Ex-girlfriend Diary

That's You

"Sandals flops only have a partner. You didn't have time?"

Horta sighed with relief. From his hiding place, he freely observed without suspicion his own object. Omella was taking a leisurely walk. Sometimes he does gymnastics. It's still dark. The fog is still thick. But the morning light in the eastern horizon began to appear.

Omella looks cute wearing pink jogging clothes. Thankfully, the inner Horta, her brother seemed relaxed, unaware that he was being deliberately 'kidnapped' by his own sister.

From the bank building in the city center where he worked, last night he managed to bring his brother to stay at the second location. Precisely in a beautiful resort in the number of Kaliurang, near the viewing post of Mount Merapi National Park. In his heart Horta laughed, happy with his success.

Ahahaha, he's not suspicious! I was kidnapping her! What matters is that he's away from Badra. Rather than him meeting Badra at his workplace in a fashion house there, wouldn't it be better like this?

Well, how else, thought Horta. It's the only best way right now to secure her brother. Although he felt a little guilty, his brother had to ask permission not to enter work suddenly.

Perhaps her brother's performance will be judged poorly by the management of the fashion house. However, for Horta, it is much better than Omella coming back to meet Badra. Omella probably won't be out of the office during office hours. What about Badra? Reportedly Badra is now a successful businessman. Working hours can be made flexible as you like. Doesn't that mean Badra can go to her brother at any time for any reason?

If that happens and Omella can't deal with it, while neither she nor Janice, her elder sister, are in place to accompany Omella, isn't it more dangerous? So, this action is right. To protect Omella.

After the first day of filming and shooting yesterday, Horta happily asked for .. uh, exactly to force her brother to help again. Reason simple. The model and her manager were very satisfied and comfortable with the results and workings of Omella. They are looking forward to another opportunity to work with Omella as a makeup artist and costume designer.

"Not much. Not much talking. But the work is good, deft, and the makeup is satisfying. If you can and can, for tomorrow's photo shoot and his MUA videography is the same again, Mas." Horta repeated her last conversation yesterday to convey to Omella when they were home. The words are true, in accordance with what was conveyed Billy and asserted X+ALT the model.

So here they are. Enjoy the cool and cool air of the morning on the slopes of Merapi. Horta sipped coffee from his cup. Beside the cup, another cup contains Omella's favorite warm chocolate drink. "Sister," Horta waved her hand and commented her smile to Omella. "Now, have a warm drink here!"

Horta prayed in his heart. May today Omella be safe and happy, today's shooting and filming activities are also smooth. Thus, his responsibility is fulfilled. And Omella is far from Badra.

...*...

"Surely located in this area, Bil?"

Rega asked behind the steering wheel. He drives the car, replacing the family driver who was taken over by their mother. Meanwhile, his twin brother was sitting in the passenger seat, right next to him, still engrossed in enjoying the dream. Sunglasses covered her eyes that were still closed.

This morning the youngest beloved of the Narendra family asked to be accompanied by the twin duo to work. Not to be a waiting friend or a bully. Rega and Rocky are asked by the youngest to replace him with a location survey to serve as a location background in their new game.

Usually Exal and Billy do all that. But seeing the busy schedule of shooting and filming that must be done today, the youngest is sure, both he and Billy will not have enough time to survey. Not wanting to waste the opportunity, but there was a chance to a good location as he had shown now, the twins were joined by the youngest.

As a mandatory law though not written in Nagendra's palace, any request that comes out of the youngest's mouth is a highly anticipated edict. No one will refuse or do the youngest's edict by force. Because, they know, the youngest who had been hyper introverted will only behave spoiled in front of them and will only ask for help when he himself feels very inadequate.

So there is no reason for everyone not to love him, help him, support him. Tends to even spoil it. For them, the Nagendra Exalphus is the most fragile and precious family treasure, worth guarding and lavishing with love.

Ten minutes later, their car entered the parking lot. From the windshield of the car there is a busy view out there. Some people who seemed to be part of the crew seemed to be milling about. Tripod poles and floodlights have been installed at several points.

"What time do you start shooting, anyway?" Rega asked while patting Rocky, waking him up. Rocky squirms. Glancing at his watch, it was still fifteen. The sun has not really risen. Outside the thin fog window still continued to loom.

"There's still an hour and a half left, brother. But it needs to be ready. Exal hasn't diras and changed costumes. I'll have to see the director too. Wait a minute, I'll call the PIC first." Billy was struggling with his phone. Two-three seconds, "Yes, morning too, Mas Horta. We're in the parking area. ... Good. We're waiting in the lobby, yeah, Mas. Thanks." Thanks." Billy ended the conversation. "Yuk," he asked down.

Their presence is so attention-grabbing. Four handsome men got out of the car. The twins Rega and Rocky unload the toolbox. Inside is a portable tripod along with a small camera and a drone. Rega also brought his bag containing a roll of sleeping bag, his personal needs and Rocky, as well as his sketchbook and a roll of pencil with a different thickness.

Like a half-angel prince descending to earth, the twins, Billy and Exal successfully make a furore along the parking area to the lobby. If the day before the presence of Billy and Exal had made the female crew deflated and difficult to breathe while at the indoor shooting location inside the bank building, they repeated it again, against the female crew and the people outside the crew who were at the resort.

Gawat, thought Horta. He was worried he could not control the situation. This time the shooting location is outdoor and completely open.

Learning from the experience of the first day, actually Horta has prepared by isolating the place. Yesterday the effort was easier to do. In addition to the indoor shooting location, the shooting building is also the bank building where he works. That's still his area of power. His authority is absolute, let alone he is the person in charge, the main coordinator. Everyone obeyed him.

The problem today is he's way outside the office. And, suddenly he was told by his men that there were four models coming, instead of two. Horta rushes to the resort lobby to make sure that happens. Understand Horta, why everyone is so excited. Rega, Rocky, Billy and X+ALT are four rising celebrity models. About Billy and X+ALT is indeed he who invites and hires. About Rega and Rocky, ....

Billy wisely explained the twins' presence. Without explaining the two are the older brothers of the main model who are being contracted, Billy tries to make Horta understand their situation. Billy also said the twins had different agendas and guaranteed their presence and activities would not interfere with the X+ALT project.

Horta happily accepts the presence of Rega and Rocky. The twin models have their own agenda. Their presence really makes a scene. But as people outside the project, they have the right to stay and do activities at the same resort.

Not why, while not colliding and disrupting the smooth running of their respective projects, thought Horta. This is an advantage for him anyway. Being able to build relationships and save contacts of large models in the class of Rega and Rocky, will definitely be useful.

So, Rega and Rocky ordered a pavilion that was enough for the four of them. After preparing, the two went out and intended to go back to meet the youngest and Billy. They need to coordinate once again, ensuring the concept of locations that need to be searched for in later surveys. Do not let them be forced to bother Billy and the youngest just ask things related to the needs of the survey.

"Oky, not yet? How long, anyway?" ask Rega. He held a DSLR camera around his neck. One big black box-shaped bag was near his feet. Rega stood leaning against the wooden wall. Sometimes he wipes the camera lens in his hand with a micro-fiber cloth. "okay?"

"Start! Nyari battery back up! Falling down!" Answer the one in the room. Rega glanced inside with a bete. Hiih, sloppy, her mind grumbling. So while waiting for her twin brother to come out of the room, Rega tried the camera lens.

He pointed the camera at the end of the hallway and changed focus several times. At the end of the hallway passed a man whom he recognized as Horta. Yeah, that's the guy who was talking to them in the lobby. Horta seemed to be talking to someone else. Ih yes. Behind him was someone else.

Rega refocused his focus on Horta and... Shocked Rega saw Horta's interlocutor. The face of the woman he knew. The woman smiled sweetly at Horta.

"Him?" Rega was shocked, muttering. "Cock him here?"

Don't know what they're talking about. The woman then put on a mask. Horta laughing. He put his arm around the woman. Both seem familiar.

The deg!

There are a few feelings that Rega cannot interpret. Suddenly appeared. But he recognized one of them. Seeing the proximity of Omella to Horta, there is a sense of dislike. When Rega wanted to ascertain whether what he saw was right or wrong, the end of the passageway was already deserted. There's no one else.

"Woy! Lock, where's the key?"

And Rocky's voice blurs everything.

Uh, Omella. I wish I had just misseen.

...* *...

"Ey, hello, Ma'am! We'll see you again!" Billy almost jumped for joy. He did not expect Horta to take his words yesterday seriously.

"Kirain Mbak today can't come. Mas Horta said yesterday that his fairy was changed today. Uh, it didn't turn out." Billy really blew his excitement.

"Yes, Billy. Our fairies include people whose schedules are super dense. I begged and it turned out that our fairies were kind. Work together again, we," said Horta equally excited. He seems to be talking a lot to represent Omella.

Horta was actually able to read, her brother seemed reluctant to talk much. Although not yet sure why, Horta did not try to ask Omella. She knew Omella could be uncomfortable with her curiosity. As long as the situation was safe, Onella could move comfortably, Horta was able to hold herself and her kepo.

Omella responded with a polite nod and a smile from behind the mask. He doesn't know, to be happy or not. Glad to be able to help her sister. Happy because his work is well-rated. Happy that she is considered a reliable makeup and costume stylist, even though it is not her profession. Omelette Gressa is a fashion designer. That's how he wants to be remembered.

"Mas Billy, can you come with me for a while as X+ALT gets ready? There's something we need to talk about" Pinta Horta.

"OKAY. Ma'am, please if you want to start. X+ALT new to the restroom. Back soon. Later.. Well, it's the guy."

Exal greeted Horta and walked into the room. Seeing Omella's presence, he was surprised but immediately smiled politely, nodding in greeting. Omella immediately invited Exal to sit on the makeup chair. Exal according. As soon as she sat down, Omella immediately positioned herself standing behind Exal. Both are facing the mirror. Then Omella's two hands summarize Exal's cheeks from behind. Exal surprised.

Deg-deg-deg!

Lho! Why is my heart faster than usual? Just sec. I'm nervous. But why nervous?

"This was yesterday. You just calm down. Don't be groggy. Okay well? I'll stay a while ahead. I need to talk to Mas Horta."

"Hm." Exal nodded obediently. He tried to calm himself. Nervous for no reason. Silly, Inner Exal. Horta and Billy are gone. Stayed himself and the fairy tale that was yesterday in that room. Don't know what his name is. Calling 'move' or 'mUA' or 'pottery' only seems to be enough, right, the inner Exal again.

Omella did not mention her name at the beginning. Especially after knowing the person who was the person who grumpily scolded him about the sketch of the game character at that time. Not meeting at Madam Shanty Fashion House, why even meet at another workplace. Even today the universe is bringing them together again.

Even though inwardly rebellious and resisted, he still would not have the heart to disappoint Horta's expectations. Her sister is trying hard to work outside the world of fashion and cameras. At least not as an object or a doer.

Horta's hard work maintained his position as an ordinary bank employee. Not as ambassadors, advertising models, and people working on camera. Now, although still not easily separated from the mode and camera, Hortensius Gressa can work from behind the scenes and still be recognized as an office staff, bank employees in the marketing department. Working on advertising projects and various bank publications is now the work of Horta.

So, how evil would Omella if she refused the request of her sister. Only this kind of thing could he do for Horta. Small favors that Horta said were expertly done by Omella.

Beyond estimates, Omella met again with the boss of XT Corp. Exal turns out to be the contracted model of the bank where Horta works. Omella knows, the boss of the online game company was forced to meet him again and again, even outside the context of his work in the fashion house.

"Ehem. Ahem," Exal cleared his throat. "Where have we met, huh?"

Almost dislodged Omella's heart heard Exal's sudden question. He was confused whether he should answer or not. If you answer, what should you answer? Honestly, is that it? If the person is suddenly angry and sulks do not want to continue his work in the Horta bank project, can runyam later. Poor Horta, dong.

"I forgot. Mama remember?" Exal asked again.

Omella shakes.

"Ah. Okay." Okay."

After that Exal did not ask again. Omella relief. He let Exal struggle with unanswered curiosity. Exal also began to self-contain.

Omella is back on the story board. Fantasy makeup. Then he glanced at the costume that Exal had to wear. The costume resembled a warrior costume in a contemporary style. Maybe Exal needs to play the game character. Omella racked her brain, looking for her makeup idea. Slowly he observed the facial features of Exal.

Exal's confused. The fairy suddenly stood watching him. Exal observed. Still with thick framed glasses and a mask covering his face. This time the fairy was wearing a handmade mask with a small strawberry icon on one side. Unique, Inner Exal.

Suddenly, the fairy boulder bowed, expecting her face with Exal's face. Exal sat. His heart was beating faster. Especially now that the woman's eyes were in line with her eyes. Both facing. Exal half-dead set his hunting breath.

Omella observes the features of the forehead, eyebrow line, eyelids and the frame of the Exal eye closely. For just five seconds an idea of the concept of eye and face makeup formed inside his head.

Cus! Execution direct!

Deftly he took an eyebrow pencil, made a line, formed a thin arch, shaded, arranged. Omella grapples her with dark color reviewers, makes use of graded colors, and complements with shading in some parts.

After applying makeup, Omella turned the chair and began styling Exal's hair, which she had previously fitted a long wig. He rearranged Exal's hair, adorning it with a small crown he had himself painted from several plastic beaded-eyed hairpins, according to a sketch of the character he remembered in the head. He took nail polish the color of the costume that Exal would wear and then applied the paint to the beads on the small crown he made.

Exal observes everything Omella does. There is a sense of awe in the mind of Exal see the action and creations of Omella. Omella's actions ignite a new idea in Exal's head to be added to the game.

Exal also did not mind much silence while being dias by Omella. Since Omella first made her makeup, exactly yesterday, Exal has clicked. He feels comfortable being handled by Omella. Whereas previously Exal included protestors and grumbling experts. Of course all the protests and grunts he revealed to Billy. Only then was Billy delivered to the person concerned in a more polite and humane language.

"Can you please stand up, face there?" Omella asks Exal to stand up after taking the body cap, the makeup cloak from Exal's body. Remnants of makeup and some strands of fake haircut that had been cut and attached to the edge of the shirt and the back of the hand Exal cleaned slowly.

Exal liked the way Omella patted the back of her hand. For Exal, Omella's touch on her skin feels soft. Begin the warmth to spread in the heart of Exal. Slowly Exal smiled involuntarily. He glanced at Omella, trying to steal a glance from the beautiful eyes without makeup hiding behind the thick frame of the glasses.

Omella also seemed to know, Exal noticed her from earlier. Omella had to beat up repeatedly. It is wrong itself. However, for the sake of Horta, he strengthened his heart, trying to complete his duty wholeheartedly. Omella, focus, inner.

No time Exal saw the results of makeup and hairstyle, Omella immediately offered a costume to wear Exal. Heran, Exal also according to him. Though Exal was actually curious, how the fate of the fairy-made little crown? Does it look good in her hair? Suddenly Exal forgot about it. He only knew he had to rush into a costume, as per the request of the fairy.

Once finished changing clothes and wearing ready-to-wear costumes in the dressing room, Exal intends to tidy up. He turned towards the large mirror on the right and left side of the wall. Gasped. Exal looked at his reflection in the mirror with his mouth agape. His appearance today seems amazingly dashing, handsome, great, beyond the sketch of anyone he can imagine when he sees the costume he must wear.

Exal looked at himself in the mirror. He is like a living game character, brought from the game world to the real world. Her costume blends with makeup with dominance in the eyes, as well as a hairdo with a small crown made by the fairy, making her look perfect in displaying the character requested.

There was a surge of emotions rumbling in his chest. Exal wanted to cry because he was so happy. This is what he expected. It's even much better.

The deg!

Exal. She rushed out of the dressing room, finding Omella cleaning her makeup. Exal flips Omella's body so they are now face to face. Realizing the difference in height, Exal bent down, equating his gaze with Omella. The heart of his own now is not a concern.

"You're him, right? The designer who sketched Oditi? That's you, right?" Exal shook Omella's body. "You, right? Omella, right?"

Wow, I got caught!

Omella was shocked, panicked, but could only remain silent. His tiny body was now in the grip of both Exal arms. Exal's eyes looked at him sharply with mixed expressions. Omella lost her voice, unable to speak.

The dresser door opened from the outside. Billy's voice broke the silence. "Hello, are you... ready?"

And the mood became awkward.

...* * *...

The number of digital watches on the corner of the camera screen is approaching twelve, before lunch time. Rocky landed the drone smoothly on the ground with a stone slab.

"Ky, get some food, yuk! Hungry, here," ask Rega.

"Yes." Yeah." Rocky answered quickly. Both of them clean the equipment carefully and carefully.

"Ky, that woman is here, lo," Rega said.

His twin brother looked. "Him?" The creaking on his forehead showed astonishment. "Miss Gressa?" asked Rocky and answered a nod by Rega. "Then! He's not still working this hour? Most of the time, Ga, Mama's office equals this place." Rocky's hand movements while folding the legs of the tripod stopped. "Unless she's skipping today or not working at Mama's place. Yeah, right?"

Rega nodded. "Maybe. I don't know about that. I thought I saw it wrong. But.., no. That's him, really."

"Really, Ga?" Rocky grinned happily. Especially when the twin nodded. "Take it! Be loved, ulam arrived. Yes, the name of the soul mate is not going anywhere. He's still here, isn't he?" Rega answered Rocky. "At this resto? Where's where?" Rocky dyed.

"Last I saw him on set. It's she who makes up and takes care of the costumes in this project."

"Huhuh? Seriously, Ga? Lothawat! The Bungsu know? Omella made that sketch?" rocky's face turned frantic.

"Silent. Billy's in there. If Billy was overwhelmed by the youngest, we would have been contacted earlier, right?"

"Ah. Yeah, too, Ga." Rocky is calmer. The two then walked back to the resort.

"Somehow, I actually saw another one. Horta, the guy who was talking to us this morning, he's also close to Miss Gressa." Rega's words made Rocky look surprised. "They're pretty close. Don't-don't they date, huh, Ky? Duh, ready for heartbreak, nih, if that's really so."

"Woy! Don't think about it, dong! Are we the first to have a crush on him? Yes, first another guy! No, you can't! I don't accept it! If it's Horta-horta's boyfriend, come on, Ga, we'll crush him!" Rocky walks fast, leading Rega.

"Lho! Ky? Okey! Don't worry, dong! Okyyy!"