Crazy Love of the Actor
Part 27: Fishing

Syila went home as usual a mandatory dinner for the family. When she arrived, she was preparing a meal with the Household Assistant.

“Mi, Syila shower first yes, papi same sister already home?” Syila asked.

“Udah, still in the room, the same, new until also.” Mami replied without turning her head, she was busy preparing the dishes.

“Mi, how much is eating? Want a guest?” Syila was surprised because there were so many menus that mami prepared.

“Oh yes.” Mami approached Syila, she finally left the cuisine and approached Syila.

“So I don't want to bring his girlfriend, he said he already deketin, only now want to be invited to the house, we have to support him Syil, remember, big brother is very difficult to like people, once they like, we love, she is difficult to decretin, like a respectable woman, said your sister, she is graceful and classy.” Mommy is like the mothers of a gossip complex, speaking in whispers because the gossip is sensitive.

“Iyaaa, yaudah, Syila want to shower first yes.”

“Mandi aja loh, do not use nulis again, you like habits suddenly sit and nulis, come out when called.”

“Iya Mi.” Then Syila to his room, not too care about the woman, as long as it is good enough, mami also said she was a respectable woman, certainly not wrong choice, which Syila feared instead, even, if it comes to his relationship with Izraa to be discovered, it could be dangerous, if the papi wrath, then it would be the same as confinement. Papi always thought Syila was a small child who needed to be protected with something more, the pain of the youngest child was so female too.

After bathing, Syila saw the clock, still at seven, she then dressed up in a makeshift house but quite neat because there would be guests.

One hour Syila wrote, as my mother said, she forgot to come down to eat, my mother banged on the door of her room in annoyance.

“Iya-iya.” Syila rushed out, she did not wear the hijab, because all the muhrim, including her guests, the women, her sister's prospective boyfriend.

“Longness! What must Mami gedor first.” Mommy's angry.

“Mi, don't be pinched, ntar would-be mantu denger backwards, Mami angratin aja so, especially later if ama montu, she must think it.” Mami closed her mouth, aware that she had to maintain an attitude so that her daughter-in-law would not be afraid.

“Yaudah cepet.” Mami spoke in a whisper, Syila followed mami to the dining table.

“Syil nih, knowin.” Mami was at the front and eventually gave Syila a way to see her sister's future boyfriend.

“Lah! Hanum!” Syila keget, it's Hanum! what a noble woman! Syila said in her heart.

“Syila.” Hanum responded short and coldly.

“You know?” Sister Alzam asked with a sumringah face.

“Know, she is one of the main actresses in my film.” Syila sat next to Hanum, she looked at Syila with a suspicious look, Hanum smiled cunningly, well if it gets married, it could be a civil war in this house.

“Hanum join his project Syila?” Mami asked, they were all at the dinner table, while the food began to be served by some Household Assistants.

“Iya Aunty, Alhamdulillah, Dik Syila this ngajak Hanum in her film project.” He pressed the word ‘dik’, to denigrate Syila, only Syila is aware of it, because she usually calls Syila with the name Mbak, but Syila does not want to make a fuss because of trivial things.

“Oh good, keep Syila yes, she likes to forget the time if nulis or again work project.”

“Loh, it already has pa ...” Syila kicked Hanum's leg, she knew, Hanum wanted to say that Syila already had a boyfriend, Izraa and Shila gossip soan must have spread even though they said they wanted it covered, Izraa said, but who knows with Izraa's mouth.

“What's up?” Papi suspects.

“There Andi, Manager Om, Andi always take care of Syila, right Dik?”

Syila nodded.

This honorable and graceful woman seemed to want to be beaten, Syila had already clenched her hands, Hanum saw that and was increasingly smiling, the scent of victory was smelling, her victorious expression made Syila upset, she said, the woman is knowledgable and stubborn.

“Iya, the Andi but still afraid of Syila, if you might get hit.”

“Iya Mi, but Syila is indeed a very great woman, a talented writer, but sometimes stubborn, actually Hanum is quite fond of the work of Syila.” The foul talk of Hanum.

“Like? if you knew him, you wouldn't like him.” Sister Alzam as usual chimed in.

“Loh how is it?” Hanum wanted to know Shila's ugliness from a reliable source.

“Yes, she also rarely showers, very lazy, her work is only written, not dear later if she is a wife of people, surely her husband is penitent.”

“Oh so, well maybe his interest is different, but Syila should start learning to take care of the house, so that later we can share-sharing, Hanum likes to take care of the house of Aunt.” This is dropping people politely and then elevating herself, this amazing, respectable woman.

“Wah Hanum prospective dream mantu nih.”

Shila choked on hearing Mami's words, then Hanum gave her the mineral water from the glass for her, wanting to look like an angel maybe.

“Be careful, Dik.” Hanum looks deft, but usually all taken care of Assistant, the basic handyman looking for face.

“Syil! Don't be shy ah, there are guests too.” Brother scoffed.

“Sorry yes Dear HANUM MBAK.” Syila pressed Mbak said very firmly, Hanum just nodded and smiled triumphantly, this must have been used to bring down Syila, Hanum would be very happy to stop by here continuously, this danger, this is, where filming is still not finished. That's what Syila had in mind.

“Disclosure Num, Aunty make fruit pudding, cobain deh, delicious no?” Mami offers fruit pudding from a small glass to Hanum, Hanum takes it and eats.

“Enak Aunty, sometime Hanum is taught to make pudding yes.” Trivia again.

“Yeah, ngapain bothered to make anyway, it already there is tuh pudding instant, just buy aja fruit, abis it lu tata deh according to taste in the molds of the agent, done, so.”

“But this is different Dik, the pudding is very fresh and sweet fit, the fruit also makes more beautiful, if instant there is a preservative.”

“Tuh denger said Hanum, you are males.”

[It's my family what's the Hanum family anyway?!] Syila was upset that she had been dropped so she spoke inwardly.

“Cobain ice fruit Num, it's also aunty make your own use yan seger material, not instant-instant kok.” Again Syila is insinuated, but it does not make her angry, Mami is so, but Syila knows, Mami loves Syila.

Dinner was long for Syila, then after they finished eating, they all gathered in the family room, not in the living room, it seemed like Hanum was already well received by mami and papi, Syila went back to the room, she was annoyed to see Hanum here, she did not want Hanum to be part of this family, even though Hanum was not a bad woman, but it may be Syila's last resort to accept Hanum as part of the family.

[Where else?] Syila called.

[Opartment, you don't want to see me, where am I going?] Izraa replied, it turned out that Izraa called.

[Oh.]

[Why?”] Izraa asked.

[Lu know, Sister Alzam brought a girl home and you know who the girl is?]

[Who? do I know him?]

[Known, gebetan lu.]

[Oh, that's you.]

[Ih, what the hell?!] Syila was upset when her sister brought herself home.

[Who else, I don't have a job.]

[Hanum!] Syila slightly shouted, but she then closed her mouth in fear of sounding.

[Oh.] Just a simple response.

[Not disappointed, losing the number one fan?] Syila spoke a bitch.

[No, what do you do? he's not my crush, if I ngangggep people who like me as a gebetan, then there will be millions of women who become my crush.]

[Look at me, how many followers? You'll know, as much as I like.]

[Hey, those followers can be haters too, not always fans.] Syila protest.

[That's you, if I'm an average fan yes, so don't judge, so many haters right.]

[Za! You know, I called so I could confide, but instead you're bummering.]

[Why me?]

[I mean?] Syila did not understand.

[Why do you feel uncomfortable calling me? why not Andi, instead of you guys being closer, why did you call me to vent? Don't tell me this is because of humanity, it won't work anymore.]

[Yes, because ..].

[In answer, don't beat around the bush.] Izraa fishing.

[Oh, that's because your number is top on my recent phone and chat list, so yes I just call you random, Andi again with his family, I don't want to disturb.] Syila smiled for a reasonable reason.

[Oh so, I think because it's what you think when there's a problem it's me, it should be, right?] Izraa was begging for a confession.

[Ngorang, if there is a problem also like to call Bang Aryo.]

[Different, it's a problem at work, it's a personal problem.]

[Not so Za, it's half personal half-job, you know Hanum, ex-scourge too, who knows you can help, that's the point.]

[What do I help? prayer?]

[Yes, who knows if you want to start a relationship with Hanum, he would want you to be a real girlfriend and who knows if it can last until marriage.] Syila just spoke.

[If it can be so much easier anyway, you think it's easy to handle you?] Izraa mocked Syila who was not like the others, it made Syila angry.

[It's the same with my family, always low me, yaudah, I'm not that good.] Syila hung up and slammed her phone, she was annoyed, because honestly, she called Izraa because it was only Izraa who thought of her at the moment.

Izraa kept calling, but Syila finally turned off her cell phone, she was upset, if my mom couldn't get angry, she said, mami only joked though painful to be humbled in front of people who do not like Syila and Syila also do not like him, let alone papi, where dare to volunteer, willing to fight Kak Alzam, pity, pity, she was afraid that she would fall in front of the woman.

Syila was upset and decided to sleep alone, not the mood of writing as well, had collapsed all her energy due to anger.

…

It did not feel like it was morning, my mom woke up for breakfast, today off filming, so Syila wanted to wake up later after the dawn prayer to sleep again.

“Iya, Mi.” Syila got ready to go out without a shower and without brushing her teeth, really got up and wanted breakfast.

“What toast fried rice?”

“Fried rice, Mi.” Syila asked him after he got to the dinner table.

“You are all playing sleep, Hanum came home to say goodbye, you even slept, not polite tau.”

“Bodo very, Syila did not get along with him!” Syila finally opened her voice.

“Kok that, surely you are looking for trouble first.” Mama seems to have been deceived.

“Ah whatever.”

“Syil, be nice with Hanum, your brother likes her very much. Alzam's sister is very difficult to like women, once you like it Hanum, so you have to help ya.” Mami persuaded.

“Hmm.”

“Syil, can come with me first?” Andi suddenly came, she looked annoyed and panicked.

“Which morning where you going?” Papi also suddenly came and Andi's sergeant who suddenly entered the house and asked Syila to come along, even though he had not yet taken a bath.

“Iya, but I haven't taken a shower.” Syila did not want to.

“On Pi work, this is the document in the car, just need to be looked at, no need to go anywhere. Yuk, cepet.” Andi pulled Syila's hand.

“Pagi-morning already talking about work aja.” Papi remains annoyed, but Andi does not care and still pulls Syila.

“What's the matter?” Syila pulled her hand, they were already in front of the car.

“Include gih.” Andi asked Syila to get into the car on the passenger side of the steering wheel.

“Kok, where is the document, anyways talk about documents doing in the car, very strange tau.”

“Udah cepet in.” Andi opens the car door and pushes her in, Syila so forced to get in the car and ….

“Loh, why are you here, dead me, Ndi! Papi if you see him, we can die!” Syila was about to get out of the car, but Izraa pulled her hand, then she seemed to want to start the car, Syila hurriedly closed the car door fearing that the car was damaged because Izraa was driving her car suddenly and violently, I was also afraid that Papi would hear this commotion.

Andi saw Syila and Izraa had gone with her car, rushed out, she could not seem to still be outside, while Syila had gone , papi must have asked later, Syila went with whom. Andi orders an ojek online and searches for the nearest fast food place to wait for Syila to finish with Izraa.

“Lu doing the hell!” Syila was upset, Izraa driving her vehicle was stable not like before speeding when out of the complex.

“Why don't you pick up the phone and turn off the phone?”

“Yes I'm again males by the way.”

“Kalo males by the way do not ever contact me, at will matiin phone trus say.”

“Elu to my house just because of that?” Syila.

“Yes, because of what else? which is more worrying if the phone is turned off and then suddenly disappears.”

“Za, I'm at home, my problem is also not strange very, about Hanum it's a trivial matter, so why do you splash.”

“Gue also thought so first.”

“Hah?”

“When you see people fighting in the street, then the woman leaves the car, the man chases the woman until it interferes with the road, then there are two lovers fighting in the restaurant, the woman decided to leave the location, but the man pulled all his might so that the woman would not leave, I also considered the men very stupid for doing that.”

“Gue increasingly do not understand the direction of your speech.”

“Gue understood, maybe the man felt disappointed with his woman's attitude, but he was more afraid if he lost the woman, so he lowered his self-esteem by chasing, pulling and pleading, because he thinks his girlfriend is worth more than his pride. That's what I'm doing right now, because I'm worried and scared .. lost you.”

Syila stared fixedly at Syila, she was not amazed, instead she was frightened, if this is the case, the possibility of Izraa releasing Syila would be very thin. Izraa has shown how much he does not want to lose Syila and do things that he may not have done in his life.

Feel fall ... love, with great.

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Author's Note :

What is love about? falling, limping and losing self-esteem? so foolish.

That used to be what I was thinking, but ever since I met you, I have no problem being said to be stupid, as long as it can take a little gulp down the feel of falling.