The 30 Days Love Letter
Day 12's
"Yes ma"
"Yes, mom is equally papa there also do not forget to eat"
"Oh my goodness, ma'am, it's normal anymore, so it's not a burden for me anymore"
"Seriously so"
"Yes, thank you ma"
"Byee"
Belle hung up her phone and put it on the nightstand. This morning he woke up to a phone call from his mother who was out of town accompanying his father who was working on their project there.
Finished cleaning her body this morning, the girl with her midget hair walked out to the kitchen.
"Bi, today can you please masakin ind*mie?"
"Oh son, don't eat instant noodles early in the morning, not healthy, later I get angry papa you"
"Whoa, later Belle who is really good" Belle grinned with her jarin that forms 'peace'.
"Don't you, another auntie masakin want to? Fried rice? French fries? Fish and chips?"
"No, I want ind*mie"
"But-"
"Please... once this is a yes bi" Belle put her hands together and looked at her handmaid with her pupy eyes.
"Oh my God, this is how yes, auntie is afraid of getting angry with your papa"
"SIP SERENE AJA" Belle smiled happily and waited for the aunt to cook her noodles while listening to her favorite music.
"I won't be silence, you can't keep me quiet, won't treble when you try it, all I know is I won't go speechless"
The singing of Belle made the aunt who had been busy cooking noodles smile proudly.
"Sir Belle will be a singer later" said the aunt who placed a plate containing instant noodles in front of Belle.
"Ah no bi, gini mediocre sound"
"When is your voice mediocre how does your aunt's son sound? Every time she sings it feels like she wants to break a glass at home" the joke made Belle laughs amusedly at hearing it to the point that the girl choked.
"Oh, be careful, son Belle" the aunt helped Belle to drink water. "Hahahah, just relax"
"You are" Belle gave a funny grin and resumed eating.
The situation was silent for a while before the aunt came to Belle and sat beside the girl.
"Son Belle has a boyfriend?" hearing the question from the bini Belle immediately glared in shock. "Well bi, where's your boyfriend from?"
The aunt fell silent for a moment and asked again. "Seriously?" Belle looked at her aunt's weirdo. "It's bi, why the hell? I know it's weird"
"So, because yesterday the same morning before you woke up, aunt squirm the same guy like yesterday waiting to be raided in front of the house, but this morning he just diem not to say anything, he said nothing, pas aunty asked him he just said gapapa keep going that way"
"Continue?"
"Yes, I think Belle's son has a boyfriend fighting again with his girlfriend" the aunt scratched her head without itching.
Belle silence. The girl said nothing but her mind was completely filled with questions about who the guy was and various other perceptions.
"Auntie doesn't look like her?"
"Handsome, tall, white" the aunt replied innocently making Belle pat her eel.
"Belle many bi temen at the school that like that, Belle means for example he packs a motorbike of what color, how hair or other special things that?"
"Oh yeah, the bike is big in red and black, the hair is aunty does not know how the style is, aunt gatau called it, but yes black"
Belle was silent again. There was only one person he knew who was wearing a big red and black motorcycle. One person who is very unlikely to be made that person. Or rather, it is simply impossible for that person. But if not him, then who?
•••••
After finishing her breakfast, Belle immediately stood up and passed towards her room. He took his sling bag and a letter from Wilson to give to Valerie.
"Bi, Belle's leaving Valerie's house"
"Yes"
When he was about to get out of his house, the face of a man was clearly exposed in front of him. Wilson was standing at the gate of his house. Belle realized that the man was daydreaming because he did not even realize the existence of Belle who was in front of him.
"Jonesen...."
Wilson seemed to have just regained his senses and immediately looked at Belle in surprise. "Why here?" continued Belle.
Wilson didn't have time to say anything because Belle opened the gate and met the guy.
"Grand"
"Where are you going?" Wilson stared from the top of Belle's hair to the end of her well-groomed legs.
Not yet able to answer, Wilson said again. "Ngedate with Felix?"
At that instant, Belle's eyes immediately enlarged. "No! I want to get a letter from you to Val" Belle showed Wilson a light blue letter that Wilson sent to her 2 days ago.
"Why should it be morning?"
"Morning? It's 12 o'clock, Val usually has to wake up at this hour, seriously I can't disturb sleep so don't worry"
Wilson was silent for a moment while staring at the girl in front of him. "What's the relationship with Felix?" ask the guy without saying Belle's words about Valerie earlier.
"Huh?"
"What's the relationship with Felix?"
"Choop victory"
"Yemen? Very friendly your life with him, still dare to say temen?"
"meaning?"
"Yesterday I like it, now Felix, even now have the courage to take Felix, pretend to be a trus you hope someday will be that kind of girlfriend?"
"Willon!"
"Why?" Wilson was still staring at Belle casually, as if not caring had hurt the girl's feelings with his words.
Trying to ignore Wilson's words, Belle steps into the house. But Wilson held the girl back from going any further. "Gue has to go now, is there anyone else to talk to?" Belle bowed her head, not wanting to see the man's face in front of her.
"Don't expect to be Valerie or have a fate like Val's, because you don't have the right to have the same fate as her"
Belle raised her head, and for the first time stared intently at Wilson with both eyes reddened with tears in hand. "Gue never expected to be Valerie or have the same destiny as her, never had at all and never will be, because I have my own destiny and I will never change or change it to be the same as the destiny of others. No, not even for lo!"
Belle removed her arm from Wilson's grip and passed by just entering her house after closing the gate.
•••••
On the way to Valerie's house. Belle's sobs continued to be heard, there was no day for Wilson without insulting or reviling him. Sometimes he gets used to it, but sometimes it still hurts him. And that was the first time a Belle dared to oppose and fight Wilson.
At Valerie's home, Belle's eyes still looked swollen and red, she knocked on the door several times and Valerie's face appeared a moment later.
"Belle! Lo why?" Valerie was surprised to see Belle at that time.
Belle shook her head and handed Wilson a blue letter. "More"
"Lo why Belle? Come on in here first" Valerie tried to pull her best friend's hand to enter the house but was rejected by Belle.
"No, today, I'm going straight home"
"Jeez Belle, you're like this again, here first yes, story, calm yourself lo"
"Father, I want to go straight home" Belle smiled faintly and went back into her car.
In the car, the girl's cry broke again. He slumped his head in solitude and without support, crying loudly and desperately.
At that time, a sentence that Wilson had spoken crossed Belle's mind. "There is no need to make an effort to forget, the important thing is to get used to the absence" Wilson's flat-face shadow as he uttered the sentence was really firmly fixed in his mind.
And at that very moment a decision was made by Belle. A decision that is difficult but successful the girl decided in her current state.
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