The Dandelion Motel
The Jealous Man
Leon and Rosaline change clothes. They shift places and backgrounds to look different in the room.
Now Rosaline's hair is pulled down after it was curled low.
She wears a long white dress that shows the maternal side of her calm, while Leon hugs her from behind.
They sat on the carpet looking to the side.
It's raining thin out there. Lightning and lightning occasionally stop by.
After several shots, the photographer asked the makeup team to double-check their makeup.
The two women who had been engaged immediately approached.
One handled Rosaline's makeup, rubbed some sweaty hair on her temples, combed and tidied her hair. While the other (looks more fashionable and beautiful) takes care of Leon.
Rosaline looked at me not like to see another woman's hand touching her husband's face. They even chatted and occasionally laughed along with the familiar snobs.
I don't know what they're talking about, which is for sure their closeness can't be allowed.
"Aaaiiiissshhh" Rosaline couldn't help herself. He is not talented to be jealous.
How could Leon have been cold to her all day but laughing with the other woman in front of him?
"Damn it, you're really playing with me, Leon!"
Rosaline left her makeup artist and approached her husband with bulging eyes and hunting breath
Jemari then gripped the hand of the makeup artist who was tidying Leon's eyebrows while looking pretentious.
"That's enough! Get your hands off my husband's handsome face!" sergeant Rosaline is flat but firm and fearsome.
The makeup artist was of course shocked. He immediately pulled his hand out with a wrong attitude.
"Eh..." He's confused.
Rosaline glared ferociously and gave him a signal to scram.
"Eh, yes.ma.sorry..excuse me!" the makeup artist left.
"Aish, this handsome face of yours is only mine! I'm the only one who can touch her!"
Rosaline tidied her husband's eyebrows, but Leon shook his hand, refusing him raw.
He stood up and left Rosaline to the camera, where everyone who seemed confused saw the tension between them.
Treated like that, of course Rosaline is inflamed. And don't call him Rosaline if you don't pull out his bar-bar style.
"Yeah, Leon! Basic waji***n! To which**t! I know you're jealous, but do you have to ignore me like this? You don't remember just crawling my body as you like in the bathroom? Why seka....."
Leon snorted for a moment. He turned around and immediately dragged his wife away from everyone who was flabbergasted to see their 'drama' especially 2 makeup artists and the gibber.
The two looked at each other and realized no one had won the bet!
Yeah, all their guesses are wrong!
The man was angry because he loved his partner so much and they obviously got married out of love.
Can't you be jealous if you're not in love?
Again love is a dangerous substance!
It blinds, but it also sharpens instincts at the same time.
He was locked up but also freed.
It binds but also releases.
He..he is love!
Have you ever fallen in love with Leon as deeply as Rosaline and vice versa?
Ever been blind jealous as crazy as them?
Comeon!
Be honest!
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Rosaline looked at her husband calmly as if her screams were commonplace.
Yes, of course it was very common for his slightly tilted brain.
In front of him, Leon glared furiously. He was embarrassed half-dead and frustrated to face the behavior of his wife who was always bar-barous.
"Why are you screaming like that?"
"Your fault! Why ignore me? Look, now you're watching me, right?" Rosaline leaned against the wall with her elbows folded casually.
"Crazy basic! Can't you just be normal for a second, huh?"
"Crazy you said? Do you want to die? I can't and don't want to be normal! What do you want? Getting angry?" Rosaline answered loudly, deliberately to challenge.
Leon wanted to be angry but he puffed up when he saw his wife's stomach that began to bulge. There's their Baby Love over there.
She did not expect her husband to be this angry. Nearby Leon is busy regulating emotions.
He held the hand anxiously.
"You all right? It must hurt, huh?" she asked innocently while blowing her husband's hand.
Seeing Rosaline's attention, Leon slowly began to melt. He wants to forget his jealousy, but his question about Theo is still unanswered.
"That debt! Tell me what it means and I'll forget everything! I'll stop being angry!" Leon looked seriously.
He promised himself to stop being jealous and angry if his wife would be honest.
Rosaline fell silent.
Confused, should you answer now?
Wouldn't her husband grow angry knowing that the debt was a kiss?
"Are you that poor? Why not just pay it? Why do you have to meet again to talk about it?"
"Hmm.I don't owe you any money." replied Rosaline somewhat doubtfully.
"Then???"
"Kiss." answered Rosaline's lyrics while avoiding her husband's gaze.
"Kiss? He wants to take a kiss from you? Now then? And you're gonna obey him? You guys gonna see each other again???" leon's voice is high.
He shook his wife's hand in annoyance.
His jealousy exploded thousands of times over.
Rosaline was completely insane, he thought.
How could he possibly kiss another man?
Leon knows his wife is eccentric, weird and unpredictable.
But a kiss???
Isn't that outrageous???
Leon nodded in disbelief.
He left the studio in anger. Stupid time with unfinished photoshoots.
"Yeah, Leon! Where are you going?"
Rosaline tried to catch up.
She lifted her long dress in a daze but her husband had disappeared at the end of the road, under the rain.
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Two hours passed and Rosaline was still looking for where her husband was going.
Truly, Rosaline did not expect her husband to be this jealous.
With the red umbrella she had borrowed from the studio owner, the pregnant woman continued to search and search.
She called her husband's name and tried to call every 2 minutes but was not picked up, sometimes even her phone lost signal.
This is natural, considering the location of their shooting which is surrounded by forests, mountains to the swift rain.
Over time, Rosaline felt tired. Not only that, but his head was also dizzy.
Rather than fainting indistinctly, he decided to stop for a while near an estate.
The pregnant woman was sitting on a large rock, under a tree, massaging her leg, which had been hurting for too long to walk.
"Aaah.., you fucking Leon! To which**t!" meaning annoyed.
Not far from him someone was watching from behind a dark-colored raincoat.
The figure was holding a scythe with a sharp shiny tip.
Lightning surged, his voice booming over the horizon.
Rosaline was shocked. Instead of covering his ears, he reflexively lowered his head and held his stomach with one hand, while the other hand gripped the handle of the umbrella tightly.
"You're surprised, honey?" rosaline whispered while stroking her stomach.
"Your father.... Aish!!! if I see you, I'll cut it! How dare he leave us! Basic boyish! It was as if he had escaped! You must not imitate your father's behavior! Watch out if you imitate her, I'll put you back in the stomach!" Rosaline threatens her innocent baby-to-be for being upset with Leon.
Quietly the figure in the rain suit who had noticed him moving closer.
He held Rosaline's shoulder without a word, causing the pregnant woman to scream in shock and spontaneously cover her body with an umbrella.
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