Bella's Script
Admiral's Secret

The hours of work are in sight. Bella tidied up all her stuff and loaded it into a backpack.

“Gue first.” Pamit Bella on Melisa and Rini.

The two women simply nodded and went back to talking. I don't know what they're talking about. Out of the room he found a woman trying to call someone. A few times put his phone in his ear and then snorted annoyedly.

Wait, Bella feels this woman's face is a little familiar.

“To know who mba is?” greet Bella while trying to remember.

“This I called Amara but not raised. Though I have to meet people Casting.” His face was panicked because his work hours were running out.

“Oh, Amara's manager huh?” finally Bella remembered.

“Iya.. Wait, I think I know lo deh.” carrier woman named Lisa is very firm.

“Hehehehe... Bella... “ Bella reached out her hand.

“I must have seen my face on the wall of Ara's room or on her laptop.” Guess Bella.

“Hahahaha yesaa.. Finally we meet directly.” Lisa returned Bella's hand.

Of course, Bella's photo is on display in every corner of Amara's apartment. They have been friends for a long time and there are many memories that they capture through photos. Amara who really likes to take pictures must display or upload it anywhere.

“Tumben kesorean. I think the casting guy already at home mba.” Bella looked at the circular watch, it was already over 5 p.m.

“Iyaaa, plan to meet Ferdi with Amara, eh child can not even be contacted. Very important though.“ Complain Lisa.

It turned out to be true that told Amara, her manager who is now very motherly.

“Try checking the sosmednya, Amara always update right?” there was an Inca who suddenly joined.

“Inka.” His impression while reaching out his hand, inviting acquaintance.

“Lisa. Uh yes also yes... Why not think earlier.” They shake hands before Lisa gets busy with her phone.

“Got you!” yells.

“Nih kids can't tell you. I told you not to go, uh keep going.” Complain Lisa. It seems like this new manager is starting to be overwhelmed by Amara's behavior which is often arbitrary.

“Where?” ask Bella and Inca at the same time.

Lisa showed me her phone screen. A photo of the plane ticket posted by Amara and a suitcase shows that he is indeed traveling. Surabaya, the name of the city to Amara.

“In private but the manager can still see. Peg, less pro.” Ledek Inca while viewing Amara's post. Her tone was half-literate, making Bella elbow her.

Inca is so, if since the beginning of meeting he has not been too fond of someone, his comments will always be cynical.

“Hahahaha yes.. Mau bump even ketauan.” Lisa laughed so amusedly.

“Yes, I'll excuse you first. See you...” Pamit Lisa.

"Yes mba.. Equally.." said Bella and the Inca together.

Lisa tried to contact Amara through her social media accounts. Amara who diligently updates, will certainly be very easy to track it because it is never far from the flat object.

Bella became curious what Amara was doing in Surabaya. He helped open Amara's story, but the post did not even appear on his homepage.

“Dih nih son, even I am in private.” Grunts Bella.

“Hahahaha.. Salah nge-private him.” Inca chuckled.

“Iya kali yaa.. Want to private Lisa, even me.” Bella tries to conclude.

“Everything's your account name don't be Lalalabella, so taper right.”

“Iya yes, bawel lo.” timpal Bella. The Inca speech is correct. But that's not what's on his mind right now.

For a while he thought, what is Amara to Surabaya.

“Emmm I think I know why Ara to Surabaya.” Bella is smiling indistinctly.

“Ngapain?” As Inca approaches her best friend, she believes Bella will whisper.

“Maybe want to follow her ex, Niko. Hah, I hope they get better. You see, Ara seems very happy at the same time Niko.” Bella said expectantly.

“Eeuuhh... Want anyone who comes, the former remains the winner yaa..”.

“Salaaahh... first love remains the winner!” sahut Bella's.

“Hahahaha.. Just this time our moto is different.”.

“Yes are completely different. Evidence that there is indeed a thing called multi perception. Uh wait,” All of a sudden Bella flips her backpack.

“Ih anjirrrr ngagetin aja lo! What the hell is it?” Inca until jumped.

“Inspiration. I have insprasi.” Bella said in a hurry. He turned on his tab and looked for the script file he wrote.

“You continue now?” Inka scrunched her own forehead looking at Bella's behavior.

“Iyaaa.. Why why?” He sat on the bench in front of his room.

“Don't be here, we're to another place.” The Inca pulled Bella's hand to stop her from sitting.

“Eeehhh Inkaaa. Lo habits deh play Pull aja.” Bella Protests.

“Hahahha! Onion lo!” the prospective sister-in-law is difficult to refuse.

A cafe became the place that the Inca headed. They went inside and there were no seats left.

“Anjiirrr queue really!!” lamented Inca when seeing the length of the booking queue.

“Yaaaii, lo dateng to the cafe that just opened, definitely queue. Gini way anyway, can hunt forget me the same,.” Bella's voice so swallow when she saw someone in the cafe.

“We're back yuk!” Bella pulls Inca's hand to leave.

“Dihh ogah akh!” Inka. Usually Bella is more patient with this kind of queue but this time instead asked to go home.

“Sheets gelato here most delicious.”

Bella did not pay attention to the Inca who kept chattering. He looked at the younger man and smiled at him.

“Noh empty bench, wait for clash there. Later we find a comfortable place to eat the gelato.” The Inca pushed Bella to move.

The girl complied and immediately turned her eyes away from the young man.

Sitting on a bench with a feeling of uncertainty. He turned on his tab, was about to write but his mind was blank. The inspiration that was flying in the cavity of his head disappeared, changing the noise that he could only hear himself. Very loud in his mind.

“Order on behalf of sister Bella Andini Fauziah gorgeous.” Call a waiter.

“Order on behalf of sister Bella Andini Fauziah gorgeous.” The call was heard.

Bella turned her head towards the voice of the other young boy who called her name.

“I mean make on behalf of that Bella?” The Incas were speaking among the people in line. People look at him.

“Iya kak.” The young man beside the servant.

“Hah, my feelings are still good. Bella how does the message work?” muttered Inca inwardly while approaching the cafe waiter, avoiding the cynical gaze of other buyers. He saw two gelato in his hand.

“This has been paid?” again the Inca asked.

“So brother. We have an empty chair over there. Enjoy.” Show the waiter.

“Ehh wait, how do you guys know my Bella temen story? Pake knows his full name. It was beautiful again. The feeling he's never been here deh.” The Inca became aware of the current irregularities.

“Aggap aja secret admirer kak.” The young man who looked back at Bella.

“WWUUAAHHHH I have a secret admirer... Okeeyy which is the secret admirer of Bella?” The Inca looked at the two young men in turn. Exciting his face.

“Kan secret kak.” Limpal is one of the two.

“Eh yes also yaa.. Hahaha. I will come here often. Moreover, there are your saucy brondong-brondong. Thanks yaa..”

Inka immediately went to Bella. He invited Bella to sit on the chair that the waiter showed her. While the young man only smiled as Bella turned her head back.

“Hine first, keep writing, just we go home.” Ulti Inka's.

“Gosh Incaa, I want to go home now.” Bella's whine in her heart.

*****

Writing and imagining are two things Bella is doing right now. It was late at night, but Bella was still sitting on the bench of her balcony garden accompanied by a cup of coffee that kept her awake.

Since this afternoon, his brain had not stopped thinking. The story continues to roll from one part to another. Thousands and millions of words he wrote. There is no drowsiness that comes, other than because he drinks coffee also because his mind is very focused.

In the television room there is Devan who is also looking at his laptop screen. He was reading the details of the script written by Bella.

“The scriptwriter and director must have the same perception of a story that will be displayed so that the message is entered and can be enjoyed.” That sentence was the current handle of Bella and Devan.

In some parts, Devan smiled to himself when there was a funny part that he thought was quite funny. He imagines how he visualizes the scene. The way of writing Bella who tails and slick is not wrong if she is proud of Eko. Maybe this is what makes Eko always fall in love with every synopsis that Bella makes especially if it has become a script like this.

Devan watches Bella from a distance. The light bias from the laptop screen makes Bella's face clearly visible. The girl was smiling, maybe there was a part that made her overwhelmed or anxious herself. Devan imagines, what if an expressive Bella plays the scene in his writing.

“Akh!” rationality is speaking.

Not denied, from the writings of Bella, Devan so know a lot about this girl. Bella's personality that she did not expect at first turned out to be very complex.

“Pak director, in the next few days, I permission to write scripts at home or outside the office The tape was a few hours ago.

“Hem,” is just that short answer from Devan.

He should have been able to talk to more when the opportunity was there. But it seems he is not an opportunist, many opportunities he missed just like that to talk more with Bella.

“Aarrgghh neck luee...” achy feeling began very Bella feel.

A sense of saturation will see a line of letters that make his vision as if striped when closing the eyes, making him have to stop for a moment.

He looked at the night sky that was not too dark before dawn. Like there are still lines of letters in the type drawn in the sky.

“My eyes are getting tired.” A little rubbing his eyes that felt sore.

It squirms and evaporates long enough. Haaahh, it's delicious.

“Lo enter first, the air is very cold.” Said Devan who stood at the door while sitting next to him.

“Lo why not sleep? Still read?” Bella replied with a question.

Devan did not answer. He went to the table and took his laptop.

“Introduction.” The bass sounds heavier on nights like this.

“Hem,.” changed Bella who was short.

His body was tired and he decided to enter the room.

Mattress, the most comfortable place for him to live right now. While lying down, Bella checked the cellphone that she had ignored earlier. There are some incoming messages.

Inka, “Gue just found out that you have a secret admirer. Rangga know not?” miss kepo is still sending unimportant messages this late.

“If the title is secret admirer, you think I will know? I'm not a psychic Ka.” The reply Bella sent. Not yet read, the possibility of the Inca has entered into the dream realm.

Bang Romy, “Belskyyyy... I miss you!!! No one sent me bandrek when working malem like this.” The teammate in the artistic department apparently still missed him. Bella had to admit, she missed those hilarious people.

“Finished this project, we are healing yuk bang. Together with children trachea.” Reply Bella. Trachea is the name for their creative team.

It has been sent, but it has not been read either. Maybe he's sleeping too.

My R, “The first time I sang a song I wrote myself.” Caption on the video that Rangga sent him.

Bella enthusiastically played the video. The atmosphere on the stage when Rangga performed. The boisterous voice of the audience welcomed the sound of the shahdu Rangga. He was always cool, his masculine look with sweat on his face and neck made his lover look hotter.

Several times Bella smiled cheerfully and kissed the screen of her phone, imagining that what she kissed was the face of her lover.

“Proud of you, Ga.. Aaaaakkk You are the best. It's not wrong of me to be your hardline fan. The song is great.” Reply Bella with a heart emot up to two lines.

Unfortunately, it was just sent. Looks like Rangga's phone died because it ran out of battery.

“Kangen very same you who..” muttered Bella while holding her phone in the chest. He curled up and rolled like a little boy. His imagination imagined Rangga was beside him and fixedly looked at him.

“I love you the..” wilt again.

For a while Bella was swept away in her longing. Imagining Rangga in front of him was not enough. I think he wants to meet soon.

“Sabar Bell, tomorrow he's home. Sabaaarrr...” Bella so stroking her own chest.

Intending to erase his imagination about Rangga, he re-read the incoming message.

Ibra, the sender of the last message that has not been read. Bella sighed deeply when she saw the name on the sender's list. While exhaling slowly, Bella opened the message.

“Lo always know where I am.” That's the first line Bella reads complete with smile emotes.

“Gue worked part-time at the cafe earlier. I also have a list of lectures. I hope I can pass the architecture in UI. You don't mind, do you?“ that's the next line Ibra sent.

Bella was just dumbstruck. I don't know how he should reply to the message Ibra sent. Aaarrgghhh again he had to think about teenagers growing up today. Really, this is enough to torture him.

*****