Crazy Love of the Actor
Section 91: Trap 2

“You why?” Syila after reading her poem casually, but undeniably, she read with her heart, until it felt real.

“I envy the man you made such a beautiful poem, I have never read such a painful poem, there is pain, happy, cold and critical. It feels like I want to die and live at one time, I mean, love that claps one hand but it feels so beautiful, how can you make that writing, if you don't have the object.

Is this for ... Kevin?” This turned out to be Izraa's target, he felt disappointed, because Syila was indeed that deep to feel for Kevin.

“No, in my life it's not just Kevin I've ever loved. Poetry was created a long time ago, before I knew Kevin, it was for other people, people I had admired, but he never saw me, we never met each other, but I admired him, our love was never adrift, only separated before it even began, but I am grateful, therefore, I was able to make beautiful writings.”

“Oh, you mean crush?” Izraa uses the more modern term gebetan.

Syila laughed out loud, “Yes, you could say so, the person who never knew I existed, may also never think I was real, but it made me able to add many colors to my writing.”

“I'm grateful you never dared to make a step with him, because if he saw your writing, maybe he would start to think you existed, I'm grateful you guys never knew each other.” Izraa doesn't seem to be disappointed, because it's not for Kevin.

“Nothing will be different Za, because know it or not, if she finally reads my writing and knows it for her, she won't love me, she will only love my writing.”

“Yes, it would be very sad, because maybe he will want the love you give, but do not want you as a person. It's sad, but I'm grateful you never knew each other.” Izraa drew his own conclusions.

“You apparently like to dance on the suffering of others?” Syila is upset because she remembers her past love clapping one hand.

“I will not only dance to your suffering, but I will probably give you a big thanksgiving and celebration on every love story that ends the heartbreak you went through with others, I will always be happy if you have to go through it, because in the end, you will be on one path, which brings us together.”

“Wah, just given an example once, izraa apparently immediately became a great student, I will no longer give you knowledge, afraid you become greater than me.”

“Teacher is still a teacher, although students may be smarter, but still, the teacher's touch will always be different.” Izraa praised him in another way.

“Alright, it's finished the pleasantries, let's go in on the subject. What do you want to talk to me about our new company.”

Izraa smiled to himself, hearing our new company, felt very romantic, Syila has given up on our word, before she always felt that this is her company.

“You have prepared a name? Since the company's legal person should take care of our publishing company immediately, you want the company to operate quickly right?”

“Oh yes, there is already a name that I prepared, the name is taken from sanskrit, CITRA SRAYA WALGITA.”

“A unique name, what does it mean?” Izraa is interested, not just pleasantries, indeed his name sounds unique.

“Writing helps writing. Like the vision that our company will have, helping writers to publish their writings, so writing helps writing, so. Do you think it's ok?”

Syila was happy to get the praise, but immediately fell again, because it turned out Izraa had not finished his words.

“But darling, not adept at choosing a partner, no wonder you were left behind.” Typical of Izraa, the most insulting.

“You want me to kick it! As if you don't know, who I sacrificed for!” Syila reminds her that she did this for Sofia, her sister Izraa. This is deliberately brought Izraa as a joke although it should be a sensitive theme if thrown. So that Syila does not feel this is a painful thing again, is not the word people, if only we can joke with pain, it means it is no longer painful.

“Alright, I know that. But the name you picked was really good, I like it, it's gonna be our company name, because it really presents our company well. CITRA SRAYA WALGITA, WRITING HELP WRITING.” The two of them then smiled with great satisfaction, while there were some people watching, apparently it was Izraa fans who wanted to take pictures.

One finally dared to come to the table and said, “ Can you ask for a photo kaka Izraa?” ask the guy.

“Bby.” Izraa said warmly, he returned to his artist mode, when originally he was very arrogant and haughty, but fans should not be hurt, the basic law of artistry.

“Kak, can you photograph us?” The person asked Syila to take a picture of them, Syila fell silent, because this must be a moment that will make her name tarnished again, because she will take the fan's phone with her left hand, it is not polite.

Syila fell silent then suddenly someone from behind spoke.

“I am here, do not want all the same photos mbak Syila as well, this is a famous author loh.” The waiter who was a fan of Syila said with a sincere smile.

The fans then sparkled, because they did not know who Syila was, they agreed and finally Syila's good name was saved once again.

They took pictures and the fans were satisfied with the photo, they left Izraa and Syila.

“Hei, thank you yes.” Syila pulled the hand of the floater and thanked him.

“I'm your fan, I know this is the hardest time for you, but trust me, my judgment of you never comes down, it's just that to me, you're an inspiration, things never limit you, I promise you, I promise, every time I was at the bottom, I would remember this, that I had someone great as a role model, so this was not help, but dedication.” The servant said, making Shila teary, while Izraa laughed out loud.

“Why?” Syila was upset Izraa ruined this heartwarming moment.

“You misjudged people, this woman is spoiled, don't expect too much of her.” Izraa mocked, the waiter knew, his boss even looked very loving to Syila, so the waiter also laughed, Syila smiled with understanding, Izraa is melting the atmosphere so as not to become clumsy because of the fan drama and the writer he idolizes.

“Then, I'm back to work again yes, later if you need anything, call me.” The waiter left, leaving the two who still had laughter on his lips.

“Look, the outside world is not so cruel, if there may be people who do not like you, but there will be many people who defend you, you underestimate yourself.” Izraa said casually but making Syila speechless, Syila felt that indeed she was too cowardly before, this hand was not her limit, she had to be stronger.