Ex-girlfriend Diary

You Sucks

"I think you're activating a shitty mode. Can I change mode? After speaking so, I glared at him. Yes, he, reflected myself on the clear mirror on the terracotta brick wall."

"What, Mel? So, the guy pulled you in rudely to get in the elevator and got mad at you at the rooftop? Likely. Who does he think he is? Madam Shanty has never been angry with us and behaved so harshly with us. Hiiih, basic yes, rude guys don't know the custom!"

"Eit-eit-eit! Hold it, dong! Patience, Bel! Patience!"

That afternoon Bella got angry. After hearing Omella's story about XT Corp boss's attitude to her, Bella became a baper. His friends tried to calm him down.

"See if I see you, I'm mocking him!"

A Kim grinned. "Related, Mom? Do you want to mock that handsome guy? It's melting, Mom! Melts suddenly, spontaneously, uhuy! In terms of looks, she is worth A+++, Mom!"

"Such a handsome guy, huh?" ask Bella to make sure.

A Kim rolled her eyeballs. "Geez! Nanyeak? Have you seen his picture, not yet? You know, who is Boss XT Corp? That's a handsome guy. It is beyond the cultural customs and local wisdom of the earth of ordinary people. Handsome god-level, Mom!"

Omella and Bimo who heard A Kim's words looked at each other and commented silently to each other. "Game!" Meanwhile, Bella instead listened to every depiction of A Kim about the level of good looks of people who are the object of conversation.

"What's his name, Mel? That dude! Boss lalala corps it, who? Whose name? Ranch, ah! Hurry along!" Bella turns away from Kimmy and urges Omella.

"Emm, who's the name?" Omella tried to remember. To be honest, he did not pay much attention and had not thought of remembering the name of the man. Not sure if he will ever get a chance to see her again. Moreover, his image as a boss and a man had already collapsed in front of him. Rough, swaggering, bossy, and fierce. Dududu, automatic scribble, blacklisted, just step aside, hush all the way to the Red Sea. Drugs. "So called it, anyway. But forget, Brother. Hm. Xela.. Eh Axel.. Or Exal?"

"Well! That, Neng! That, really! Exalt!" Kimmy was immediately excited. "Know, right, Bel? Know, dong, Mom? Time doesn't know? Fashion boy, loh! Exalt, ek-salt!"

Bela pondered, weighed, remembered, and cheered in surprise. "Ooh! X+ALT? That one, you mean?"

Kimmy nodded in confirming. "Yes, ketez ketez. The X+ALT. That's too handsome. That super sweet one. No body, no body, but him! Look at the picture if you don't believe it! Candid photo, neehh! Berrr-haven't!"

Bella is excited to see the photo on Kimmy's phone screen. "Goshhhhhhhh! What a handsome, crazy! A Kim, A Kim, share one photo! Please! Yeah, yeah, huh?"

"Lho! Kepiye to iki? Would you like to defend Omella or not, to, this? It's not clear, you know!" Bimo also looked annoyed. "Udah, Miss Omella, we're just going home. Yuk, Ma'am!" Bimo then invites Omella to leave the room, letting Bella and Kimmy who are even engrossed in admiring the photo.

Omella so bete see the attitude of Kimmy and Bella. Both of his friends really admire the annoying guy he's messing with today. I don't know what Madam Shanty's twin son has to do with XT Corp's boss. Surely they were familiar until the man was called 'fungus'. Maybe because he looks cute to them.

Weepy! Omella smiled wryly. Is rich really that cute? Where's her cute one from? What's on my shortsightedness huh, Rega and Rocky? Wear glasses, dong! Guys ngeselin that is noteworthy, can call dear anyway. Haish! Yes, ah, lupain!

...*...

Badra was upset. A good opportunity just passed. Again he lost the opportunity to catch up with him about Omella. Though earlier he could have been determined to steal the time to talk to Omella. But again, priority. His work, duties and responsibilities at Benito Young Corporation are still a top priority.

If Adinia had not suddenly appeared and asked him to answer the phone, he would have had time to chat with Omella. Eight years without news. Omella disappeared from her world.

Uh! Damnit damnit!

But, it's nothing. Next time there's a better chance. At least now he knows where to look for Omella. Didn't she live to Madam Shanty's Fashion House? Omella works there, right?

Well, it looks like your ideals were achieved. You wanted to be a part of the fashion world, right? Work behind the scenes, busy and passionate with your own sketches and designs. Ah, Omella, there's no way you're gonna forget me, right? Just like I couldn't forget you. Omella, how are you? Wait for me, yeah! We'll find some time.

...* *...

The fingertips of Exal's hand played the water lazily. The occasional pond water splash was heard to be his brooding friend. From the garden next to the crickets' unpretentious wings with anomalous tones becomes a complement to his solitude as a human being. That night he was still upset by what happened today.

"God! Why would you bengong alone by the pool?" Rega rebuked his sister. Dinner time is over. The night sky was still bright with few stars that seemed to hide in the darkness of the upper world.

"Bungsuuu! Uwulu!" Rocky follows directly teasing his youngest sister ala tease toddler.

Exal brushes Rocky's hand that tickles his chin. Rega helped her sister escape from her twin sister. "Hashah-shah-shah! What the hell, Brother Oky?"

Rocky laughs. He sat down by the pool. This is Exal flanked by her two brothers. Rega glanced at Rocky from behind Exal's head, reprimanding him with a look in the eye. 'Don't be teased first. Just licked it!' As if it were a date and a frequency, Rocky responded with his brow movements, 'Woke!'

"What is this - what is this - what is it?" Rocky flocked while embracing his sister. Exal this time did not reject Rocky. Deliberately let her brother's arm cross her shoulder. "Why, Su? Still thinking about today's events? Still struggling with that sketch?"

Exal.

"What problem, anyway? Besides the one you talked about earlier with your little team?" Rega tried to dig.

The Bungsu sighed then exhaled in annoyance. "Too similar."

"Hm?" Both of her twin sisters were curious.

"Too good. Even for an early sketch, it is arguably too obvious. Somewhat detail," Exal continued, ignoring Rega and Rocky's astonished response. "That's a monochrome. If he's wearing color, how rich is he trying to be?"

Rega glanced at Rocky for a moment then he told Exal, "It's not that good, is it? Nice, right? This means that the game's character can start working on the costume design. And miscellaneous. Yeah, no, anyway?"

Exal took a breath. "Connecting who made the sketch is a person outside the special team, make me so not good and not good at all, brother. About the characters, plot, concepts of all kinds of this new game for the first time opened and presented in outline outside the special team this morning, Kak. Yes, that morning."

The Twins were surprised. Exal spoke again. "Even the characteristics of Lady Oditi were only decided last night on a special team. In fact, no one has made a sketch at all, brother. During this new trial borrow characters from other games because we just do not have a picture, this Oditi will be rich in what shape the costume."

Rega and Rocky who were listening seriously became even more astonished and surprised. "Well," said Exal again, "if it's rich, why can there be someone else, outside the team, who knows the character? Know where he's from?"

Rega. "OKAY. Suppose someone leaked the characteristics of this Lady Oditi character. Either ngebocorin consciously aka deliberate, either accidentally and unconsciously. About when did it leak? Keep leaking through where? There's more. Can not overnight people make designs according to character characteristics only armed with vague information?"

Irritatedly the youngest looked Rega in the eyes. "Sister I mean, the resemblance of Oditi's portrayal in the sketch was just a coincidence?"

Rega nodded. "It can be."

"Sister, too funny! Coincidence too similar. It is not possible, brother! After all, the initial sketches are as good and detailed as that, is there anything that could be done overnight?"

"Ehh, don't get me wrong!" Rocky speak up. "If the Omelette made it, I believe it's possible. Banget. If the results are good, satisfactory, yes reasonable."

"Egg Dadar? Why are you talking about eggs? Not connecting, brother!" Exal.

"Ahh, don't miss the topic, deh, Su! You must have never, have you seen the sketchbook of the design of Omelette Eggs? Cool-cool! Yes, no, Ga?"

"No. No, Sister. I'm still convinced that he can't get information from the team. He must be a partner, do not know who. That is if the data is leaked. Or, he knew out of nowhere and who in what way. That is if data is accidentally leaked. Ahhh. Ngeselin! Still no way he made such cool initial sketches, brother! Too closely match the description."

Both Rega and Rocky shook their heads in surrender, seeing their youngest man's response. Exal is stubborn. The logic of the road. That one bontot was indeed known as a genius. But sometimes because he is too hard to use logic, he often makes it difficult for himself.

"Well, brother, should I be right with the reason of the girl? He said he didn't like comics, didn't know online games, didn't like anime, and never sketched anime-like images. How could he make such a good sketch? It's a good thing, he wants me to believe he got inspiration for Oditi's sketch from his dream! Huh! The girl is not clear!"

Rocky and Rega are a little offended at their sister's comments. "Ntar first, Su! Taste-taste, Egg Omelette is not the type of person who likes to ngorge beautiful let alone talk digress," martial Rocky. "Believe, deh! Mama can't just pick people. Moreover, the person is believed to be the costume designer of your company's game character, Dek. There's a reason why Mama chose Omelet."

"Ooh, you mean that big sister? Why an egg, anyway? He has a name, right?" ask Exal annoyed.

"Amelette Gressa. That's his full name" Rega said.

"Yes, yeah. Its name is in-Indonesia-in as an omelet. That's the name, really! Aww!" Rocky is complaining about having his earlobe picked up by Rega. His twin brother glared at him.

"Good name you changed as good as a bidat!" Rega rebuked his twin.

"Yes, bye, yes. The cave said it was a call, baby." Rocky's kiss made Rega grow furious.

"What'an, call baby? None! Call it his name! O-mel-dude!" Rega Protests. This was because between him and his twin there was a long-standing agreement.

"Udahlah. If you are still bete and not wide, tomorrow we go to Mama Fashion House only. We found the Omelette Egg. Have a good chat. Until clear. That can't be? Yes, yes, Su. Cave wants to play in the room. Bye, Suuu!"

Rega who is still upset again launched his protest. "Su-su-su's chat. Bungsu, that!" Rega ruffled his waist to see his twin brother who disappeared behind a circular staircase leading to the top floor. "Haish! There's, yes, that smiley-guy man?"

Exal just looked at Rega while sighing. Be aware.

...* * *...

Horta walked over while holding two cups. The smell of chocolate and coffee was smelled from inside the cup on the right and left of his hand. He stepped into the room. Seek out. "Sister?"

"Oi!" Sound from the balcony. Horta shifted the door to the balcony and found the person she was looking for was sitting on the chair with her back curled up on the table in front of her. "What, Ta?"

"Now" Horta thrust a cup of hot chocolate into Omella. Horta memorized the habits of her brother. If he is happy, his brother will stand relaxed, leaning his hands on the balcony guardrail while observing the sky. The pose he saw was not. That means her brother is not okay. "There's a problem at work, huh? What was? Anybody looking for a brother?"

Omella pouted, not directly answering. He even deliberately played the lips of the cup with the tip of his finger. Inhaled breath, exhaled while releasing fatigue in the chest. "Yes, here."

Lho! That was an unexpected answer for Horta. Is her brother facing serious problems this time? Whoa! What is it, horta's mind guessing.

"Today in the office was pretty exciting." Omella looked at the white smoke from the drink in front of her.

"So, is anyone bothering you, brother? Sister diapain?" asked Horta gently as she slowly approached. He sat down next to Omella.

"Someone got angry at me while shaking the table. I don't know what I've done wrong."

Horta took it seriously. Still in a soft voice, Horta approached her brother. "Male?"

Omella nodded, still looking at the cup and the smoke of her drink.

"Boss?" Horta.

"Yes. But someone else's boss. Not the boss of the big brother directly," explains Omella. Horta was astonished.

"Well kept brother diomelin in what order?" ask Horta.

Omella turned to look at the sky. "In order to make a sketch this morning. Tata remember, no, this morning Brother made a sketch of what?"

Horta nodded. "Anime-style sketch that you said was in your dream, right? What problem? You can't make rich sketches like that? Are you not taken seriously as a job?"

"Wrong. Precisely today, for the first time, asked to design costumes of figures online game. Know for yourself, do you understand me the same online game? The same sketch from my dream I don't understand. Rich images of Japanese comics so. Where have I ever made such a rich picture?"

Horta nodded. She knows, her brother is not so familiar with various manga and anime images like that. Sketches of her brother's design are more 'normal' and other images tend to be realist.

"Continue?"

"The picture is too good." Omella laughed bitterly after saying so. Horta was astonished. Now Omella is facing Horta, he said, "The Sketsa I made was too good. I was scolded for that. How's it? Confused, right? Where's my fault, huh?" Omella laughs. He sipped his chocolate slowly.

Horta sat leaning back, trying to relax while enjoying the sky that night was rather unsightly. Somewhat. Because the stars are irit. Very few. "So, didn't you make that sketch because it was inspired by a dream?" Horta tried to joke. He sipped coffee from his cup.

Unexpectedly her brother replied, "Yes. I told you, the sketch is the source of the sketch in the dream. Uh, more scolded. Yes already. Again, apes today. Uh, again, ding!"

With a surprised look, Horta looked at Omella. "Want Brother get scolded. Why should I say I get ideas from dreams? Brother can be considered playful, not serious at work. Idea from a dream. What kind of reason, huh?"

It is said that Omella elbowed Horta's body. The one who was followed pretended to be in pain while complaining badly. Seeing her expression, Omella laughed happily. Well, it worked, Horta cheered inwardly. Her brother could joke. It means his mood is better. Good, interior.

"There's more, Ta, that's exciting! Guess who I met today!"

"Hm? Who's emang?" Horta asked with a smile.

Omella smiled happily. "Badra."

Horta gasped for a moment. "Badra?"

"Yes, Badra, my old boyfriend." Omella nodded, assenting vigorously. Clearly visible from the look on her face, Omella is happy to be reunited with Badra. But Horta, instead of being happy, was wary. Horta is afraid, what can her brother remember about Badra, and will his brother be able to cope.

"But, Ta, why don't I remember when I split with him, huh? Forgot aja. You remember, the last time I was the same he broke up how?"

Not really ready to answer. Horta. After a moment, Horta shook her head.

"Well, Tata. How do you not know, anyway? Who am I going to, dong? Must be, is it the same sister Janice? Hhh. Yes 'tilah. Lupain is."

The aroma of coffee and chocolate competes and mixes in the air. Horta could only remain silent, enduring all the boisterous anxiety in her mind. Pray in your heart, may tomorrow's situation remain conducive, safe under control. Ahh, today why end up so annoying?