MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S

MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S
THE FIGURE BEHIND THE STALKER'S TITLE PART 7



            The dress, designed by Arata himself, made all eyes on me. Like Cinderella in a fairy tale, now I feel like I'm part of that fairy tale.


            “Say once ... “Arata put on a sad face when driving me to the seat where I should be sitting because my current position in this show is part of the original screenwriter and writer of Love Like Ectasy.


            “What's dear?” ask me while sitting in my chair next to the main screenwriter in this film.


            “Honey, I hope I can sit down with Author. But I have to sit in front because I am the main lead in this movie.”


I looked up at the lead in this movie on the front. There ... I saw Bora sitting in a red dress that made her look beautiful and elegant. After paying a considerable fine for his actions and having received the appropriate punishment in my opinion, Bora was finally able to attend this event. But ... even so his good name that has been tarnished by his own actions, will not be that easy to return.


I gestured for Arata to come closer and I whispered to Arata. “You certainly don't want me to be an actress and play roles like your job just so I can sit next to you, right? If I do that and get a kissing scene with another guy, of course you'll be mad to see him.”


            Arata smiled at the joke I told him with the intention of teasing him. Arata replied to my joke by whispering to me. “It's true, Author. I'd be angry if I saw that. In this world besides me, no one can feel the softness of Author's lips. But there's another way Author can sit by my side.”


            “Other ways? How?”


            Arata smiled and whispered back to me. “Marry me, Author! The sooner the better. I even have the blessing of my family.”


            Buk. I hit Arata on the shoulder for his joke this time. “You did it again, Arata?”


            Arata smilingly received the punch on his shoulder as if the punch was a soft caress on his body. “This time I mean it, Author. It's just ... This is an unofficial application from me and the official application I will do if the Author approves this unofficial application. How?”


            I pinched Arata's arm because I was embarrassed by that unofficial proposal that Arata did in a place like this. In the end, I actually made Arata leave with a small promise. “I'll give you that answer, later after the show ends. Now sit where you are!!”


            Arata sits in the front row along with the rest of the cast in the film. The second line is the film staff from the director, producer to screenwriter where I sit. The third and fourth rows are the invitations with VIP tickets. In the third row, I saw the families of several cast members including the Arata family and in the fourth row, I saw Warda with her husband, then some of my co-workers in the publishing house where Warda worked.


            Meeting up with me, Warda then got up from her chair and walked up to me. Warda wore a red dress that was almost similar in color to the dress worn by Bora.


            “You are beautiful once, Asha.” The praise came straight out of Warda's mouth when he approached me.


            “You also look beautiful in red, Warda.” I returned Warda's praise. Not seeing Auriga, I asked Warda. “Auriga didn't you bring?”


            “No, I'm afraid Auriga will cry seeing a lot of people. So I left it with my mom at home.” Warda looked at her own clothes and then looked at the front row where Bora was sitting. “I may look beautiful in these clothes like you said and my husband said. But I was really upset when I found out, the woman was wearing clothes of the same color as me.”


            I smiled understanding the meaning of Warda's words. “Consider .. You don't see it, Warda. My problem with him is over, then your annoyance is also you have to end.”


            “Yah .. it is true, I must indeed forget it because he has already got a reply for his actions. But as soon as I remembered how he did to you, I suddenly felt very upset again.”


            I know forgiving someone is not easy. Maybe our mouths are able to say that apology and accept the apology of the person who wronged us. But our hearts and our memories will always remember what it was like to be hurt and sometimes our hearts refuse to forgive even after the apology is spoken from our mouths.


            “Sena. Why don't I see Sena? Did he not come?” I tried to shift the conversation so that Warda stopped directing his sharp gaze that seemed to want to kill Bora right then and there.


             “Ah the child. He texted me he'd be late because his car's tires were leaking. If he had messaged me since, my husband and I could have given him a ride by picking him up.  But he texted me just now, when I was already here.”


            “That's important he's coming, that's enough, Warda.”


            “What story?” my many.


            “When receiving an invitation from Arata, Sena said that she is still single. So I intend to help her and introduce her to some women that I feel will be compatible with.  But all of the women were firmly rejected and she explained that she had a lover.  Do you know who her lover is, Asha?”


            I shook my head. “No, I don't know. Although several times had been close, Sena never told me her personal problems.”


            “Ah may .. she doesn't want to trouble you because you yourself have a myriad of problems piling up.  Do you think .... how does Sena's lover look like??”


            After finishing a conversation that was more like gossiping about Sena and her lover, Warda finally returned to her seat when the show began.


            “Good day, Ladies and gentlemen.”


            The host opened the event with his speech to all the invitations that came. After opening the show, the host then starts calling one by one the names of important people to give their welcome.


            The greeting took fifteen minutes and was fifteen minutes which was very boring in my opinion. After the reception ended, all the actors in the film took one by one to the stage. They introduced themselves, the roles played and the characters from those roles one by one. After the introduction session, the cast received a question and answer session from the reporters for their impressions during the filming session to finish the film. The session lasted about half an hour and was a little stressful, I think.


            How not?


            The session became the target of reporters to attack Bora with a series of questions that mostly contain questions to bring him down.  Seeing this incident from directly, I realized that being famous is a hard and not easy thing.


            The half hour of pressure was over. Arata along with the rest of the cast trying to protect his partner and the image of the film he is playing, manages to bring that stifling pressure back to a calm state. After that session ended, all players returned to their seats except Bora who was allowed to exit. Perhaps Bora was trying to calm herself down outside this room and move away from the gazes of the many people who are now labeling her as an actress with misbehavior.


            Preparation for the film began. Everyone who came and even the Arata fans who sat in the back row were already impatient. The cry of those who were calling out Arata's name, echoed in this closed room.


            After playing a trailer for Love Like Ectasy and several soundtracks filling the film, the film prepares to be screened. The host asked everyone to count down from a count of ten to zero.


            “ ... 3, 2, 1.”


            Once the count ends, the big screen that will play the movie starts showing the beginning of the movie. But ... There was something strange and made everyone dumbfounded. A red-colored liquid dripped down on the stage and within seconds the liquid spilled, making everyone scream hysterically.


            “Ahhhhh.”


            Along with that hysterical shout, from where the liquid was spilled, something fell down and hung on the top of the stage. I along with everyone who saw the falling object quickly recognized it.


            That's not a thing!!! It's Bora's body!!!!


            “Kyaaaaaaa ..”.


            Everyone screamed hysterically and then ran out of the building unable to see Bora's hanging body and lost her life. Amidst the commotion and commotion, I saw Arata trying to run up to me. But ... the chaotic circumstances, make Arata dragged in another direction and just away from me. By my side appeared Sena whose bicycle arrived late and immediately pulled my hand.


            “Follow me, Asha!”