness in his hand.

“You're not down?” Ask Lisa, who is the driver of their car.

This habit of Amara bothers him. Do whatever you want without caring about the people around you.

Amara's wild kiss stopped. “Bother lo!” Grunts with annoyance.

He again tidied up his appearance, buttoning a button that he accidentally released to tempt Rangga.

“Lo don't have to wait for me with Rangga. I think I'll get to malem. My friends from LN come all tonight.” Amara's light on the manager.

Lisa did not answer. Just a little nod that he gave.

The door of the luxury car was opened and Amara went down with Rangga. She walked gracefully like a model walking on a catwalk.

“That's Amara's sister huh? Really not?” He heard the voices of teenagers who recognized him.

“Iyaaa really. Let's ask for a photo.” Other teenagers.

Amara who realized their arrival immediately approached Rangga.

“There's fans. Don't forget to smile and be friendly.” Amara said as he approached Rangga and linked his fingers with Rangga's fingers. This is what he will do when he meets fans, be as intimate as possible with Rangga.

“Hem.” That's the only thing Rangga said.

If it is like this, it is certain that his face will decorate the pages of many people's social media accounts, including gossip accounts.

“Kak Amara yaaa?” Called one of the teenage girls.

“Haaayyy, Iyaa..” Amara is good at being friendly to her fans.

“Waahhh beautiful bangeettt.. We can ask for a photo no kak?” Other teen pinta.

“Bby dong. Come here.” Bring along.

They took pictures together, I don't know how many poses and photos they took.

“Can you ask for a signature also not kak?” Other requests from beloved fans.

“Bby dong, where should I sign?” Get ready to take the pen out of the bag.

“Here brother!” The boy showed his back to sign Amara.

“What's this? You guys will play again, later the clothes scrawl dong.”

“Anything sis. Let the others see.”

"Okey if that's it." Without a doubt Amara also gave autographs on the backs of some children.

“Kak Rangga also dong..” Pinta them.

Rangga, according to him, without much protest, gave his signature next to Amara's signature. They look very happy.

“Kak Amara want nanya dong, where the hell can you meet this handsome brother Rangga?” Ask one of the fans.

Amara looked at Rangga who was beside her and smiled. He also wrapped his hands in Rangga's sturdy arms.

“Sorry, he's limited edition. Not in orange shop. So sorry, I can't spill,” He said smartly while leaning his head spoiled on Rangga's shoulder.

“Yaaaahhh They look disappointed.

“Do not be sad dong, there are still many other handsome children even though not as handsome as him.” Amara blinked her eyes at Rangga.

“UUhhhh so sweeettt.” Amara really knows how to interact sweetly with her fans.

“Okey, next time we meet again yaa.. Now I enter first.” Surprise it gracefully.

“ Yes brother, Thank you brother.” Call them together.

“Sama-sama. Have fun pretty kids.” Waving his hands at the children.

“Yuk in!” invite him who walks first in front of Rangga.

“Iya.” sahut Rangga while looking at the hand that was in the hand of Amara.

Always like this.

*****

Meeting Amara's friends turned out to be very fun for Amara but not for Rangga. Friends dominated by women about 10 people actually make the head of Rangga dizzy not careless.

They talk to each other not to lose each other, laughing freely about anything they think is worth laughing at.

Some of them, Rangga also knew him. 2 people were their High School friends who had bullied Amara because they knew who the mother of this woman. But somehow the story is now they can be friends.

“Ra, where's the nail art? Gemes is it?” Ask the woman Rangga knew named Wilda.

“Ohh this. Beautiful huh?” Amara happily showed her ten beautiful fingers in front of them.

“Iyaaa.. I want to make it like nails.” Whine another woman who does not know her name.

“Okey, later I will know my subscription beauty salon. But you must be prepared enough budget.” Amara with jumawa.

“Emang how many treatments? 500 Jetties - 1 M? Hahahaha.”.

They laughed at Wilda's question.

“Hahahaha. But it can be penetrating until 300 jetian.” Amara with confidence.

Well, the race of a lot of money was officially started.

“Yaa still rinsing yaa.” Ask a woman who does not Rangga know her name. Clearly, the diamond ring is embedded pretty in his ring finger.

Amara did not chimed, she chose to gulp her drink while glaring annoyed.

“Gue denger lo buy home?” Wilda asked a blond woman who was sitting next to a male pelontos older than her.

The man seemed engrossed in calling, talking about a business worth billions.

“Iyaaa.. He who buyin.” The girl kissed the man with anxiety and the man replied to her with an affectionate stroke on the head.

“How much is it?” Wilda's getting curious.

“Emmm, cheap anyway. If the house is in PI, about 18 M, if the apartment that I recently posted on IG, about 6 M. He also gave me a lambo. Tuh that one.” The woman pointed at a gold-colored luxury car that was parked and clearly visible from where they were sitting.

"Waaahh..." Almost all women were amazed by the car pointed by the woman, including Amara.

Slightly glanced at Amara and Rangga saw this lover had sipped his drink a few glasses. His face looked a little irritated even though he could still bear it. Of course at home later Amara will rummage unclear who ends call Lisa, whining ask for a new car or a new house.

“I go out first.” Whisper Rangga on Amara.

He felt that this was not the place where he should be.

“Hem.” Amara Sahut.

“Gue excuse me.” Pamit Rangga who is influenced by Amara's friends.

He passed, choosing out the mall to just smoke a cigarette and relieve his fatigue due to alcoholic beverages.

“She wasn't her boyfriend Bella temen lo ya?” Ask the curious Wilda.

Look, Rangga just got up. They've been gossiping about it. Rangga could still hear their conversation. But this time Rangga chose to ignore it. It's up to Amara to tell her friends.

“Iyaaa.. Have broken up. Now it's the same me. More compatible with me, right?” Amara flicked her hair sexy making the man beside her friend glance and smile.

“Keep still same Bella?” Wilda's getting curious. He asked a lot of questions.

Amara did not answer. He chose to take a bottle of drink that turned out to be taken by men with Keith's clothes and pour it into the glass Amara. It seems like the man is interested in Amara.

“Thanks.” He said to the European-faced man.

The man just smiled and blinked his eyes.

“Babe...” The blond woman whined angrily at the lover and Amara smiled triumphantly.

“Nobody can resist my charm right? Especially just a Rangga.” He said with confidence.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly hot. They compete to set each other's strategy in their heads. They looked at Amara who seemed to be getting drunk.

Out there, Rangga still enjoys a cigarette in his mouth. He no longer heard what they were talking about in there. One thing he thinks about now is how the relationship he and Amara will be in the future.

Looking at all Amara's attitude, it turns out that many things are not in accordance with him. Many times they check for coks because of a small thing that should not be a debate. If it was like this, how could he introduce Amara to his parents, especially his father.

Rangga's mind was linked deeper. At one point he saw someone from a distance. Someone he felt knew.

“Bella?” Mumbled. Yeah, he knew her. The woman in the hat with her distinctive tomboyish look, of course, is known to Rangga.

He saw Bella walking in the parking lot with a tall man. In his hand he hugged the cream-colored teddy bear that he gently wiped. They seemed to talk and smile occasionally.

The man took off his leather jacket and put it on Bella's shoulder. Certainly not without reason but because the air this afternoon turned cold. Especially for the heart of Rangga.

Rangga continued to pay attention to the direction of Bella's departure. He put out the cigarette in his hand and rushed over to Bella. But his footsteps stopped when he realized, why did he approach Bella? What's wrong with Bella walking with a stranger now?

Wait, it felt like the man was no stranger to her. When he looked, he saw the man in the hat.

“Devan?” ogre.

Are they really together now?

Rangga's body immediately staggered due to limp. He clung to the iron fence nearby. The man treated Bella sweetly. He even placed his hand on the top of the car door as Bella was about to get into the car.

What's going on between them?

And why does Rangga's chest feel tight?

*****