Bella's Script
Resistance

“Bella has returned?” Roni asked in between her activities to install accessories on the stage. In his hand he still holds a hammer, a nail and some accessories.

“Not yet, still on the way. But he has my chat. Sent me to the child Iighting first.” sahut Inca.

He carried several small lights strung together in a transparent cable, rolled up and brought to meet the ligthing team.

“Udah I just, lo wait here.”

“No need, I want to explain this to them. Let the spit is also changed the stage layout, when we have been mepet. Lo continue to work lo.”

“Ya already, if you need my help, you call aja.”

“Iyaa..”

Inka rushed towards the lighting team backstage.

“Where is Edi?” Ask Inka at one of the Lighting crew.

“Against the front warehouse, check new items dateng. “

Without waiting for long, the Inca immediately went to the front warehouse, the first storage place when the ordered goods came.

From a distance he had seen a freight car transporting ordered goods and was being gradually put down.

“Bang!” Call the Inca to the guy who only wears singlet shirts with those Jeans pants. His hat he pointed back, giving a manly impression on his appearance.

“Wih mom trachea, what's wrong with me?” welcome Edi who immediately turns off a cigarette that is being smoked. He knew that the Incas did not like to smell the nicotine smoke around them.

“Help me change the lighting system dikit dong.” Inka approached the lighting team leader.

“You want to make a kayak how? Don't kids play the stage anymore?”

“Iyaaa, but there are a few that do not fit in my opinion. Less fitting appearance.”

Inka showed the stage design that he had scrawled.

“Here part, less grande effect. The legendary singer, Diva. Well I want his grande impression to be able to get. This is input from Bella.” The Inca showed another picture asking Bella.

Edi watched the two images for a while. His forehead looked wrinkled, thinking.

“Oh yes, I understand. Later I ask the children to change the position of the floodlight. Or do you want to use the floodlight from the back corner as well? This can be done when one of the guest stars comes down from above. I'm wearing that swing. Coincidentally there is a new item my pesenan already came.“ bargain Edi.

“Terus later how will it look? Try lo picturein, later I will see also to Bella.”

“Okey, kayak gini.” Edi took a ballpoint that was thrust into the Inca and then made some sketches of the stage with a new floodlight.

“The position is here. Later on the guest star down from the top, the other main lights we turn off, only the small lights are on. There is a smoke effect as well, to give the effect of fitting this taillight on the light. So the front is symmetrical, the back is silhouetted. How?” terang Edi, awaiting the approval of the Inca.

The Inca seemed to think for a while before deciding.

“Iya can do it. But I also want to share this first to Bella, yes, I still need her input. I don't want this music concert to fail.”

“Iyaaakkk. Important is also nanya Bella, she is the master of this arrangement.” Edi agreed.

“If you have agreed, you stay my phone, later I lead the kids to it.”

“Okey bang, thank you. I'll call Bella first.”

“Sip!” Edi held up his thumb as a sign of agreement.

While walking towards the studio where he set the stage, the Inca tried to contact Bella.

“Lo where is Bell?” Ask in haste.

“Gue lunch used to be the same Devan. bentar yaa...” said Bella from there.

“Oh sorry I interrupted. I just want to know, the results of my consul are the same bang Edi. Later I same text send a photo yes.”.

“Iyaaa, relax aja. Do you want to buy food? I ate again soto nih.” Bella Tawar. He believes his best friend must have not eaten, even though lunch time is almost over.

“Soto mulu lo food. No need, I will go to the cafeteria just like Roni. Lo keep going first.”

“Okey... Don't eat ketelatan lo... Later you hurt again.”

“Iyaaa bawell... I closed yaa..”.

“Hem..”.

Call ended. Inka was still smiling looking at her phone when she saw Bella's face in her contact profile photo. It was like looking back at the old Bella. Bella is cheerful and very kind. No more Bella who often fell silent alone when asked for an opinion or Bella who often daydreamed because of heavy thinking. Apparently the woman had really found her happiness as she had always said.

Back in the studio, the lampposters still hadn't come. The Inca looked at the shape of the stage before him and compared it to the picture in his hand.

“Their work is still like this.” Said a voice that made the Inca stunned. He knew the great voice and was always cynical.

When the Inca turned his head, it was true that a well-built man rose from his seat. He approached the Inca from the darkness and before long his face was clearly exposed to light bias from the stage lights.

It is true that the man who is now approaching him is Andra, his first brother.

"So subordinates, they're better suited to you!" Cynic sentences were again made by Andra.

He approached the Inca, picked up the paper in Inca hands, watched it for a moment and smiled cynically. Inca could only watch the arrival of the older brother that he never even expected.

“How was his vacation yesterday at my house? What have you managed to get from papah?” Andra started her question with a sarcasm. He stared intently at the Inca who had been terrified since he first heard Andra's voice.

Yes, the Inca were always afraid of this man. The eldest brother who used to love her so much, protected her but now hates her so much.

“What brother means, I don't understand.” Inka shook. His hands were already trembling with fear and he tried to dim by sticking his fingers behind his thin body and grasping each other.

“Not to be so tight!” Andra shook the head of the Inca until the woman's face turned. A strand of hair covered his pale face in fear.

The Inca could only bow. Fearfully looked at the older brother standing before him.

“Great!! Some days you at my house, you have managed to wilt papah until giving some of his property to you. Lo looks a lot like nyokap lo who prostitution*r and likes to seduce it. CIH!!!” Andra spat right in front of the Inca.

The girl could only close her eyes which were starting to be red and teary. His breath was stifled and breathless.

Unsatisfied to get there, Andra again approached the Inca making their distance only a few inches.

“See me. LOOK GUE!!” Andra's snapping screams right in front of the Inca.

Inka was stunned and trembling to hear the voice of the brother who echoed filling the empty studio.

There was only a dominating row of seats and it was impossible to vote in defense of the Inca.

“How much do you love, HOW MUCH?!” Andra again asked with passionate emotion.

In the midst of his death, the Inca tried to understand Andra's intentions. Perhaps what he was referring to was the stock purchase letter that Wibisono made on behalf of the Inca.

“Kak, I never asked for anything the same papah. Me,”

“DIAMOND LO!” point Andra right at the face of the Inca.

“Lo think I'd believe you didn't ask for anything papah?” Andra looked at the Inca with sanctions.

“Lo son of a woo and a usurper, when you say don't ask anything from papah, you think I'll believe? No, stupid!!” Again Andra mentoyor Inca's head.

“Gue has seen all the evidence. 80% of this PH has even become lo, you do not need to pretend not to get anything and still pretentious work is not useful gini. Unless your mental lo is indeed a mental lackey.” Andra again snatched the paper from the Inca's hand and threw it away.

The sudden pull of his hand grabbed the paper in the Inca hand, leaving the Inca's finger scratched at the sharp edge of the paper.

“Awh!” The Inca complained along with the opening wound at the end of his fingers. One two drops of blood dripped on the cream-colored ceramic floor.

“Ck!” Andra squeaks.

“Lo is always weak in front of me, whereas your brain is full of jerks!” This is the third, fourth, fifth and even sixth toyoran that Andra did repeatedly on the girl.

“My messenger is fine,” Andra leaned her body on the Inca, close to her ear.

His left hand combed the Inca's hair and grabbed it and pulled it suddenly.

“Awh!” Inka can only complain of pain when her hair is pulled by force but that does not necessarily make Andra feel pity.

“Once again I'm horrified or see you come to my house, I'm sure your feet will not be able to step again anywhere. Lo understand?” andra asked intimidatedly.

“Do not, do not forbid me to meet papah. I beg you..” Just this time Inca let out her stammering and trembling voice.

The Inca put his hands together in front of Andra, begging for mercy. Andra smiled obliquely, it was nice to see the Inca pleading like this. It was as if treating his sick heart because the Inca mother just left without apologizing to her late mother.

“Just be the only one I have, I can't possibly not see papah. Me,”

“DIAM!!!” Andra cried while raising his hand about to hit the Inca.

Inca had closed her hands, but Andra's firm hands did not land on her cheeks.

Afraid he opened his eyes and at once he saw Andra's trembling hand about to hit the Inca held by another firm hand holding Andra's hand until it was difficult to move.

“Mas Bima,..” Lirih Inka together with a trickling tear. His heart beat again after that like it stopped for a few seconds.

Yes, it was Ozi who held Andra's hand against hitting the Inca. Although he arrived late and made Andra manage to do what hurt this girl, this time Ozi would not let this man continue. With all his strength he held Andra's hand.

“What is your self-esteem so low that you can berate and even hit a woman so easily?” Ask Ozi with great emphasis.

Hearing Ozi's question, Andra could only clench her hands and grind her teeth in annoyance.

“REMOVE!!” he shook Ozi's hand, but Ozi did not let go.

“I don't mind taking this hand off his joint if you still dare to hit this woman.” Firmly Ozi without the intention to release his grip. Out of nowhere came the power that was now filling his body. At first glance he glanced at the still frightened Inca and looked at him expectantly and haru.

“ASSFUCK! OFF! I won't hit him!” Andra is really not struggling. He could only say that so that Ozi would let go of his hand.

With one stroke Ozi let go of his hand.

The man looked at Ozi with anger, clenching his teeth until his cheeks as if throbbing in annoyance. But he can't do anything. He realized, Ozi is not someone who is easy for him to face.

“This time you survived.” Andra's grunts passed away leaving the Inca after accidentally thrusting his arm into the Inca's shoulder and staring sinisterly at Ozi. He pointed his middle finger at Ozi who was ignored by the man in the hat.

“Bruk!” suddenly the Inca body collapsed. Like his leg bones softened from weakness.

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