Not Just a Dream
Mask party

Derya knocked on Renata's room door to make the sleeping master wake up.

Renata wriggled down from her bed and opened the door, seeing Derya standing in front of her room with a luxurious white dress in her hand.

"What's up, Mom?" asked Renata enthusiastically.

Derya offered the dress, "Later tonight you wear this, there will be a party at one of the star hotels."

Renata receives the dress along with a sweet black mask. In his heart many question marks could not be broken because there was fear that prevented him.

"Well, Mas" said Renata. 

After Derya left, Renata closed her bedroom door again and put the dress on the bed and walked and pecked in front of the mirror. He kept stroking his cheeks and then snorting.

"If I were beautiful, I would definitely refuse to wear that mask," Renata grunted as she stared at her mask from the reflection of the mirror.

He imagined the face of Sena who was white and smooth, in contrast to her who was filled with acne and dull.

Outer

Sena seemed to frown when she watched Derya give the clothes to Renata.

"Did you fall in love with that ugly woman?" accuse Sena of Derya approaching him. 

Derya laughed

"Only blind men fall in love with a woman like Renata" Derya said.

Renata who had just opened the door of her room could hear Derya's words clearly. Instantly his eyes glazed over, even though the words were true, his heart felt pain as if it was squeezed by a huge stone.

Forced Renata to enter and undo his intention to get out.

I don't know what my position is here, but your words hurt me, Mas.

Sena pursed her lips. He was satisfied to see Renata who looked embarrassed by his brother's words  

Finally, Renata heard it for herself. 

"But why didn't Brother throw him out, I hated him so much?" 

Derya led Sena to her room.

"We can use Renata to reply to Bagas. Isn't this what you want?"

Sena nodded, if she remembered the name Bagas, her chest must have exploded and wanted to mess things up.

The clock had already shown at seven o'clock at night, as Derya requested, Renata put on the dress given to her, a dress that was so graceful and expensive that it made Renata shrink.

Renata wears a mask and almost the entire face is invisible.

Derya's words this afternoon were still ringing in her ears which made Renata even more desperate, there was no hope of having a boyfriend. He had to throw away that dream, the important thing right now is to be able to live even though there is no clear direction.

Renata came out of his room, he met Derya who was waiting for him in the living room, the man was also neat with a black suit and a matching mask, while Sena wears a pastel color dress with the same mask.

"We're leaving now" said Derya as she walked to the door. Not even a little want to glance at Renata's different appearance.

Renata is silent, he does not want to talk anything and follows Derya's steps towards the car.

Almost thirty minutes, Derya finally parked her car in front of the hotel where the event was.

"Sister, I don't want to see Bagas."

Hearing that name, Renata's eyes were perfectly rounded. 

"Yes, I know."

Bagas, what is meant is Mr. Bagas. 

"Re, get out!" tell Derya who just got off. 

Renata goes down, he follows Derya and Sena from behind. 

"How are you, Der?" A handsome man greeted Derya. He is Mico, a friend and organizer of tonight's event.

Sena shakes hands with Mico, they still look familiar even though her friendship with Bagas is slightly fractured.

After being satisfied to speak, Mico looked at Renata who was staring behind Derya. The club-style lights make the view of everyone unclear, including Mico who is curious about Renata's face.

"Who is he?" ask Mico to investigate.

"He's my friend, I deliberately invited him because he was home alone" Sena replied.

Mico mangosteen understands. 

Just a few steps in, Derya turned her gaze when she crossed paths with Bagas and Melinda.

They showed off affection, especially Melinda who was struggling spoiled on Bagas' arm.

He just passed by without wanting to say hello, it was very painful for Sena to meet the man, but she could do anything other than pretend not to see him.

"Sister, we're going there yuk!" invite Sena to pull Derya's arm towards the stage.

It's like Mr. Bagas.

Although Bagas wore a mask, Renata still vividly remembered the circular watch in the man's hand. 

The atmosphere of the ballroom was very crowded, the invited guests had crowded the place, various paintings had been displayed in front, including the property of Derya and Bagas who had always been the most superior among all.

That's my painting yesterday, why is it here? 

Renata read the banner that was on stage.

"Exhibition painting, and the champion will get __"

Renata opened his mouth wide, he was astonished to see the nominal prize that was listed to make his heart beat fast.

If mine wins, I can buy anything, including beautifying my face, Renata murmured.

Renata also looked at the painting beside him that was no less beautiful, even the painting looked more beautiful than his.

"Who's it?" 

Renata approached one of the people who was busy photographing paintings that lined up neatly.

"Sorry Mom, can I ask you a question?" said Renata loudly, expel the sound of music that echoed.

"Please!" replied the woman in front of him.

"Who does the painting in front belong to?" asked Renata while pointing at the three paintings that were in the front guard.

"O, it belongs to Mr. Derya, Mr. Bagas, and also Mr. Mico, they are painting lovers and always get a champion."

Why didn't Derya use my name, it was me who made it, Renata protested inwardly. 

Renata stepped back, accidentally hitting someone with a drink. 

Awwww. ringis a woman who was behind her, Renata turned her body and looked at the woman who seemed to be wagging her wet dress.

"I'm sorry, I didn't accidentally,“ said Renata cupped his hands together.

Bagas who was beside her bowed, helping Melinda clean her dress. 

"Other times be careful dong, if I think my clothes are wet," Melinda snapped.

"Have Mel, has he apologized, too" said Bagas, he most dislikes someone who is angry with trivial things.

Is he his girlfriend Mr. Bagas, lucky to have a very good girlfriend, if I were in his position, surely I am very happy.

Renata stopped his wishful thinking and ran towards the table. He took the tissue back and helped Melinda dry her clothes, though not as before, at least as good as before.

Who he is, why do I feel he is no stranger.

Despite only staring at Renata's lips under the dim lights, Bagas knew the girl a little.