The Untold Story
A Flavor

- B'S PoV---

*Jakarta, Dance Studio: 2003*

Ever since that pool incident, there's been something different every time I look at Aditya. A taste that bothered me, which until this moment I was unable to identify.

I knew it wasn't love, because what I felt for Aditya was different from what I felt for Indra. With Indra, I gained comfort, warmth and protection.

While Aditya, that guy always managed to pull the wildest side in me. The side I never realized existed. The side that makes me a free man, who has nothing to fear to be who and do what I love. With Aditya, I took off my mask and became the full Bellatrix Atmaja.

Adityas... It always gets my adrenaline pumping. Ah, it seems like that guy never let my heart feel okay. Since the beginning of our meeting, when I had not known him, until now, even when several times we had slept under the same roof, Aditya always made my heart work harder. A sensation that I initially hated, but somehow, lately I started to enjoy it.

!kdkkk!!!

"We have arrived, B," said Aditya after opening his car door for me and disperse my daydreams about him.

Instantly my cheeks blushed. I'm like a teenager caught off guard while daydreaming of a friend of the opposite sex.

"Eh, I-yeah... Thanks..." I immediately got out of the car in a hurry until when I focused my feet on the ground, I almost slipped and injured my own ankles.

"Be careful......." Aditya caught me in his arms. The masculine scent from his body again filled my sense of smell.

Degs.. Degs... Degs... Degs...

This guy...... Oh, myGod... Can he make my heart beat normally just once?

For a while I fell asleep with that hug. A hug that made me re-enter my subconscious. I continued to sink into my own feelings and thoughts until without me noticing, I tightened my arms to the man and would not let go.

"B......." Aditya called me once.

"B......" The second call I did not heed.

"Bellatrix.....Darling....." Surprised at the last word he said, my consciousness immediately returned to its place.

"A-what's up?" I spoke in half whisper while looking at his face. Aditya just replied to me with a gentle smile.

"Are you okay?" Then he looked at me deeply.

"L-yes.. I'm fine..." I'm blushing... Again..

"B... Can you walk?" Aditya asked back while brushing some strands of the child's hair that covered my eyes.

"Yes.... Sure do..." I still wrapped my hands around her body unconsciously. We really hugged at a very close distance.

Aditya then brought his face closer and whispered something in my ear "Then.... Can we let go of our embrace?"

A second later he put his face away again and said, "Ehm... To be honest we are now being their spectacle...."

I widened my eyes as I followed where Aditya's eyes were going. At that moment I discovered that everyone around us was looking at me and Aditya with a strange expression.

"Emmmmm.. M-sorry," I said again to respond to his words while releasing a hug.

Aharrrrghhh!!!

If only I could scream.

What a!!!!

Maybe right now it's not just my cheeks that are flushed. I'm sure my whole face is as bright as a strawberry in a field ready to be harvested. How can I go back to acting like a hypnotized person?

What's wrong with you B???

Bamm!!

The sound of the car door being closed by Aditya made me more aware and helped me to refocus. Awfully, I then followed Aditya's steps to enter the dance studio.

In accordance with the conversation that occurred between us after the incident at the pool, today Aditya promised to take me to the dance studio to practice. The competition counts weeks. Although winning is not our target, but at least our performance should not be a joke there.

"Don't Banyu......" I saw a man in a gleaming style greeting Aditya with an unfamiliar name and thrusting his hand.

"Franky!" Aditya shook the man's hand.

"Hello... This must be Bella, right? I'm Franky, a friend of Banyu High School in Surabaya....." The young man explained who he was while smiling at me before he paused for a moment.

Banyu... Ah, ja.... Third name Aditya. Apparently Aditya High School friends called the man a different name.

"Tarammmm... I'm also the one who's gonna be your dance partner, baby!" Franky then blinked one eye at me and returned to thrust his hand.

I'm riveted. I did not immediately respond to the man's hand because of his difficulty digesting his speech. He introduced himself as.... My dance partner? Shouldn't Aditya be......?

"B.......??" Aditya patted me on the shoulder and I regained my senses. At the same time, I found Aditya's friend's face turning sour.

"Pardon me.." I immediately welcomed the hand of the man named Franky and doused his facial expression that had stiffened because I did not respond to his greetings.

"B... Are you all right? It seems like you are not well today. We can go home if you....." Aditya asked back to confirm my frequent existence lost focus.

"I'm doing fine. We're.... No, I can practice today," I cut quickly with a cold tone of voice. I don't know why I felt that way.... Disillusioned....

But, help! Don't get me wrong! I'm not disappointed not to dance with Aditya. I'm disappointed because I always seem to be played with by that guy.

Why would he deceive me? No, why am I always fooled by him?

"Eh, Banyu... It's not really Sari.... I thought when you said that you would come with your wife, you would bring Sari. I think Bella is another mention for Sari," said Franky who may still be offended by my attitude earlier so he tried to disturb my calm by mentioning the name of Sari, Aditya's former lover.

But... To be honest... If he wants to repay me by mentioning the name of another woman, then everything is in vain. I really don't care!

While taking us for a walk down the hallway of the dance studio, Franky was unceasingly chirping. It seems that with a lot of talk, the mood of the woody man was more quickly restored, because after that his cynical gaze on me was no longer visible in the spotlight of his eyes.

While Aditya, the man may be reluctant to respond to Franky's remarks. Aditya was more silent and then chose to smile as an alternative to respond to the words of his old friend.

"We have arrived. Bella and I will be training in this room. Yeah, twice a week I think it's enough, given Banyu's words, Bella's used to dance classes." Franky shows a medium-sized room whose walls are lined with glass on each side.

I stepped into the training room. For a moment the memories of the past swirled in my mind. Yes, Indra and I used to always take the time to dance together in a room surrounded by glass like this.

My eyes suddenly dewy. Indras.... If our love story were as beautiful as the dances we always interpret.

"So, what do you want to do for the competition?" Franky's words made the shadow of Indra dancing with me fade in my mind. I now try to look into Franky's busy eyes looking at my face and Aditya alternately.

Just as I wanted to open my mouth and answer the question of Aditya's friend, I suddenly heard the voice of the man standing beside me answering without hesitation....

"Liberatoo... Astor Piazzolla" Aditya mentions a masterpiece.

A libertango! Indra and I haven't even had a chance to dance, because the choreography is too intimate. And now... This pervert and annoying guy beside me indirectly told me to dance with him along with the woody guy I just met?? Is he out of his mind?

"I thought...." Just now that I wanted to refute, Aditya cut my words.

"Song it or nothing." Aditya looked at me sharply.

What the fuck? He was not involved in this competition, but spoke as if it was me and him who would dance. And that gentle demeanor? Where are all those attitudes?

"I guess....." I tried to speak again, but Aditya cut me off again.

"Bellatrix and you're gonna rehearse this song, Franky!" Aditya turned to look at Franky with a gaze that was not less sharp with the gaze he had given me. The man nodded too.

"Sorry B! But my time is not much. Just this time, don't argue!" Aditya lowered his eyes so that it no longer looked scary.

I didn't answer. I don't know why it seems like this time I'm lazy to argue with him.

"You practice! I have to get to the office. In two hours I'll pick you up, B!" Aditya was about to touch my cheek but due to an unbearable growl, I spontaneously rewinded my body to avoid it.

"Go and there's no need to pick me up! I'm not a kid who can't go home alone" I replied in an increasingly cold tone.

"I'll keep picking you up. Don't go anywhere!" A rebuttal was leveled by Aditya before he stepped in to leave me with Franky in the room.

In the second that he left me, I re-weighted it in my mind. I tried to force my reason to identify the feelings that had bothered me for a few days, because as I know, I hate it so much. I hate Aditya!

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