LOVATY 1.0
An Elegant Trap

“Who exactly are you?” arrived – arrived this man said something strange.

“What?” my question is not to understand.

“The first time we were meeting, the Calya I saw was a firm and focused person. But all day you are like a walking machine whose mind drifts where – where.”

Oh yeah, he talks like he knows everything about me.

“What’s wrong? You can tell me,” again.

Whatisthis? Why arrived – arrived there in the filter mode?

“Nothing – what.”

“OK, nothing what – what. But you know what? I’ve been talking by my self all day long, no one response me and suddenly you will say ‘what?’ out of nowhere,” Exactly as I thought. He got me.

“Are you even here now? Hello.. is Calya here.” he said while waving his hands right in front of my face as if I was far across the road.

Cut her hand so she stops, “Can you stop.”

“You know what you don’t have to be so formal with me, you.. I mean not in a breaktime like this,” fine if that's what she wants, “Yeah, whatever.”

“I think you need to be relaxed, chill, enjoy your life!” it's funny to hear him trying to advise me.

“Enjoy my life. haha. then tell me, the interview that we do. Is that one of your ‘enjoying life’ moment?” I'm starting to get upset.

“Hey, I am professional. Work is work!”.

Right, maybe that means making me work.

“All that question doesn’t seem professional to me,” I said again, this time a little cynical.

“You are new in this field, don’t you?”

Wait a minute, “What!.” does he look at me lightly now.

“Sorry waiting a long time,” arrived – arrived waitress came before I had time to reply said – he said.

“Happy enjoy” said the waitress before leaving the table.

“We continue after eating,” he said while holding the tableware.

***

The two men ate their food quietly. They both may have the same thought that a dish should be enjoyed well. Seen from the facial expressions of those who so enjoyed every bribe that entered their mouths. It could also be because of the long journey they took

making the food taste much better, the most important thing is that they eat away their food.

After finishing lunch, they immediately left the restaurant, of course after paying. There was tension in front of the cashier. Just a little conflict, about who's going to pay.

One holds the prestige of being a man, while the other holds the prestige of not wanting to go into debt. That's where they survive with – each holding a credit card in their hands.

“So payment will be done separately or not?” ask the woman who works at the cash register.

“Ya!”

“No!” Answer the two at the same time.

The two different answers they gave clearly confused the female cashier.

“We will pay using this,” Ray said while proffering his credit card.

“Hey!” Calya started protesting. He's a little late because the cashier has already accepted Ray's credit card and processed

repayments. However, it does not change his desire not to go into debt.

“I’ll pay you back. How much was it?” tanyanya is still prestigious.

“You don’t have to,” the man refused.

“I don't want to have debt,” but the woman forced.

“Debt? Ok, how about this? I pay for lunch, you pay for dinner. Then we break even!” the man tried to offer a solution.

“Ok, fine. Wait ..” Calya Buru – hastily agreed to pay off the debt. But when his brain was back at work he realized that the offer was not profitable. Because that means he has to have dinner with Ray. Once again he was too late to save himself and fell into a trap, he thought.

Tiiit..

A car horn resuscitated him. Ray, who was in the car, called to get in. Calya rushed over and the two of them resumed their work.

Calya returns to her silent mode, for a moment she forgets that her work is not done and their journey is still long. “How much more?” Ask Ray.

Instead of – answering the question, Calya instead showed him a paper containing the list of artists. “Hmm.. *it will take us until dinner to finish it, *” said Ray again.

Calya let out a long sigh, slightly lamenting her fate. If this is a dream, then this is a nightmare for him. Even to just be angry – is angry in his mind he is no longer able to. He had already lost his strength from having done so since this morning.

“Is it that bad to work with me?” Ray arrived – arrived talking, making him shocked. He thought the man had read his mind.

“Why don’t you answer me? Are you serious?” Calya just kept quiet and looked at the man. Seeing the expression on Ray's face that was like disbelief made him a little

“I've never been this long with anyone other than my team members. It’s quiet uncomfortable,” Calya replied, she is a little kind now.

“You should feel honor. It’s a rare opportunity. You might learn something,” but the man again tried to break into.

“Oh really? Then tell me what can I learn from this interview thing?” Calya challenged him a little.

“You’ll find out soon!”

At 20:20. They manage to finish their job and in the end they have to be together at a table for dinner. Something that has been predicted or at least promised.

There they enjoyed a meal that felt like a celebratory meal at the completion of their work.

“So, ready to continue?” Ray said after they finished eating all the food.

The woman across the table was a little surprised. Instead of – instead said –thank you-over-work-hardly-this-day as the end of the day he instead heard the word – words that signify that his job today is still not over.

“Next? Not all is done, is it?” Calya is starting to feel bad.

“Interview is done, but we haven't choose yet right?”

The woman furrowed her brows when she heard him, “I thought it would be on you and your team!”

“It could be me with someone else too,” the man replied casually. Too relaxed for the woman to think of him as a guyonan. Moreover, coupled with the facial expression of the man who was quite –nyeleh-for him, strengthened his belief at that time.

“What is this actually?” ask the woman. Now he no longer cares about the client's position on the man.

“You said you want to learn something from me, come on I’ teach you something!” Ray steps out of the restaurant, while Calya follows him from behind. They didn't go so far, just went to a park outside the restaurant. On one of the park benches, they sat down.

It might feel too easy for Calya to follow the word –, Ray said at the moment. But actually he just wants to prove whether this is indeed because of work or just an alibi that the man made for the behavior of – his ridiculous behavior today.

The woman sat down, leaning her back, crossed her chest while looking at the man. Waiting for the man to start talking.

“According to you who should we choose?” ray opened the chat. Calya looked at the –list-artist-paper in her hand. Read them one by one, looking for something. He paused on a name on the third sheet, reversing the direction of the paper to show it to Ray.

“Delisa. Subcriber youtube many, instagaram many followers, projects – his many film projects and known almost all ages,” he tried to convey his views honestly.

“Then our project will fail,” replied the man instantly.

“Why?” calya asked in disbelief. “Delisa is always put much make up everytime. Even for an impromptu interview like earlier.” Ray gave his reason, though,

“Maybe because she wants to give a good impression.” Calya tried to deny the man's reason.

“Later people will focus more on her make up rather than her sports wear. Like lipstick color, bash type eyeshadow brand on.”

“Blush on!” Calya trammates says – words

the wrong guy said, “Yeah, whatever!” but Ray doesn't seem to care much.

“If make up problem, we can ask make up artist to do as the concept says.” Calya again tried to defend her chosen artist.

“Then people will talk about that more. Today the makeup is more natural yes. nuances make up what yes.. Which is more suitable? The usual or simple. You are the one that brings this hidden promotion idea. How do we see the success of our first project, have you ever think about that? Of course the response! Any comments on their social media and media-released articles. If everything is focused on our brand can only be said to succeed!”.  

Calya digested every word – words from Ray, it was heavy but it must be admitted that the man was right. Maybe he has forgotten the continuity between their team's idea and the end result that must be obtained. Of course something like this cannot happen again, he thought.

“Next!”

Ray reopened his voice after a few minutes of silence. He was waiting for an answer, but his interlocutor was still silent in confusion. So Ray must call back the woman's consciousness.

“First choice is fail, so your next choice miss?” and again the woman was still flinching.

But not out of confusion this time, but disapproval. He found it strange that this chat felt like private tutoring where he was his student, he did not like.

“What is this! Are you giving up now?” the man realized that it was not impossible for the woman to answer him but did not want to be more precise. So with deliberate he provoked a little emotion the woman with the word – said.

“Trini. Well known by the public with an innocent girl. Without thick make up of course.” Calya finally replied after looking back at the list of names of the artists in her hand.

“That’s not gonna work!” but the man again – again refused.

“And what’s the reason now?” the umpteenth time Calya spoke in an annoyed tone today.

“Back in the interview when I asked, is there any kind of sports or exercise the she does or interested in? she said not in particularly,” the man again reasoned,

“So?” but it's confusing Calya.

“Nowadays netizen are well known by their sharp eyes, they will notice right away. If the person is not a regular sport, people will also not be interested in the sports activities he does. Not even mention what they wear while exercising. Next!”.

The woman sighed before returning to try, “Kanaya. The nation princess's. She .”.<TAG1>

“I bet she will treat the crew badly. Don’t you see how she treat her team during the interview, she has a bad attitude.”

Again and again all the names he had submitted were rejected, this time before he could even explain the reason. The woman exhaled a long breath, - very tired.

“I wonder if there is any of them that match your criteria?” said it.

Now the man is leaning his back with his arms crossed in front of his chest “They said the best is saved for the last.”