Breaking the Promise
what matters is that you are happy

At home, Adrian stared at his phone. He waited for Angel to give him news of mini mala. However, his phone did not give a single notification of the name he was now expecting.

Adrian came out of his room. Her feet stepped towards Alika's room, she saw her sleeping daughter hugging her large doll. Then he turned to Fariz's room, where he saw his sleeping son. He just felt something was lacking in this house, namely the presence of Angel. Usually he saw the body of Angel who was also lying in one of his son's rooms.

Then, Adrian turned to the kitchen to fill mineral water into a special bottle of his.

“Bi, any word from Angel?” Adrian asked who happened to cross paths with the Aunt.

“No, Sir.”

“Oh.” Adrian replied as he filled his bottle.

“Donk phone, Sir.” The aunt gave advice.

Adrian just fell silent and nodded. Then he went back to his room. Arriving in the room, he immediately laid his body on the bed and looked back at the phone screen. He kept Angel's mobile number, but for up to two years together, calling his wife could be counted on his fingers.

Adrian tried dialing Angel's number. A few moments later, he removed it.

“Already, tomorrow morning only. He may have slept.” Adrian muttered.

At Angel's apartment, he accidentally disables his cell phone from the moment he gets there. Indeed from the beginning, Angel wanted to rest and be alone without any interference from anything.

Angel opened her eyes. All day he sleeps and sleeps. Maybe because of the effect of the medicine he was taking. With the situation still not fully conscious, Angel circulated his gaze. He saw no one in this room. Then he saw a wall clock that showed ten o'clock at night.

Malik kept his promise. He didn't sleep in this room, it seemed like the man was sleeping on the sofa in the television room.

Slowly Angel got up to the bathroom. He wants to pee. His hand tried to feel the nightstand, so that it could stand upright. However, his head was still a bit heavy.

Prang

Angel spilled the leftover food Malik bought after coming home from the dispensary this afternoon. The soupy food was spilled and scattered on the floor, for the plate was not made of material that easily broken.

Malik who was in the television room immediately ran to Angel's room.

“Bee.. Are you okay?” Malik asked who immediately approached Angel and saw the messy food on the floor.

“Sorry, Brother. I spilled it.” Said Angel.

“No, what. Let me clean up later. Where are you going?”

“I want to go to the bathroom, want to pee.” Jawab Angel shy.

Malik immediately carried Angel and took her to the bathroom. He sat Angel in the closet, then came out.

“Later when you're done, call me.” Malik said before closing the bathroom door.

Angel nodded and smiled.

Malik goes to the kitchen and picks up a mop to clean the floor in Angel's room. After the floor was clean again, Angel's voice was heard calling.

“Kak.”

“Kak.”

“Iya, wait a minute.” Malik put the mop back into place and immediately approached Angel who had twice called him.

“Already?” Malik asked as he stood in front of the bathroom door.

“Already.”

Malik opened the door slowly, then approached Angel who was sitting in the closed seat. Then, Malik again carried Angel to the bed. Angel smiled looking at Malik who was so sincere about taking care of him who was sick. Malik returned that smile.

“If you want to go to the bathroom later, call me. I'm outside.” Malik said, after he laid Angel on the bed.

“I told you, I don't feel bothered. I promised myself I'd always take care of you.”

Angel smiling. “Thank you.”

“Sama-sama.”

“Oh yes, that's the title of your thesis on the study of minimum wage policy in the implementation of regional autonomy in Central Java?” Ask Malik.

“Iya, brother open my laptop?” Angel asked back.

“Sorry, I just want to help you. Coincidentally, I also used the same title, although it was a bit different. But it's similar, so I know it's true.”

“Oh, yes?” Ask Angel sumringah.

“Iya.” Answer Malik.

“Can it happen?” Angel asked confusedly.

“He em.. Our life is close to the word coincidence. Your father is Om Radit's best friend, you are from childhood already in a match. But Adrian has a lover and does not want to be betrothed. I remember very well when Om Radit and Aunt Dila were tricking Ardian when he wanted to propose to his girlfriend. And, I met your father several times, always in a bad image.” Malik said while shaking his head.

“We're like in tinkering with destiny.” Said Angel who bowed and played her fingers.

“this is all because of me. I was too stupid, but Sir David always reminded me. And, he's right. I'm sorry.” Malik breathed in rough.

“Now I'll make it up to you. Somehow are we getting back together? The important thing is that you are happy, wherever you are, you have to be happy. Even if you feel pain, I will be there for you to share that suffering. Hm..” said Malik again convinced Angel that he was not alone.

The goose who was still lowered his head, suddenly raised his hand and erased the water that fell on his cheek.

“Hey, why are you crying?” Ask Malik.

However, Angel just shook her head.

Malik drew his face closer to Angel. He also wiped the tears.

“Rest! don't think too much. Hopefully things will go well. Okay.”

Angel smiled and raised his head. He stared at Malik's face, until the two looked at him without distance

“Thank you, Brother.”

Malik looked at that pretty face. Really, if Angel is still her lover. He kisses Angel's red lips.*******so that the lips are gone, until Angel runs out of oxygen and hits her chest. But he is still sane. He will not follow his wild imagination. He shook his head, to get back to his senses.

“Why are you, Brother?” Angel asked when she saw the strange Malik.

“Hah, ga nothing.”

Angel smiling. “Surely you again ngebayangin the enga-engga deh.” Said Angel who really understands her ex-boyfriend.

Malik nodded. “It seems that if I stay in this room for a long time, it will not be good for you.”

Angel smiled back.

They know that their feelings are still the same, still loving each other as they used to be. Even now, the status that gives them distance and they realize it, to make this closeness feel awkward. I don't know if this is called an affair or not? To be sure this togetherness makes a sense of security for Angel, he no longer feels alone, because Malik is not only the man he loved as his first lover. However, now Malik can be relied on like a brother who takes care of his sister.

“Ya already, rest again.” Malik said as he pulled the blanket and covered Angel's body.

He also kissed the woman's forehead, when the blanket had covered almost the entire body of Angel.

Angel nodded. Then Malik turned off the room light and got out of there. He slowly closed the door and returned to the television room.

Malik sat back in front of Angel's laptop and looked for some of the materials needed to make the final assignment on Angel's education, so that he soon graduated. Malik was in front of the laptop until two p.m. He cupped his hands to the table and put his head there.