MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S

#SECRET LOVERART PART 5

            As Arata requested, I did not come to see the filming with Bora who was taking a kiss scene. I sat waiting at the cafe near the set while busy with my laptop. With both ears attached ear sounder, bread and iced coffee I ordered and work glasses attached protect both eyes, he said, I began to make my fingers dance on the keyboard depicting the picture that came to my mind.

            My first novel was titled ‘Life That May Be Hard’. I wrote the novel with a female main character that came from myself. The story setting I took also took a lot of trouble in my life such as the bullying I received in school and when I worked in the construction company. What distinguishes the female lead in my novel is that she has someone who is always loyal to her, always trusts her and always accompanies her under any circumstances and that is the male lead. While I who was in the real world. . . can only survive in my own way. If I had never met Warda, I might still be the little author who never walked out of his room.

            My second novel, though, ‘Love Like Ectasy’ is a romance novel whose entire story centers on the love story of the female lead character and the male lead character who portrays love like ecstasy with different perspectives. My second novel became a novel that has many buyers because most readers now love the sweet love story wrapped in tragedy.

            Still the same as my second novel that was very in demand even to be reprinted up to five times, I made a romance novel in a different way. My third novel titled ‘Antara Cinta and Kasih’ tells the story of a man who fell in love with a woman named Cinta in a time of blindness. As soon as he could see, the man looked for Love to express his feelings. Unfortunately their destiny is not easy, in his search the man actually met the twin of Love and thought the twin was the woman who accompanied him when blind.

            Just like with his second novel, this third novel was a real hit on the market and got me into one of the top ten influential authors in the country. Since then the name Author Wallflower increasingly known by many circles.

            After making two novels that really focus on the background of love, I wanted to try writing something different. My fourth novel takes on a historical fiction background in which the story takes part from the existing history coupled with the spice of fantasy and romance in addition. My fourth novel is titled ‘Hyang Yuda’ which means God of War in Sanskrit.

            The story of Hyang Yuda that I wrote was centered on the Great War God Hyang of Amaraloka who had to search for his memory as a lost human before he was raised to be deities. The great enemy Amaraloka-Mahamara forced Hyang Yuda to find his memory with the threat of the destruction of the three realms.  In order to save the peace of the three realms from Mahamara, Hyang Yuda then finds himself as Sena-Rakryan Tumenggung/ The warlord of the Majapahit Kingdom was killed horribly in the second rebellion of Majapahit where Ken Sora was killed where his death was full of intrigue and interference of many parties.

            This fourth novel with the genre of historical fiction, fantasy and romance really brought my name to be even more famous. Thousands of compliments came to me because many readers rated me as a Wallflower Author capable of writing stories with many genres in them.  

            Then the fifth novel that is still in the editing stage is my novel that returns to the genre of romance where I am very good at writing love stories. My fifth novel with the title ’30 Days With You’ takes a love story with a slow plot in which the main male character is a man of many women's dreams that may be very rare in the real world. The male lead in this novel had secretly loved the female lead for a long time. Unfortunately. . . The female lead does not know if nearby there is a man who secretly put his heart on her. I wrote this fifth novel by mixing two writing styles from my previous two novels, ‘Love Like Ectasy’ and ‘Life That Might Be Hard’.

            Then because this novel is still not sold in the market. . . I do not know how the response of my readers and fans will be. But I hope they'll like my work.

            Hc. . tok. . .

            After about two hours I was busy with my laptop, I saw a bitch coming up to me. Arata knocked on the table where I was, took the chair in front of me, sat there drinking my iced coffee.

            I removed the ear sounder attached to both ears, removed my work glasses and closed my laptop. I stared in annoyance at Arata who took my iced coffee and drank it without my permission. “Why drink my drink? If you want to order yourself there!!”

            I moved my body slightly forward leaning to be able to snatch my iced coffee that Arata had snatched away. But. . . Arata, who noticed my movements, immediately pushed back his chair and avoided my hand trying to grab my iced coffee.

            “This is for me, Author!” her door to me was still with a straw stuck to her lips and continued to drink my iced coffee. “Author only buy again, but if you want to buy again please buy two glasses.”

            Slurpphp. . . Arata completely finished the iced coffee and made it none left. With this as Arata said, I should really buy another iced coffee if I still want to drink it.

            Arata put down an empty glass of iced coffee and said with a smile on his lips, “One for me and one for Author. But if buy again, I want to ask vanilla latex only, do not americano that bitter. .”

            I saw Arata slightly sticking out his tongue because of the bitter taste that stuck to his tongue for drinking my americano without my permission.

            “I wonder why people like to drink americano when it tastes really bitter like that. Even very attached to my tongue.” Arata continued his words that had stopped because of the bitterness attached to his tongue.

            “If it is bitter. . . why didn't you stop and keep drinking it?” I asked as I got up from my seat. I walked over to the booking table and ordered two cups of coffee as Arata said: One americano and one vanilla latte for Arata. Seeing Arata stick out a little tongue because it felt bitter, I felt a little unbearable and finally did what Arata said.

            After receiving the two cups of coffee I ordered, I went back to my front, gave Arata a glass of vanilla latte and sat in my chair while drinking my new americano.

            Slurpph. . . Arata immediately drank his vanilla latte and cleaned his bitter tongue with a sweet vanilla latte.

            “You didn't answer my question, Arata? Why do you drink americano if you don't like it? You even spent it unnoticed??” resetting.

            Arata put down his vanilla latte and looked at me. His hand then pointed towards his lips and touched them. “Bit americano was cleaning something dirty stuck on my lips earlier.”

            I scrunched my eyebrows in not understanding. I remember very well, when Arata's lips came in a state of fine and nothing dirty stuck to his lips. So. . . What shit does Arata really mean?