Bella's Script
Jl Acasia Number 18

About half an hour later, the two girls were crying in the car. His car remained silent among the other cars that passed by Lalang on the right lane.

Their eyes until swollen and sore. His face was puffy and pale. After the feelings of sadness and fear expressed, it turns out their feelings feel lighter even though they are not okay.

Bella takes the glasses from the dashboard drawer. Belongs to him and his brother. One he wears and the other he wears the Inca.

“This is the last time we nangisin brother. I won't make you do things you don't like. But, you still have to think about your future, with or without my brother.” Firmly Bella while pairing glasses to cover the puffy eyes of the Inca.

Inka just fell silent. Let Bella take care of it.

Bella sighed deeply then exhaled slowly. He did it a few times until his feelings got better.

After the condition of his heart was more relieved, he began to restart the car engine. Moving the joints forward and stepping on the gas and the car drove back into the streets, mingling with other vehicles.

The two remained silent, enjoying the trip while calming down. Bella accidentally opens the window slightly to let air from outside in and help dry their tears.

It didn't take 20 minutes to get to the cafe they were going to. Unlike usual, this time the cafe was very crowded visitors, even people crowded on the barista table.

“What is it, how come? Is there a discount?” Ask Inka while taking off her glasses.

His eyes are not too swollen. He walked quickly in front of Bella who was still picking up the sling bag she was circling in her seat.

“Cepet really tuh children the way, mentang-about there discount.” Bella's grumbling self-smiling look at her best friend's behavior.

But not long after that, the Inca came back to him.

“BELL!!! HUNT!!!” He cried with an anxious face.

“Why the hell?” Ask Bella. Once in a hurry Inca, afraid of running out what how?

“BELSKY!!! Lo cepet street dong!” The Inca shouted at him.

“IYA!” Bella sped up from the parking lot to the cafe.

Once inside the cafe, the tense atmosphere was immediately felt. The Inca pulled Bella's hand to get closer.

“MISSION!” To the customer who gets in the way.

Bella was silent as soon as she saw what was happening.

“Elo tuh yes you should know yourself. You're just a bastard whose life is with me. Your life is just bothering me!! Aib to my family! There's no point in doing this work, just depend on my life!!!” Shouted a negligent woman who tried to claw Ibra and remove his apron.

“Eehhhh don't be rude bu!!” Dimas immediately restrained the woman from attacking his friend.

“Do not interfere lo!” With all his might the thick-bodied woman pushed Dimas up to the topple.

People shouted and immediately helped Dimas.

“Elo, I'm already gedein. I gave you free food, stayed free for years in my house, my son dropped my minjem lo doang shoes, until you invited me to fight. EAT NOH SHOES!!!!” The woman shouted while throwing shoes at Ibra's face.

“Jeez ibuukk!!” The Inca immediately barged against the woman who was barking furiously at Ibra.

Bella was just pecking, looking at Ibra who was just bowed not resisting. He also saw a pair of Ibra shoes scattered. The shoes he bought because Ibra said he liked playing futsal with his friends.

Because these shoes did Ibra get angry?

“From now on, I don't want to take care of you anymore. You get out of my house. You also bring your sickly grandmother.” The woman Bella knew named Aunt Susi threw a large backpack at Ibra.

“And inget, you replace all my money that you already use to treat your grandmother. Don't you dare as my nephew. You are nobody to me!! Fuck lo!” A loud blow lay to Ibra's head and Ibra just fell silent.

He let the big hand hit him until his head was dizzy and sick.He was used to receiving this treatment from his aunt.

Satisfied with insulting and beating Ibra, the woman left.

“Lo okay?” Ask Inca after the woman leaves.

Ibra just bowed shyly while enduring the pain. It is not just shame on people who swarm and whisper to each other. More than that he was embarrassed just to look at Bella who stood in front of him and did not say anything.

Didn't he ever say he could take care of himself?

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In the garden behind the cafe, Ibra and Bella are. They both sat quietly on a bench. Bella put a pair of shoes on her back and placed them between them.

“This shoe is not too expensive, why do not you love it?” Bella asked without looking at Ibra.

He was not out of thought, just because of shoe problems to have to make a fuss up to the cafe where Ibra worked.

The teenager did not. He smiled slightly and touched the corner of his bloody lips. Apparently in addition to hitting, aunt Susi also slapped Ibra. It's just that Bella didn't see it.

But, even if he saw it, what would he do?

“Not the price of his shoes, but who loves him.” The typical teenage voice began to sound.

“Lo buyin these shoes exactly 4 days after my 17th birthday. That means a lot to me, Kak.” Ibra took the shoe and looked at it with teary eyes. Until whenever he will not be willing to others to wear the goods that Bella bought for him.

“Lo no need to overdo it.” Kill Bella. He does not want to discuss too deeply the issue of feelings between him and his sister.

He took something from his bag and put it on the bench.

“Lo can get out of aunt lo's house. Bring grandma too. But don't stay in any place, grandma you're old.” Said Bella who also put a piece of paper next to the key.

Without waiting for long, Bella moved out of her place. For him the conversation he had with Ibra was over.

“AKH SHIT!!” Grunts Ibra hard.

He cupped his face rubbing it several times and then stood up.

“Lo can not do anyway do not keep the same as me?!” Ibra's Exclaim to Bella.

Bela stopped his steps, I don't know what Ibra wanted to tell him.

“There are others you want to ask for?” He asked without turning his face to Ibra.

“Lo can see me not in a minute?” Pinta Ibra was upset. Her eyes were red and teary and held back tears.

Bella breathed deeply. To face Ibra, he always needs enough courage and calmness.

As Bella turned around, Ibra smiled crazily. He looked at the face of the brother who was always trying to look calm. Though he knew, how the turmoil Bella felt at this time.

Ibra picked up the key on the bench and the paper. He walked closer to Bella. Grabbing Bella's hand and immersing the key and paper in Bella's hand.

“This is not what I need kak.” Ibra's voice sounded vibrating.

He pressed the corner of his eye so as not to cry. But it's like it's hard.

“Can't you feel enough now or how I feel during my stay at aunt Susi's house?” Her teary eyes finally escaped crying.

“What am I at home?”

“What am I pierced?”

“Can I sleep well?”

“Do I enjoy my food?”

“Lo should know that home is not just a place to shelter!” Ibra's crying broke again. His voice is getting louder.

“Lo and I are different.” He pointed at Bella and himself in turn.

“Lo is at home not only as a shelter. You get an overflow of love. You have a mother who every night ngedo’ all the good for you. You have a brother who always takes care of you, put up a lot of eyes just to make sure that you will always be okay aja.”

“While I, Lo don't even care, does this wound hurt?”

Ibra touched the corner of her bloody lips and started to dry up. Susi's former hand image may start to fade but the pain in her heart may not even go away.

“Lo tau kak, every time you give this and that to me, starting from the transfer when the money is hard lo kumpulin. Send school tools, even though your needs are not small or when you buy next to my monthly needs and grandmother. I feel that you actually nyicil my self-esteem kak.” Ibra hit her own chest strongly.

“Until when will you continue to lower me? How long, huh?!” He looked at Bella with his eyes barking.

“Until I graduate school and get a job? Should I marry and have children? Or until I die?!!!” This time Ibra's voice rose, making Bella stunned.

It doesn't matter if anyone else hears the debate later.

“My happiness has never been your responsibility. But, love me a chance to know what it's like to be happy. Can it? Hem, can?”

Ibra moved her legs trembling closer and closer to Bella.

He cupped his hands in front of Bella. “Can sister?” again he asked with tears in his eyes and trembling hands.

Bella did not answer. He just fell down with his tears breaking. Was that bad all this time? He was just trying to do the best he could. Doing the right thing so as not to hurt anyone. But now, is it possible that this is just a form of selfishness? He was not even aware that there was such great sadness in Ibra's heart.

Yeah, he's too selfish. He only takes the feelings of others based on his feelings. Without ever asking, what did Ibra really feel like? What does this kid really need?

“Sorry, I'm sorry.” Ibra tried to touch Bella's shoulder, she realized maybe she was too rough on Bella.

But quickly Bella retreats, she needs to keep her distance from Ibra. He did not have enough courage to answer all of Ibra's questions.

Ibra could only clench her hands into the air and let Bella turn around leaving her. But before leaving Ibra, his lips blurted.

“Acasia road number 18. You can come anytime.” He said stammering then he left Ibra who is now knee-deep in place.

His body is very tired. Defense's collapsed. But he could still smile, as Bella clearly mentioned the address of her home that she could go to.

What fortress did Bella build he started rubbing by himself?

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