The Untold Story
Loving me
- B's PoV--
*Esplanade, Show Room: 2003*
"Please, Bella! This is not the deal" Franky said continuously without stopping.
What mean??? The testaments... What agreement??? Why did that word just keep coming out of his mouth??
"Franky, you can ask for anything later, but please.... Don't......" I suddenly stopped my words.
I'm riveted. My body suddenly shook again. I saw another figure standing behind Franky. A person I know very well.
A figure I never expected to be in the middle of all the drama that happened between us last afternoon. The figure that should still be lying weakly inside his room.
That figure... He approached me. The man has now removed the body of Franky who was facing me. He even thrust one of his hands right in front of my face, saying, "Shall we dance.... B?"
I stared in front of him. In front of the man I left alone in the room this afternoon dying. The man who was now standing before me with a pale face without a hue and a heavy sigh.
"Please Welcome, Adit and Bella!" The MC's voice was heard again calling the names of the two of us.
"B....." Aditya again thrust his hand at me and looked at me with the glare of my eyes. Only sadness was reflected in his gaze. While hatred.... I couldn't find a trace of that feeling on Aditya's two eyeballs.
With mixed feelings, I was forced to accept the man's helping hand. I don't know what's going to happen next, I'm totally resigned to it.
Aditya then grasped my hand gently. We were both preparing to step into the middle of the stage. However, before you get there....
Sreekk.....
The man suddenly pulled my hair and made it unravel. Next, he stomped his hand to throw the hair tie in any direction and looked at me deeply.
"You'll look more beautiful with unraveling hair, B...Trust me...." Said Aditya while whispering a little in my ear.
My body rippled instantaneously due to the refreshing scent of his breath. Not to mention the air coming out of his nose. The air that so smoothly hit my facial skin and made my heart pound more erratically.
Aditya took my hand again and took me walking. With just a few steps, we were already standing in the middle of the stage.
At that time, the floodlight is only set in white, so the side that is not exposed to light will look darker. Such a stage setting apparently makes us, who wear all-black clothes increasingly look cold and mysterious.
On that stage, wrapped in a thin long-sleeved shirt with deep black that is not pocketed and trousers of similar colored cloth, I seemed to find the charm of Aditya buried. All this time I always looked at Aditya as a womanizer, woman lover. But for some reason, tonight he actually displays the figure of himself who.... Untouchable.
Music sounded....
Starting from the sound of pipe organs that echo so that they display a dramatic instrumentalia. Moments later, following the sound of some stringed instruments, such as violin, cello, and viola as a melody to fill the interlude instrumentalia.
Me and Aditya stood in a straight line. The man was in front of me while I was behind him so that my body was perfectly covered by his body.
In the first move, we both closed our eyes. My hands then slipped behind her body, touching and rubbing Aditya's chest and stomach so perfectly and slightly open.
I clenched Aditya, sticking my chest on his back like someone so longing. Until finally the man stepped up and carried my body in front of his body.
Gently, he then touched some parts of my body. The man drew a line with his finger, passed the shoulder down to the side of the chest, ribs, waist and finally found my palm there. Carefully, he then grasped the palm of my hand and carried both of my legs swinging between his legs.
Sometimes I drop my body to the side, but his hands hold my waist so I don't fall. Simultaneously, he compensated for my movements by bringing his head closer to my body. Swiping the top of his nose on my neck, chest, and ending in my stomach. I'm getting more bristled at it.
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Show time's.... Closers....
The sound of a woman saying a few words. There will be no lyrics to the song sung as our dance partner, because libertango is often displayed as an instrumental rather than a song. However, some versions will involve a sigh of words to give an intimate impression.
In the next second, at the time of the first verse the instrumentalia was dominated by a violin and accordion duet, while the other instruments were only heard as accompaniment, while the other instrument was only heard as an accompaniment, aditya and I hugged each other again to sweeten our dance. Even so, our eyes are required not to look at each other.
With a thumping feeling, in the next movement, I brought my cheek closer to Aditya's face, while my hand touched his stocky arm. I stroked the arm carefully as if I was adoring him, before then we spun around several times in the same single jolt.
Music continues to play. The sound of drums gradually sounded slow enough just to stabilize our beats. A quick tap that led us to a leg game where my legs kept swinging and occasionally slipped between Aditya's legs, and vice versa.
At the same time, one hand of Aditya touched my waist, while the other hand held my other hand. We look like people dancing waltzes, but in a fast tempo.
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Show time's.... Come Closer's....
There was that sound again. The sound is also a sign that there is a change in the style of playing musical instruments in this instrumentalia temple.
Aditya and I continued to follow where the music was going to take us. The bodies of the two of us even seemed to blend into that music.
Although I have never trained together, I feel like we are both in the same frequency. Frequency I didn't find before, when I danced with Franky.
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There is no one between us..
Although the tempo of the instrumentalia libertango is more likely to be fast, but in this section, the movements we show are slow movements that are not off-beat. A more intimate part of the movement because it involves not only so much hand touch but also facial touch.
Several times Aditya and I almost kissed. And every time he brought his face closer to mine, his nose to mine, my heart beat faster than ever.
Sometimes I dare to steal a look at him. Surprisingly, every time I do that, the face that tonight looks pale but is unable to remove the beauty and decisiveness of the charm, several times it makes me almost lose consciousness on stage. Had there not been any crowd cheers accompanying the surprises in our dance moves, I might have been lying unconscious.
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I want to kiss you...
Now we have come to the end of the movement. The tempo of the movement that was originally slowed down has now become back to normal. In this section, Aditya is required to remove and hold my body back quickly. A movement that is quite risky for female dancers, because if the partner fails to catch and hold, then it is very possible for the female dancer to be thrown and fell.
I should have been worried about this part. I don't know why I believe in him so much. Various difficult movements that can be danced Aditya perfectly without hurting me. While I was, I was so enjoying the way he 'played my body'.
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We turned around again. Several times he also lifted my body. There was still a little movement to be brought before the music stopped. In those last seconds, the two of us finally looked at each other.
My heart immediately pulsed. There was something in her eyes that made me feel sad. Aditya's gaze and the faint little smile that he then showed, somehow disturbed my heart. I was still searching for the answer in my mind while stepping with him until.....
Cup.....
The man again tilted my body, restrained my waist with his hands and kissed my lips gently in front of everyone. A kiss that was flashed with a feeling.
Music stops... All the audience cheered for us while he still stole my kiss without shame. A few seconds passed while we were still in the same position until Aditya straightened our bodies and invited me to salute the audience.
I was like the one who was struck by lightning after that. My consciousness even forced me to trace back without warning.
I really gasp. I can't believe what just happened between the two of us. Slowly, as I tried to name the situation that had just happened, I again felt smashed when my eyes accidentally rubbed against someone else's eyes.
Indras....
That guy.... The man I was aiming for in this competition, looked at me with wounds while clapping in disappointment.
My emotions instantly overflowed to Aditya. I stared at Aditya sharply while clenching my hands.
So, this is what he planned? He wants to humiliate me, make me look weak because he managed to have in front of Indra? Is this what he calls the memories he'll leave me?
It's hick!!! How shortsighted!!
I have to make a calculation with him. I have to teach Aditya a lesson.
"Amazing out.... Amazingly..... Give some love for Adit and Bella from Indonesia......." The MCs sound again on stage.
"Whoooaaa........" The cheers of the standing audience were also heard responding to the speech of the host.
In the buzzing sound of the audience echoing, Aditya and I then rushed back to the backstage. Aditya grabbed my hand and led me to walk into the other room at a quick pace.
Without a fight I followed the man. I will indeed give her the calculations after this. The sooner you get away from the stage the better.
Just now that I wanted to stomp her hand and ask for an explanation for the kiss on that stage, I saw Aditya let go of his grasp and kneeled on the floor while holding his chest. His breathing was hunting, as well as the sweat droplets coming out from his pores. This man again felt a pain that seemed to be excruciating...
"Iikkh... Iikkkh...." One by one I saw how he tried to scoop up the air around him.
Along with that, a group of paramedics suddenly came by pushing an empty gurney. Deftly they propped up Aditya's body before it was completely unsteady to the floor.
Looking at the manner and timeliness of their arrival, I suspect that all of this has been prepared. And the only logical explanation to explain this condition is...... Aditya was still in a weak state while dancing with me earlier.
That guy... Forcing himself....
But... Whyyy???
Does he have to risk his safety just to show Indra that I have succeeded in his possession? Is the pain of my heart and Indra worth his life?
I saw Aditya looking at me with a glare as the men raised his body on the gurney and put a breathing apparatus on his nose. Instantly, a feeling of guilt again enveloped me, because I was the one who caused all this.
I'm still standing in the same position. I didn't even shift from where I was, as the men were preparing to turn the gurney and point it outside the room. However, before that happened, I saw Aditya trying to talk to one of the medics.
I certainly can't hear clearly what he's saying. However, I knew what he was talking about with regards to me because the officer then asked me to approach Aditya.
As if I had no choice, I returned to my opinion. I brought my body closer and stood beside the man's gurney.
"B......." This time Aditya's voice sounded so weak.
"T-tadi... Iiiikkh.... Is.... S-a... A farewell kiss for us...." His breath was wheezing, but the man still kept forcing to speak to me.
"Master... I'm sorry, we have to hurry....." One of the medics reminded. However, Aditya raised his hand to the officer to tell him to be quiet.
"B.... I'm unwinding.mu.... Iiiikkh..... Iiikkh..." Aditya paused his words again to take a deep breath.
My heart brushed for a moment. Unleashed? Farewell kiss?
Was I all this time.... Have you thought too far about him??? What he meant as a memory was.... Dance and.... That kiss???
"Go B!! Meet the man... Don't make... Iiikkh... You missed your love again....... Hmmm???" Aditya smiled gently at me. While I was, I was like a fool who had just discovered a reality.
A few seconds later, I saw Aditya lose consciousness on top of that gurney. All the medics spontaneously became confused until some of them pushed my body away, so I got away from Aditya's side.
The medics then ran pushing her safe outside the room, while I could only stand glued with teary eyes when I saw them taking Aditya away from the place where I was. My legs suddenly became limp, especially after I heard the sound of someone talking and patting my shoulder after that....
"Frank....." I said his name.
"That stupid guy.... Can't you feel that he.... Loving you??" Franky left me after he finished saying his words. A single tear then slid off just because of his words.
Adityas..... She Loves me???
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Happy Reading!
Hello readers friends. Sharing a little story about the process of writing this episode, this part is actually the most difficult I have ever written. Describing a dance following the accompanying instrument without any supporting song lyrics actually feels so complicated to me.
Nevertheless, I hope his feelings can still be felt by the reader. Hopefully yaa.
If you want to see the real dance version, you can search on youtube with the title Astor Piazolla-Libertango.