MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S

#SECRET LOVERART PART 1

            “You're surprised, Asha??”                    

            I heard Sena's voice from inside my phone and just remembered that our call was still connected. I hurriedly answered the call. “I forgot if my call is still connected to you, Sena.”

            “I guess you weren't surprised??” his reply. I faintly heard a little laughter from him.

            “How am I not surprised, this is Arata, the famous actor who is being talked about here and there and is being the center of attention??” reply me with excitement because I feel annoyed. “And again why should I be the first victim in the photo? Why did they take a picture of me and a photo of Arata along with Bora??”

            “Maybe they see your closeness with Arata more interesting than Arata's closeness with his co-star. There may also be another reason, which is obvious if you want to know you have to ask yourself to Arata.” fans

            I chuckled at the light answer from Sena. “Why does it feel so easy for you to say that, Sena. This situation does not seem to benefit me. After this, my life will probably not calm down. What about the publisher's office? How did they react??”

            “Hahaha. I just made it easy, Asha. I don't like complicated things because life is too complicated. Issues in publishers, as long as your book sales are in demand, there will be no problems. But. .. If it affects the sale later even more the announcement of the fifth novel that will be published will come out soon, then maybe the announcement will be postponed and the print process will be pushed back first.”

            If it was Warda who was in this kind of situation, he would definitely interrogate me with tens to hundreds of questions. Warda will ask me to say everything clearly to keep my name as Author Wallflower. Now my editor is Sena who is quieter and wiser than Warda, I guess. He didn't ask me much and kept my life private. He just tried hard in his own way by taking a middle ground between me and the publisher. It seems. . I should be grateful that Warda took a leave of absence at a time like this. After all. . . All the roots of this problem started from Warda who made me come out of hiding and reveal my identity as the Wallflower Author who has always been known to hide himself.

            After a few small conversations I had with Sena, the connecting call between me and her was then cut off. . . I want to return to my seat immediately and discuss this with Kak Rama while Arata is filming. But. .one more incoming call stopped me and this time it was a call from someone who had come to my mind a few minutes ago. Just now his figure had come to my mind and I was grateful that he took a leave of absence at a time like this. But. . why did he call me now when he should be busy taking care of Auriga??? Warda. . . seems to be going to live a long time later.

            “Asha, you!!!!” That loud shout immediately sounded as soon as the call I received. The loud scream made me hear my ears buzzing and I had to keep my phone away from my ears to save the future of my ears.

            “Bi-can you not scream, Warda?? My ears hurt hearing your screams.” I still talk by keeping my phone away from my ear.

            “You!!! Why is it that when I'm on leave, you're actually involved in this kind of trouble, Asha??? Hastag what is that?? Arata's secret lover? Arata and his girlfriend??? Arata is the luckiest fan in the country for attracting his idol??? Why is there a photo of you with Arata that is so friendly on Instagram and has been shared hundreds of thousands of times in less than an hour??” Warda spoke as if he was not breathing at all because there was no pause in his speech. “How can you-“

            “Tu-wait a minute, Warda!! I'll explain!!” I cut Warda's words quickly before countless questions popped up and made my ears hurt from hearing them. “It's a misunderstanding. Arata and I have nothing to do with it. Maybe Arata's fans took it because they knew I was Arata's idol. That's it.”

            “What???? You have nothing to do with Arata??” sternly Warda ensure.

            “It's true.”

            “Why??? Why is there no relationship??”

            My eyebrows shriveled at the strange question from the Warda. Didn't Warda call me out of anger?? Why does it now seem like, I heard a question that did not correspond to Warda's anger towards me??

            “What does that mean by why?” I asked back not to understand.

            “Wait a minute, Warda!!” I'm trying to clear up the situation I'm in. “Aren't you mad at me because I got into a scandal with Arata???”

            “I? Angry at you?” Warda turned around asking me in a surprised tone of voice. “When do I do it, Asha?”

            “Tadi, just.”

            “Who said I was angry?? I'm just upset that you didn't tell me anything and it just made me know your relationship with Arata from Arata's fans' instagram. As your friend and co-worker, I should have known for the first time that you were dating Arata.”

            Damnit damnit! I cursed in my mind when I heard Warda's explanation of his current expression and feelings when I saw the photo. I thought he was mad at me.

            “Why aren't you angry, Warda? As my editor and co-worker, should you be upset if I get involved in a scandal that might hurt my book sales in the future???” Faced with this kind of situation, I again recalled the bitter memories of my school days. In those days there was a friend who initially always defended me and was willing to accompany me when I was a victim of bullying. But in the end he went and blamed me because he was also the victim of bullying just like me.

            “I am your editor, Asha. I am also your co-worker, but other than those two roles I also have another role, Asha. I'm your friend too. You forgot that, Asha??”

            Hearing the words of Warda, my tears seemed to want to fall. I didn't think that my always troublesome self Warda turned out to have considered him a meaningful friend to her.

            “A-I didn't forget, Warda.”

            “So now tell me. . . why don't you have a relationship with Arata???”

            Just now. . . I felt overwhelmed by Warda's words and now that a few minutes have passed, I should feel annoyed by his words.

            “Because nothing happened between me and Arata. I was able to meet with Arata because it just so happened that we were working together and it was only a month. After a month has passed, I will return to my old life and probably will never meet again with Arata-kurasa.” Although my mouth said I might never see Arata again, there was one chance that I might still be able to meet Arata. The fact that we were neighbors was a small chance that allowed me to still meet Arata.

            “Well if you have nothing to do with Arata. But.. . After this, your life will probably be in the spotlight of many people, especially Arata fans. And maybe they'll find your dark past, Asha. Are you ready to face it?”

            “Entah. . I don't know.”

            “If it really happened, would you refuse to come out of your apartment like before??” Warda asked me with a worried tone. It seems. . .the big reason to call me after seeing the photo is to ask me this sentence.

            Since Warda is a friend of mine who knows how my dark secrets were in the past, then I must give him an honest answer. “If I can't help it, I might shut up and refuse to get out of my apartment like before.”