Crazy Love of the Actor
Section 15: Slow Down Only

Still in the same cafe, two people who have wounds stare at each other blankly ahead, enjoying the song that is being played by the cafe, an old song that makes them more immersed in their memories.

After 2 hours of silence, Syila closed her laptop, Izraa closed her book, Syila only realized that she was not alone, she was with Izraa.

“Buset, I didn't realize you were still here. Sorry, sorry yes.”

“Gue also forgot to sit with you.” Izraa said it coldly.

“Sorry yes.”

“Ngapain sorry anyway, I actually just focused on reading a book, I did not talk about it. Several months know, already know how dong I.”

Syila realized, indeed Izraa is not a man full of pleasantries, which makes Syila amazed, only Izraa a man who is not fussy is beside Syila without saying and busy with their respective worlds, each, even Andi and her brother, they were always fussy that Syila had drowned with her writing.

“Crazy, you are the right partner if I need a friend when I want to write.” Syila smile.

“Kok is?”

“Yes, you are not fussy even you are comfortable with the silence just now, two hours loh, Za.” Syila looked at the clock while talking.

“Gue even amazes you, can not be chatty when sitting next to someone, not pretentious to find talk material, honestly, I like dizziness if you squirm too much women talk.”

“Means for this one we can say agree yes, Za. But, if on the set, I'm chatty, your pants don't like me.”

“Hah, I don't like your ama? I mean, I mean, I gini, the same, like women in general, I do not like pleasantries. About your fussiness on the set is disturbing, but because most of it is because of work, I can actually accept, if I am still pergepin means it is important.”

“Still yes, Za.”

“Lu already said sorry and thanks too much, already home gih, it's really malem.”

“Iya.” Syila smile. Then go home.

[Why is she so sweet?] Izraa said it strangely, although the feeling was still not enough to arouse the passion that men feel for a woman, but seeing that smile made Izraa smile too.

…

Today filming was done out of town, Syila came along, not because she was lazy because the writing deadline made her lazy everywhere. But Andi said he wanted to come and Syila had to come, Andi wanted Syila to be able to forget a little bit of the problem.

Syila got on the bus with the others, but Syila asked to sit on the back row of one bench before the last row, Andi asked to sit in front, the rest of the crew and players, Izraa sat in front of Syila, and Izraa asked to sit in front of Syila, while Hanum's on his side.

Syila was busy with her writing.

The plan will go to the Peak and travel about 3 to 4 hours depending on road conditions.

Izraa read books, while others sang to ward off boredom due to travel.

“Main guessing yuk.” Bang Aryo stood up and invited everyone to pay attention to him.

“There is no gift, males ah if not.” A Crew asked.

“There's dong, want someone to donate?” Bang Aryo asked again.

“I Bang, love gope tuh to Bang Aryo.” Hanum asks his Assistant to give the Director his money for a guessing donation.

“There's more to donate?”

Izraa's assistant approached, apparently giving a million, Izraa was quite loyal, although he was not like Hanum who blatantly wanted to be seen making donations.

“Syil, don't want to donate?” Bang Aryo called Syila.

But Syila did not answer.

“Syil!” Bang Aryo repeated.

Izraa stood up and saw Syila was wearing a headset, Syila saw Izraa who looked directly off the headset.

“Napa?” Syila asked.

“Lu want to donate guess not?”

“Hah? Oh, aye. Andi!!” Syila screams.

“Iye, ntar I love.” Andi shouted and prepared the money.

“Gue does not hold its own money, which holds Andi.” Hearing that, Izraa felt that Syila was spoiled, because she did not hold the money, Izraa did not know, that Syila financed her family life first from writing income.

“Ok winning can be one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, depending on the enrichment.”

“Come start, don't overdue intro.” The crew seems very happy.

“First question, who is the father of the inventor of WiFi.”

“Bang!!! Difficult very.” Others protested.

“Cepet, forbidden to search on the internet yes, beware if cheating.” Bang Aryo did not care about the complaint.

“Have Bang!” all protest.

“One, two, three ...”

“Bang! Not father, but mother.” Syila stood up and pointed her hand, she was willing to answer Bang Aryo's question.

“Hah?” Bang Aryo was confused.

“One of the Inventors of WiFi is called Hedy Lamar, she is a woman. Not a man, a mother, not a father, a mother. He was an artist also in his era, even his films dozens. She is a representation of the word beautiful and smart, so it can counter the words 'beg but bego', only she can counter that word.”

“Iye, iye, wrong little, very long answer lu.” Bang Aryo complained of being corrected by Syila, while Izraa laughed spontaneously at Syila's reply.

In his heart Hanum knew that he was the one who tried, but it seemed that Syila would win.

Though for the size of a woman she is a beautiful woman, Hanum is also quite intelligent, unfortunately she does not have charisma in her that can make someone interested. Izraa is a man who is able to make Hanum fall in love but cannot be made to fall in love by a pretty face alone.

…

After 4 hours of travel, they arrived at the destination, a large villa, the total Production Team rented 5 villas, one villa containing 4 rooms facing, one room filled by 4 crew members, and one room filled with 4, 3 Figurant players and 1 main cast.

Syila got a room for one person, because she paid for her own stay, she did not want to be a burden on the Production Team because it was not counted as the person to be included.

Syila is one villa with Izraa, Hanum and Bang Aryo. You could say getting into the production core team, some of the crew that Bang Aryo always looks for is in the main villa, because the number is quite a lot, so there is a mattress title in the living room of his villa.

All set for the night take scene, Syila was also ready to sit close to Bang Aryo, while Izraa and Hanum were being made up.

Filming began, Izraa was already preparing in front of the camera with Hanum.

Then they started to dialogue.

“Didn't you sting? Didn't waiting for me feel like it would hurt a lot.” Izraa started all with emotions that felt fitting, even all the crew seemed to be drowning with the first sentence from him, just like Syila.

“I choose to go through that pain compared to losing you, because life must be a lot of heavy, if not with you.” Hanum touched Izraa's face, Izraa's hand welcoming her hand. This dialogue is very intimate.

“But I can't promise, promise to come back.” Izra continued and chose not to look at Hanum to feel the dramatic effect.

While she was living the role, Izraa saw Syila crying, she let out tears, inexplicably it made Izraa riled up to lose focus.

“No problem, but you must try your hardest to return, at least I will be your burden, return under any circumstances, because I will never stop waiting.” The next Hanum Dialogue.

“Don't wait for me.” All shocked, why Izraa changed her dialogue, Syila looked strangely at izraa, why her gaze felt so soft.

Hanum did not know what to do, because it was not the dialogue and the continued dialogue Hanum did not connect, so Hanum improvised because it was very good emotions, he did not want this section edited.

“I will keep waiting for you.”

“Stupid woman.” Izraa was still staring at Syila.

Syila caught it as the words Izra pointed at her.

Then Bang Aryo shouted, “Cut!!!”

All gathered, “Crazy cool addition to the dialogue, Syil this can be yes, please ..” Bang Aryo pleaded because her emotions were so deep, Syila just nodded. Then Syila walked to the toilet, filming was finished, because it was only chasing the night and some scenes.

As Syila exited the bathroom, she saw Izraa sitting in the living room. He read another book.

Syila sat next to Izraa,” Indeed if women wait for it, her name is a stupid woman?” Syila said casually while leaning on the back of the sofa.

“Means?”

“Why did those words come to mind? improvisation is good, but usually if spontaneity, it comes from the heart and the thought is believed, do you feel the woman waiting for her lover as a stupid woman?”

“Of course, let alone its name?” Izraa stared fixedly at Syila.

“Love, that's his name.” Syila also looked at him not to be outdone, but his position remained leaning, while Izraa was upright but facing Syila.

“Love tuh, what is Syil?” Izraa asked what she did not understand, she actually asked, not being challenged.

“Love is when you keep thinking about it, despite the distance, time and ..”

“And others have filled his heart?” Izraa guess.

“Can also.”

“If in my opinion, love is something empty, an illusion, just a word created to make someone feel comfortable.”

“Hah?”

“Loh yes dong, you know that love does not exist, it is only about the desire of Syil, a real desire, naturally we need it, the desire is wrapped in the word love to feel polite and comfortable, so that the love is not, though fall there again.”

“Lu talkin lust?” Syila felt Izraa was perverted. He must be a playboy, not dislike of women or both. His way of thinking is very low about love.

“Moreover Syil? Except ... sick person.” Izraa looked far away.

“If it were all about lust, surely there would be no woman waiting in uncertainty just for her love.”

“There is?”

“There!”  Syila.

“Mention one.” Izraa.

“Majnun is waiting for Layla, you know, she even went crazy because of her lover, her lover married someone else! He was still waiting and when someone finally made Layla's country fall because of the war so that Majnun could marry Layla, you know what Majnun did? He helped all the victims of that war, you know what he said? How can I see the people who live in the country where my lover lives this hurt.” Syila said it with emotion, she cried and shouted, Izraa just looked at her calmly. Izraa knew, Syila was justifying her mistake.

“But finally Majnun died in futility, he was not with his lover to death.The lover came after some time he was gone! They both died in futility.”

Syila looked at Izraa with tears constantly falling.

“I want to forget it, if I could have done it many years ago, but I can't, even if I did have to end up like Majnun, of course it would feel beautiful.” Syila stood up and went to her room. Crying really.

[If I'm capable, I want to love you, but I can't, I can't feel anything either for you or any woman, what a pity for you, the smart girl who got hurt.] Izraa stared at the door of Syila's tightly closed and locked room, her heart saying that.

Izraa felt pity for Syila, but she could not reach out her hand, because Syila would be like escaping a crocodile into a tiger enclosure, because Izraa could not offer passionate love, she said, not unwilling, but Izraa was unable, this kind of time Izraa hated her illness!

If she is able, she will do it for Syila, because in her thinking, Shila is the woman who matches all her thoughts, but if Shila is with her, Izraa will only give other emptiness, she said, because of his inability to feel that desire.