ALYA Look at yourself, become a playboy, but at the end still back to Chorina. You wasted your time. ALYA (CONT’D) Wasted the future. Din laughs. DIN You have are so chatty. But, still. Same steak, three years. Whereas tha a girl like you.. ALYA Stop it Din! Alya turns around, pointing the knife. She raises her hands comically. She backs to work. The door opened. Bima puts down the guitar and hugging Alya from the back. ALYA Ih.. Cigarette. Bima puts the phone at the table near a cutting board, stepping into the bedroom corner. Alya opens the kluwek and splitting its shell. DIN Yo, Bimbo. What don’t you play your song at the stair corner of that superb Thun. That must be awesome. You are only get the smell of cigarette if you only play people’s