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The shower did help, especially since Isla stayed under the water for a good hour. She shaved her legs, shampooed and conditioned her hair twice, scrubbed her face and body of all the dead skin she had—which was a disgusting amount; —and then used her in-the-shower moisturizer to really bring herself back to normal.
She felt kind of good when it came time to get out of the shower.
Isla was also reminded of just how hungry she was, and she went in search of food.
Jane was, unfortunately, sitting at the little table in the equally small space that passed for their kitchen. She was holding onto a mug in both of her hands.
“Don’t tell me we have to have a talk now,” Isla said, praying that wasn’t what this was about.
She felt better after having her shower, but that didn’t mean she wanted to spill her guts to anyone, even Jane, about what she was feeling for Arturo.
Jane scoffed and lifted her mug to her lips. “I could be just having a coffee, you know.”
“Sure,” Isla said, smiling and walking past her friend. She rummaged through the fridge, pulled out an apple, some orange juice, and some eggs and cheese.
She was totally going to reward herself with something delicious and fattening, and not because she was depressed.
Jane stayed mostly silent while Isla fried her egg. Shit, had she actually pissed Jane off with that last comment?
Glancing over her shoulder, Isla was able to breathe a heavy sigh when she realized that, no, Jane wasn’t giving her the silent treatment. She had a mechanical pencil in her hand and was staring down at an open notebook.
Jane liked writing things out in long hand before she went to her computer, especially her character designs.
Okay, so she was working. That was good. It meant Isla didn’t have to feel strange about the silence.
She finished cooking her eggs and melting the cheese on top, and then she squished the entire thing between two pieces of dry, gluten-free toast that Jane was always buying.
It wasn’t even close to being the same as the breakfast that could be found in Arturo’s house, but after several days of being on the starvation diet, it did the trick.
After taking her first bite, she sat down in the only other seat at the tiny square table.
She took more bites of her egg sandwich, drank some coffee and orange juice, and ate some fruit. All the while, Jane barely looked up at her.
Isla was going out of her damned mind.
“So…what was going on with you and Silvio?”
Jane glanced up at her from her papers before she looked back down. “I can’t ask my best friend about what’s got her looking like a corpse, but you can ask me about Arturo’s brother?”
Isla bit her lip, the bones in her hand clenching into fists without her permission. “Right, sorry.”
Another silence. Isla was getting fidgety. “I’m in love with Arturo,” she said, spitting it out and putting the words into the world for the first time.
Jane’s eyes widened just a fraction as she looked up. “Wow. Seriously?”
Isla glared. “No, I’m kidding.”
“Sorry, sorry.” Jane raised her hands and sat back. “Wow, sorry. No wonder you’ve been so cheery lately.”
Isla rolled her eyes. “I’ll get over it.”
“I mean, I guess I should’ve seen it coming. You’ve been way more depressed than you should’ve been after he sent you home, and all the texts you sent me when you were there were so happy.”
“Yeah, and you’re a romance author,” Isla said, liking where the direction of this conversation was going. “Remind me to never read anything you write.”
“I want you reading the stuff I write about as much as I want my mother reading it,” Jane said.
Isla got serious. “Or Silvio?”
“Especially Silvio,” Jane replied, her mouth turned into a crooked line that didn’t suit her at all.
Like the idea of sharing anything with Silvio had left a bad taste in her mouth.
Isla and Jane’s eyes met, and they both started to laugh. It had to be the first time they’d laughed together in weeks. It was kind of strained and more of a release than anything else, but it felt good. Really good.
The kitchen looked bright and normal all of a sudden, and not so gloomy and dark. Or maybe that was just Isla projecting her mood onto her surroundings.
She couldn’t be entirely sure.
“So,” Jane started. “If you love him, why don’t you try for something with him?”
Some of the gloom returned. “It wouldn’t work out.”
Jane gently stirred the spoon she always left in her coffee mug, even though it was probably stirred perfectly already. “Because of the way things started out?”
Isla leaned back in her chair and stared at the ceiling. “Because of the way they started out and the way they ended. He’s got too much baggage, too. I don’t think I want any part of that.”
“Yeah, right,” Jane said. “I’m sure the fact that he’s a handsome billionaire who can make you fall in love with him, despite being a total asshole, has nothing to do with it.”
Isla’s face heated. She glanced down at her friend, but then returned her attention to the ceiling that suddenly interested the hell out of her.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Kamar mandi yang membantu, terutama karena Isla tinggal di bawah air untuk jam baik. Ia mencukur kakinya, Keramas dan dikondisikan rambutnya dua kali, menggosok wajah dan tubuhnya semua kulit mati yang ia — yang merupakan jumlah yang menjijikkan; - dan kemudian menggunakan pelembab di shower nya untuk benar-benar membawa dirinya kembali ke normal.Dia merasa agak baik ketika tiba saatnya untuk keluar dari kamar mandi.Isla juga teringat betapa lapar dia adalah, dan dia pergi untuk mencari makanan.Jane, sayangnya, duduk di meja kecil di ruang sama kecil yang dilewati untuk dapur mereka. Ia memegang ke mug dalam kedua tangannya."Jangan bilang kita harus memiliki bicara sekarang," kata Isla, berdoa itu tidak apa ini adalah tentang.Dia merasa lebih baik setelah mandi, tapi itu tidak berarti dia ingin dia nyali kepada siapa pun, bahkan Jane, tentang apa yang dia rasakan untuk Arturo tumpahan.Jane mendengus dan diangkat mug nya ke bibirnya. "Saya hanya bisa memiliki secangkir kopi, Anda tahu.""Tentu," Isla berkata, tersenyum dan berjalan melewati temannya. Dia mengaduk kulkas, mengeluarkan apple, beberapa jus jeruk, dan beberapa telur dan keju.Dia benar-benar akan pahala dirinya dengan sesuatu yang lezat dan penggemukan, dan bukan karena ia merasa tertekan.Jane tinggal sebagian besar diam sementara Isla goreng telur nya. Sial, telah dia benar-benar kesal Jane dengan komentar terakhir itu?Melirik atas bahunya, Isla mampu menarik napas berat ketika dia menyadari bahwa, tidak, Jane tidak memberinya diam perawatan. Dia punya pensil mekanis di tangannya dan menatap ke bawah pada sebuah notebook yang terbuka.Jane suka menulis hal-hal di tangan panjang sebelum dia pergi ke komputer-nya, terutama desain karakter-Nya.Oke, jadi ia bekerja. Itu bagus. Itu berarti Isla tidak perlu merasa aneh tentang keheningan.Dia selesai memasak telurnya dan mencair keju di atas, dan kemudian dia squished seluruh hal antara dua keping roti kering, bebas gluten yang Jane selalu membeli.Itu tidak bahkan hampir menjadi sama dengan sarapan yang dapat ditemukan di dariimam di rumah, tapi setelah beberapa hari menjadi kelaparan diet, itu melakukan trik.Setelah mengambil gigitan pertama nya, dia duduk di hanya lain kursi di meja persegi kecil.Dia mengambil lebih gigitan sandwich telur nya, minum beberapa jus jeruk dan kopi, dan makan beberapa buah. Sementara itu, Jane nyaris memandangnya.Isla akan keluar dari pikirannya yang terkutuk."Jadi... apa yang terjadi dengan Anda dan Silvio?"Jane melirik ke atas kepadanya dari makalah sebelum ia menoleh ke bawah. "Saya tidak bisa meminta sahabat saya tentang apa yang telah mendapat dia tampak seperti mayat, tetapi Anda dapat meminta saya tentang Arturo's saudara?"Isla sedikit bibir, tulang-tulang di tangan mengepalkan ke tinju tanpa izin. "Benar, maaf."Lain keheningan. Isla semakin gelisah. "Saya cinta dengan Arturo," katanya, meludah keluar dan meletakkan kata-kata ke dalam dunia untuk pertama kalinya.Jane mata melebar hanya sebagian kecil seperti dia mendongak. "Wow. Serius?"Isla melotot. "Tidak, aku bercanda.""Maaf, maaf." Jane mengangkat kedua tangannya dan duduk kembali. "Wow, maaf. Tidak heran Anda sudah jadi ceria akhir-akhir ini."Isla memutar matanya. "Aku akan mendapatkan lebih dari itu.""Maksudku, kurasa aku harus sudah melihatnya datang. Anda sudah cara lebih tertekan daripada yang Anda seharusnya sudah setelah ia mengirimkan rumah, dan semua teks Anda mengirimi saya ketika Anda berada di sana sangat senang.""Ya, dan kau seorang penulis roman," Isla berkata, keinginan yang mana arah percakapan ini akan pergi. "Mengingatkan saya pernah membaca apa pun yang Anda menulis.""Saya ingin Anda membaca hal-hal yang saya menulis tentang sebanyak yang saya ingin ibuku membaca," kata Jane.Isla mendapat serius. "Atau Silvio?""Terutama Silvio," Jane menjawab, mulutnya berubah menjadi garis bengkok yang tidak sesuai dengan dia sama sekali.Seperti gagasan berbagi apa-apa dengan Silvio telah meninggalkan rasa tidak enak di mulutnya.Isla dan Jane mata bertemu, dan mereka berdua mulai tertawa. Ini harus menjadi yang pertama kalinya mereka telah tertawa bersama-sama dalam minggu. Itu jenis tegang dan lebih dari sebuah rilis dari apa pun, tetapi rasanya baik. Benar-benar baik.Dapur tampak cerah dan normal semua tiba-tiba, dan tidak begitu suram dan gelap. Atau mungkin itu hanya Isla memproyeksikan suasana hatinya ke sekitarnya.Dia tidak bisa sepenuhnya yakin."Jadi," Jane dimulai. "Jika Anda mencintai dia, kenapa tidak Anda mencoba sesuatu dengan dia?"Beberapa kesuraman kembali. "Itu tidak akan berhasil."Jane lembut diaduk sendok dia selalu meninggalkan dalam cangkir kopi nya, meskipun itu mungkin adalah diaduk secara sempurna sudah. "Karena cara hal-hal mulai keluar?"Isla bersandar di kursinya dan menatap langit-langit. "Karena cara mereka memulai dan cara mereka berakhir. Dia punya Bagasi terlalu banyak, terlalu. Saya tidak berpikir saya ingin setiap bagian dari itu.""Ya, benar," kata Jane. "Aku yakin kenyataan bahwa ia adalah seorang miliarder tampan yang dapat membuat Anda jatuh cinta dengan dia, meskipun brengsek, tidak ada hubungannya dengan itu."Isla wajah dipanaskan. Dia melirik ke bawah temannya, tetapi kemudian kembali perhatiannya ke langit-langit yang tiba-tiba tertarik neraka keluar dari dirinya.