A MENTARY WITHOUT EMOTION
Classically
Tony : “Don't forget Monday we practice after school yak, don't forget to read the script.”
One message from the stage drama group made me reluctant to open the chat. I read both my role dialogues, innocent and innocent girls. Once deceived he no longer believed in that person. The wolf was exactly like Alder, supposedly the red hood doing an act that was more satisfying to the reader.
Niki : “Lucy... Saturday practice with Noel Yuk. Must yak, because if not invited you will not intend to participate in the stage. OK. Tomorrow I come to your house at 9 am.”
Plus the coercion of a friend. What should I do when I start not interested in this story? I have to force myself to like it. This story was quite interesting when I was a kid, I hallucinated more and more. That I can protect myself from that wolf without the need for a hunter. That night's fairy tale was always told by the head mop-tale
“Aaargh!” my head suddenly hurts. I almost fell but luckily I was holding on to my desk.
What was that? My head was dizzy all of a sudden. I try to stand up well. I clearly felt that pain.
“I have to rest.”
I slammed my body on the bed near me. Afraid that my body hurts during training or the stage later. Taking care of the body should have been unthinkable to me when I wanted death. It's just that this time is different I have to follow it the school wants, if I'm chosen as important as that.
***
A new morning arrived, a bright Saturday awaited my presence. Even though I don't like going out, I have to be ready for training.
At 9:10 AM
“Lucy!! you're inside!” niki shouted from outside.
“Log in!” my words from within.
Niki took off her shoes and walked into the kitchen to see me still eating breakfast. Niki just ruffled her waist and raised one eyebrow.
“You're not ready?”
“Awhile you'll run out, just sit down first,” tell me who is still greedy to eat my breakfast.
“Have you read the script?” I just nodded ‘sudah’
“Good.”
After I finish my breakfast. We both rushed to go to Noel's house. Because Noel's mansion has soundproofed rooms, so we'll use that place for stage practice.
Upon arriving at his mansion, a servant welcomed our arrival as well as Noel who had been waiting for the presence of the two of us in the living room.
“Welcome, please come in.” greet the waiter while looking down politely.
“You two have finally arrived. Let's go to my studio.” take Noel who leads us to the room.
In the red room and the full musical instruments remind us that this is his personal studio. Noel's dream is to become a music producer.
Unfortunately his parents somewhat disagree with Noel's dream, he said less high. His parents wanted Noel to build a famous music industry company. It might be a bit hard to achieve, but the all-around Noel doesn't matter with his parents' dreams. As long as it is music related, he will do everything he has.
“OK, let's start yak..”.
Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived in the village with her mother. The girl likes to wear a headgear or veil that is red, so she is dubbed by her friends as a girl with a red hood.
One day the Red Hood was told by his mother to deliver her favorite food that was sick. Grandma's house is across the woods.
“Can you deliver this basket to Grandma's house?” said his mother gave a basket of food to the Red Hood.
“Good.”
“Wait...wait a minute. Lucy.can your face smile a little. This red hood is a cheerful girl,” Noel said.
“Iya don't judge kayak so,” Niki's nagging.
“Will I try,” I answer.
“Oke we reload the part Niki,” Noel said.
“Can you deliver this basket to Grandma's house?”
“Lucy ” call Noel.
“What? I was smiling earlier,” I said.
“So your smile is less natural. In other words your creepy smile comes out of your face,” Niki told me.
“But you know that I'm-”
“Iya I know. Try to smile just this once,” pinta Niki.
“Will I try,” I answer.
“OK, start!”
“Can you deliver this basket to Grandma's house?”
“Of course bu.”
(.....)
“Are you depressed Lucy?” ask Niki to worry.
“Why? Wrong again?” my nag.
“That's not what I mean anyway. That smile was a bit ”
I raised one of my eyebrows, confused by what Niki said. “Still less natural. If brought forced it will burden you.” continued Noel.
“Already expected, I suck at acting.”
Because Noel felt bad about what he said just now. Noel told us to rest for a while before continuing the training.
***
“Goodbye,” I said goodbye from Noel's house.
“See you on Monday!” reply Noel and Niki while waving hands at me. Their house was next to each other, so Niki could still casually go to her house.
I came home disappointed.
The training hardly went well because of me. Nightmares will come on Monday, many will say that I am bad at acting and that words will make me sick.
I'm easily offended, but I always forget about it so that it doesn't hurt too much. Still it will stick around and remember again. Physical injuries I rarely feel but non-bloody pain is always felt through the mind.
Basically humans more often feel an inner wound than injured by a sharp object scratch.
When I got home, I opened my chocolate door. Silent and quiet as usual, the day was also late at night. I quickly took a shower to make my mind clearer.
***
Once in the bathroom, I soak in warm water.so delicious and refreshing. I unconsciously made up the words in my head. I don't know why, but it's a strange habit.
“I don't have a face to show. Nothing, no clear expression at the time. The classical music scene enjoys guests hiding their faces behind masks. Fancy but too suspicious. Murder from a thrilling stage incident, still makes me unable to show pity. That voice. The launch of a bullet that penetrates the body to its roots. It has revealed unexpected truths and made me stop being happy forever. Finish.”
Doesn't that sound unclear. About why? Enigmatic, unfortunately, can not find the right answer to put together.
I don't remember the incident at the time, it felt like it was just a dream I created to play around.
“I'm weird. So don't be friends with me. I don't have cool characters to show by everyone, because I suck to appear in front of them,” I admit myself that I'm not clear people, he said, always careless and makes others feel troubled by me. That's why the more I make friends, the more I create enemies.
....
“Wherever you are, in a foreign place though. You'll learn a lot just walking.”
