The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild

The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
Filming


Two human children were standing in front of a small house, in a paving yard without trees. The warm yellow light seemed to make their minds bright with a million hopes.


"Show me both palms, dear."


Yes, Rama cupped dams holding two tiny palms, between them. Rama tried to support the mental wife by building a belief.


"Excite, I love you, Nita, My wife, my dear."


Nita hugged Rama tightly, with her two hands on her wide back. He felt the warmth of the burly arms that encircled his tiny back and provided incredible comfort. Plus the yellow rays of the morning sun that also warms the skin.


“We are not cowards. Fear only of Allah, my dear Atha." Rama spoke again with gentleness. The blue eyes were closed and smelled Nita's hair, by inhaling the fragrance of her favorite strawberry.


“Nita is afraid of not being able to see Mas again …. ”


Rama's embrace was released. “Why did you say that? Say!” rama's voice was low and full of enthusiasm.


“If Mr Jefri takes Nita's life, you will take care of Moses and Papa Devan, right Mas?”


“Hus, did you say, anyway. Slackened. We will survive and only need to agree to the contract. I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise, Deck."


Nita stared solemnly in Rama's eyes, on a bruised face wrapped in white gauze over the eyebrows. She nodded her head, trying to give her sweetest smile.


In a house with the smell of incense piercing the nose, Nita clasped Rama's hand tighter and could not sit still. Sometimes stooping and then straight again. The husband was busy kissing his hair, occasionally rubbing, even hugging Nita because Rama was actually following anxiously.


A creaking door sound made Nita stand following Rama and fixated on Jefri's arrival with a domineering aura. Not a single feather stood up. Moreover, the four bodyguards behind it tore a long-barreled rifle.


“Quiet, Honey, all will be well,” whispered Rama.


A map was stretched out of a man whose little finger was severed and by Jefri was called Chen. Nita docked until attached to Rama's warm arm. He read inwardly following Rama who looked so carefully reading word for word in the heart.


“Two years?”


Nita took a deep breath , asking Rama's question, “doesn't my husband yesterday hear you only asked to play in one film only?”


“What's with this title, ‘Temptation Desire Son Tiri’? What movie did you make?” rama asked in a tone of disbelief and put the map on the table.


Nita's eyes grew bigger and her hands trembled with Jefri's fist.


“You put the map it sign, you agree,” Jefri replied and then swung a hand inviting someone to the guard at the door. The sound of the door creaking, followed by the sound of a small child calling and distracting Nita. The woman ran away with mixed feelings.


“Stop!”


Jefri's heavy voice stopped Nita. The woman froze, remembering the bloodshed, making her look back at Jefri who pointed a gun at Rama who was a few steps behind her. Nita breathed faster and looked at her husband's wistful gaze that moved slowly to return to face Jefri.


“Sign first, then you can touch Moses. You want to provoke my patience?” Jefri made everyone tremble in fear no exception Chen who was standing beside his master's chair.


“Nobody harmed you, Atha. The more you don't want to obey the more I itch to make Moses deformed,” Jefri said sarcastically.


“I'll sign that and Nita too." Rama approached Jefri.


“Mas?” nita protests but her husband keeps going and touches the map as Jefri now points a gun at Rama's head.


“Honey, come here so this is quickly finished,” call Rama who like not to deal longer with Jefri.


Nita glanced at Moses who asked to be carried. “Shortly, Moses, briefly.”


Resign and surrender, surrender to destiny. Nita has no choice. He took a quick step and started signing on the pages of each page. Just finished his signature, Moses had walked over from the side end of the rectangular table and immediately embraced him.


“Quick out! Before I change my mind.”


Rama immediately pulled Nita after receiving Jefri's order, who immediately lit a cigar with a fierce face. He didn't want the son in his cradle, inhaling poisonous fumes. The man came out of the room smelling incense with a trembling and cold hand of Nita.


“A writer from London, will come later in the afternoon for an interview. You better answer Miss Maria Jane's question honestly. Rama, my lord will give you three months to take care of your family life, including the restaurant. So, you better not make a tantrum or you guys suffer the consequences.”


“Are you guys using people's hardships to make a profit?” rama replied to Chen who was driving him.


“Whatever your mind is, because Mr. Jefri wants everything in order,” Chen said, hissing at holding back an upset.


“Can we change some scenes if we disagree with the scene?” nita asked, staring fearfully at Chen who looked ruthless.


“There will be an evaluation from the center. Maybe you can take notes in the draft to get approval from the center.”


Rama opened the front door of the car, waited for his wife to sit down, and handed Moses over. Rama looked at Chen's cold eyes while closing the car door. “Please, don't be too cruel to us.”


“You are wrong to think so. There's something you don't know. You can still fare well because of my master's kindness.”


Time goes on, the script is being worked on by the author and twice a week the author comes to Nita's house. Rama and Nita learn deepening acting with the help of experts who are brought directly from London.


Nita was confused why when she was interviewed had to say everything honestly. However, the writing made the story far removed from the reality of his life. The story in the script is very contradictory to him.


Nita overtime and reread the script and also argued with Rama because he disagreed. Rama insisted on keeping Jefri's will for the safety of his entire family. After all, it is only a film, let the public say what, Rama said.


One afternoon a studio in Hong Kong, Rama, Nita and actor Sergey, surrounded a round table. This is done in order to do the process of Reading the script in front of the Director to deepen the character. The goal is to reduce misperceptions between actors and directors.


Repeatedly, the director scolds Nita during a script reading that requires Nita to talk flirtatiously to Sergey's actor Antonia. Rama realizes this difficulty for Nita, how can the woman be aggressive while usually cuek duck or mebek. Unlike the characters who demand to be aggressive, flirtatious and strong.


Rama follows Nita who is allowed to go to the toilet during a short break because the Director runs out of patience after continuing to scold Nita. Not elak, Rama also had a dispute because of the Director's clash. Though the intention can tell Nita, without having to scream and bang the table, but the name of the Director is usually loud.


The woman's toilet was entered by Rama because he heard a his wife who looked irritated while tearing tissue in the hand with a crouching position. His wife immediately ran towards him and cried sobbing in his chest.


“I...h I don't know how to be aggressive, Mas!” Nita was upset while stomping her feet and clutching her husband's shirt.


“Try, imagine you are teasing me ...” said Rama softly and then took off Nita's embrace. Rama narrowed his eyes, showing off his slightly open lips with a razor-sharp glare teasingly and shaking his head elegantly. “Like this..”.


“Uhc! You're mas." Nita whined and patted Rama's arm so desperately. The blink of one eye of Rama who continued to throw made him even want to laugh. “That's why you're more charming than aggressive.”


“Come on, do that to me. It's just a drama, just like the stage at school,” Rama's voice is made flirtatious, the, with a feminine slashing sound and make the eyes of Nita who was sad actually patterned because of amused and at the same time amazed because of the humor.


“Mas …. “


“Nita Athalia, my wife, in the role we have to act honestly. As if it happened to our lives. If you are amused then how can you animate the story?” Rama tidied Nita's hair with his long fingers. “We must complete the mission for our future, yes. ”


“Nita will try, Mas-” Nita blinked slowly when her husband had landed those warm lips, then split, bit and sip his lips.


“You are the most amazing woman, you can definitely, Honey! Come on, take out all the charms, and your pent-up talent. You can't be afraid, there's Mas next to you.” Rama's eyes stared meaningfully at the glazed golden eyes.


“You are everything for my life. I'm asking for help this time you should be able to, yes dear. Let us gather with Moses. Mas do not want, if our families are reduced again just because we do not try our maximum," added Rama with a smile of respect. "Yes Beautiful?”


“Atha should be able to!” shouted Nita with a voice bursting to make Rama jerked and laughed.


“Hould be able! Time 'husband Rama' can not, anyway?” ledek Rama with a rubbing hand and narrowed eyes.


“Rama's wife, Mas!”


“Lah, it's smart, my wife ..”.


There's-there's my wife. It was crying, as soon as the spirit was burned, it immediately surged. (Rama)


Two months later ... clean gladi in front of the camera, its location in Indonesia. Nita returned to difficulties when playing a role with Antonio. Whether, just his feelings or what, the man was like giving a code or looking for an opportunity, for example when the scene of the role of Sergey holding the waist. Nita shuddered because she felt a swab that made her uncomfortable.


When the scene is a slightly sensitive scene, the role of Nita is replaced by women who are in terms of similar posture, only different faces. The woman shoved Antonio's shoulder until Antionio lay on the sofa and the woman crawled over Antonio.


“Honey,” whispered Rama while hugging Nita from behind. “Why is your face bent so?”


“Mas, people will think I'm like that,” Nita said with sadness at their intimate scenes. What will be the perception of the person who thinks he's sleeping with Sergey, because of that movie. In the ending of the film is made to hang on the scene of Sergey's death. The audience may come back to hate him, he is not ready.


“Do you regret doing this for the sake of Moses?”


Nita shook her head, then smiled bitterly with a loving look. “No Mas, I have no regrets. Whatever for our family.”


The sound of the film's krue cheer filled the room after the director shouted ‘Cut’ because of Antonio who kissed with a replacement role.


Nita could not shake the anger of the kiss scene, in fact she had never kissed Sergey, but she could only swallow the emotion and hold it. Nita freezes when she gets a sharp glare a few seconds from Antonio as the man stands up from the sofa wiping his wet lips from a kiss.


“Honey, does he make you uncomfortable?” rama asked, his hand pulled Nita's chin so that Nita did not look at the actor, who was notoriously naughty and often bergonta young girl.


“Iya Mas, I'm not comfortable.” Nita shudders. “Mas, don't go far, then don't let me near him.”


“I asked grandpa to send one female bodyguard, huh? In case Mas can't follow you to the toilet." Rama pulls the phone and calls Grandpa Axel before Nita agrees.


Filming went well until day 30. That day the scene was done outdoors on the scene of Antonio and Nita. The wind blew, suddenly the sky was cloudy and it rained. Everyone entered the building and looked for a place to rest


There are some who stand and there are PDKT fellow supporting players.


Because of the crowded location, Nita had difficulty finding Rama. He passed through a group of people who were extra players who were being dressed up. Nita goes into a special room to rest the exclusive actors, but does not meet Rama inside.


His body was suddenly pushed into the room and within a short time his mouth was smothered by a hand with a wrinkled scratch. Nita rebelled, trying to scream for help because the handkerchief made her unable to breathe, her eyes trying to look back.


Haven't seen it yet, his vision has blurred and it's getting dark. Power was lost somewhere, his body felt light and felt a large and hot hand.