Alin and Hazar
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Dibble. The silence created in the dining room felt very gripping for Alin. Hazar's stiff and flat face froze everything in the room. From the beginning, there was no sound between them.

Alin had wanted to protest with the waiter who served breakfast menu. Why isn't Aunt Fatma preparing her breakfast? But that's just his wish. He remained silent and silent. Dare not to speak. Her husband is angry now.

Hazar's silence is clear evidence that yesterday's events were not just dreams.

Alin bowed, not daring to look at Hazar's face.With a stiff movement Alin was forced to feed food into his mouth. Tender and bitter. Alin chewed his food slowly, and swallowed it with great difficulty. Alin was about to let out a long sigh because he felt very claustrophobic now. But he did not dare to do it. He is very afraid to speak up now.

Brother Hazar's silence is scarier than anything.

Alin jumped in shock when Hazar suddenly stood up, without realizing he was even following his feet even though he was about to bribe his breakfast.

Without a word Hazar directly left the dining room.

Alin was finally able to breathe. He went back down and dropped his head on the table. It's too heavy for him. Perhaps it would be better if Hazar got angry by cursing him or by hitting him, it would feel better than it should be silenced as it is today.

*

Alin sighed uneasily for the umpteenth time. He's really worried right now. There was nothing he could do. It's completely alone. There was not a single person he could question and talk to. Mama Rosa, Papa Adi, Grandpa Tomi, even Aunt Fatma also disappeared somewhere. What makes him even more upset is the cell phone. His flat object was still not found.

Alin again clucked irritably, he desperately hoped to be able to sleep quietly to rest his dizzy mind, but his eyes were still reluctant to fall asleep. Although it has been two hours more he lay on the mattress while occasionally turning his back to find a comfortable position, all of that is free. For he was awake until the day came.

Being punished by not being fed for a week, it may feel better than having to eat as gripping as breakfast this morning.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sudden sound of knocking on the door, made Alin jump in shock. He sat down and put his hair and clothes on.

Waitaminute! For what he did like this. Did he expect that Hazarlah brother would come? N-no! If it's Hazar, why do you have to knock on the door.

“Log in!” yang Alin lazy. He went back to sitting on the side of the bed.

“Good day, Miss!”

“Siang, Ms. Karin.” Alin forced his lips to smile. “What I expected,” murmured in heart. Disillusioned.

***

Gaining freedom of life was not as beautiful as he imagined. This is the second time. The first experience of freedom he gained was when he managed to escape from Hazar first. For almost a week he spent living freely in Mama Diana's villa. Pleased? Is he happy? Nah! It turned out that everything was not the same as he had imagined. For a week he tried to entertain himself. Forcing circumstances to be happy. Doing all the fun stuff. Free as he pleased, doing whatever he could never do all this time. But. Still, it all feels hollow.

The moment when he found Hazar beside him as he woke up from sleep, felt like a dream back then. Suddenly his heart warmed. The void simply disappears, replaced by joy. Until his brain is intelligent, it is unthinkable how Hazar knew the address of the villa. Not wanting the moment to pass quickly he pretended to close his eyes again. But all was lost when they heard Hazar's greeting. It turned out that her husband had woken up and noticed the movement of his eyes. And he had to be tough at the time. Because, it would not be funny if he immediately showed his happy expression to Hazar.

Now he has regained the freedom that he did not wear. Since thirty minutes ago. When Karin tells him about Hazar's divorce deal. Hazar will divorce her after their baby is born tomorrow. Just like his request on a voicemail yesterday. Hazar is willing to grant her request. Hazar had also complied with all her wishes in a voice message yesterday. But why like this? It just gets messy and restless. It all felt wrong, not what he expected.

“Karna Mr. Hazar wants to make sure the baby is okay. She asked Miss, to stay in this house until giving birth tomorrow. Miss can return to activities as usual. Mr. Hazar will not forbid you to do anything, as long as it does not harm the content, You.”

Those sacred words had managed to numb his soul.

“Nona! Miss, we've arrived, Miss.”

Alin frowned when he found three black cars neatly lined up behind his car. Eight burly men and several doctors were preparing to greet him on the hospital terrace. Despite feeling uncomfortable with the reception, Alin remained silent. He is not ready to comment now.

Arriving in front of a room with the name dr. Yuanita on one side of the door, Alin turned around. I think it should be stopped. “Are you guys also going to come inside?”

Uh! The doctors who followed Alin's steps looked at each other. Don't know what to answer.

Alin turned to look at Karin who was standing beside him. “Isn't this too much!” furious Alin pointed towards the eight men in black uniforms.

“Sorry, Miss. They are the police officers assigned to look after you. It's all for your safety. Your grandfather and stepmother are still unaccounted for until now. Mr. Hazar is only worried if at any time they will show up and harm you, again.”

*

After checking the content Alin did not go home immediately. He asks Karin to let him rest for a while in his study.

“I want to be alone,” said Alin when Karin wanted to participate in his study.

“Good, Miss. I'll wait for you outside.” Karin took a step back and closed the door.

Alin dropped his body onto the sofa. He really feels fucked. “It's not like this I want,” murmured.

Alin took a long breath. His hand raised touched his chest which was painful. Alin's tears suddenly broke. “Sick...” wailing raucous. Alin sat down while hugging both knees. He was trying to find strength. It felt like the pain in his chest was becoming more and more along with his endless crying. This pain began when Karin delivered Hazar's message in the room. About divorce agreement. Alin's hands hugged his knees even tighter. The more he remembered Karin's words. The more pain in his chest.

After successfully controlling himself, after his cries subsided. Alin touched his flat stomach. He doesn't hate, but he doesn't love this baby either. He is still unsure of his own feelings. For this was never in his shadow, and it never occurred to him that he would conceive the son of a Hazar. Same guy as Grandpa and Papa Haris.

Aborting the contents was not a difficult thing for Alin. But his guilt for Grandpa Tomi and Mama Rosa, and his heartlessness made him promise to give birth to this baby safely. His sense is still there, which makes him unable to kill something that has been alive.

Alin recalled the incident in Physician Yuanita's room earlier.

“Your gynecology has entered the ninth week, Miss.”

Alin closed his eyes. That was two months ago. It turned out that what he was worried about that morning was real. Morning at villa Mama Diana.

Alin stared at the computer screen that displayed a picture of her uterus. Instantly there was a subtle sigh that shook his restless soul. The image of the obscure blob managed to ravage his feelings. He was not understanding his feelings at this time. But one feeling that reigns, namely regret.

Alin stared softly at Karin who seemed to focus on listening to Doctor Yuanita's explanation. Her husband's secretary seemed to occasionally nod affirming the words of the Doctor. Hazar should be sitting there! Alin took a long breath. Is this how Hazar hates him? Until to accompany her to check on the pregnancy, Hazar was no longer willing. Because he was embarrassed to be there, while Doctor and Karin looked still cool with the computer screen that displayed the results of the examination earlier. Yes, Karin must understand and know the slightest condition of Alin content. For sure, he will report everything to Hazar.

“I go down first!”

Alin's words just made Karin and Doctor Yuanita compact to stand.

“Continue..”.

“No, Miss. We're done.” Answer Karin quickly.

Karin still had time to nod towards Doctor Yuanita before then escorting Alin out of the room.