Forced to Marry a Handsome Waria
Soft Stares

Alya was done getting ready, because soon it was time to shoot the scene, which he was going to live.

Ten minutes before the scene began, Alya waited on the sidelines, while reading the script he would play in a moment.

It only took a while, for Alya to be able to memorize everything she would do later.

Someone throws a can of used drink, towards Alya's head. His head was hit by the can throw, making Alya feel very angry with the person who threw it.

With a burst of anger, Alya immediately put the script on her thigh, “Who threw me a can?!” alya screeched, her eyes looking for the whereabouts of someone before her.

In front of him, there was someone he knew very well. She is Rachel, a senior figure whose ambition is to make everyone like her, including Rian.

Rachel begins to make friction on Alya, so that Alya understands her intentions and goals.

Her eyes narrowed sharply towards Rachel, with her hands constantly clenching.

‘Damn Rachel! Don't let me get out of all my emotions here! I don't want to get in trouble, at the end of the season!’ inner Alya, who is still trying to hold back her anger, even when knowing her enemy is doing friction to her.

Rachel flashed her smile in front of Alya, with Alya who could only look at her cynically. He left, carrying two cans of drink in his hand.

“Alya!” screeched the director, giving the code for Alya to immediately enter the field.

“Ya!” sahut Alya, waving his hand.

Alya immediately prepared, to enter the field. However, it turned out that his regret towards Rachel earlier, had made him forget what the dialogue was about.

‘Sial Rachel, I forgot dialogue!’ alya's mind was upset, because of his regret towards Rachel, Alya to forget the dialogue he had memorized earlier.

Meanwhile, Rachel sees Alya has entered the field. He felt safe, and was about to approach Rian again.

Right now, Rian was in the courtyard of Alya's room. He was taking care of the things he was wearing to decorate Alya, and separating them where they should be.

Rachel looked at Rian with a gentle gaze, very different from the gaze she had thrown at Alya earlier.

Rachel stuck the cold can on Rian's cheek, making Rian feel surprised and looked straight at him.

“Rachel? Surprised me,” muttered Rian, while stroking his chest, so shocked because of the cold sensation felt on his cheek.

As usual, Rachel always looked at Rian's face with a very gentle look. He tried to make Rian feel very admirable, and made a good impression of himself in Rian's mind.

“Halo, Rian. How are you?” greet Rachel, while giving a can of the drink to Rian.

Rian smiled as he received the can, “Makasih. I'm good, kok!” rachel sat next to Rian.

They sat together, enjoying the drink in their hands.

Rachel looked towards Rian, who was again looking towards Alya who was fighting acting there.

Her heart was a little turbulent, as Rian's gentle gaze was constantly thrown towards Alya.

‘Why does he always look up to Alya, with such a gentle gaze?’ inner Rachel who felt very curious about what Rian was doing.