Love That (No) Blind
Part 15: Different Sides

[Sara]

“Indeed right, right? That's what you guys did. Howmany? How many did you get from Mama? Did he promise to pay for your mother's treatment? That's why you want to side with Mama now?”

Sara threw the black sweater she had been holding right into Agam's face. The sweater he carried all day to warm his body that is easily cold at times like this, he said, who could have thought that she would use it to stop her husband's rant that was now starting to sound out of his wits.

“Do you realize that you are blaming me for a mistake I do not understand at all? Ask me to throw away all the stuff from Mama. Although I still object to do. I asked Mama Widia not to approach Mas as well as I did. Even though I don't know anything, I still do all of Mas' requests. And now Mas suspects me because I had to go with Mama for a walk? Did you ever explain what I can't do? None! Now, is all this fair to me? Not too!”

Sara who was already emotionally turned around again left Agam who was gawking listening to her scolding from beginning to end without a word coming out of her mouth. But just a few steps away, Sara turned to face Agam.

“Can't Mas try to understand the position I sedikkiitt only? Do not just usually angry unclear!,” snapped Sara who already looks like a roaring tiger.

And this time Sara completely turned around, continuing her delayed journey. With her resolute footsteps that sounded echoing throughout the corner of the room, Sara just left and headed straight for her room.

“Basic men have no feelings at all! Her heart was dead!,” cried Sara after she closed the door of her room and sat down violently on her bed mattress. His breathing was still breathless due to his emotions that had just exploded. Perhaps it was also his heart that had been buried for the past few days.

Sara looked at the dresser in front of her. A mirror that reflected the image of her who was displaying a look of anger on her face.

He took a deep breath and then exhaled quickly. Again, twice, he did it again, but for the last he exhaled slowly. And a second later the look on his face began to turn frantic.

I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm crazy.

Sara began to realize the mistake she had just made.

“Ibbbuu .. Your son has gone crazy,” groans slowly covered with pillows.

Sara could understand his emotions. He had been angry all this time at Agam. But his best side can always make him control well. But this time, I don't know which demon let him out of control. He could have thrown his sweater right into Agam's face.

PMS, all wrong PMS, Sara's scolding on her monthly cycle that may now be coming along for being accused.

What if he gets angry? What if suddenly his emotions are not stable like that time? That time also after he was angry, Sara's mind continued to rumble nonstop.

Then, fear began to run rampant inside Sara's head. “How about .... suddenly he cancels his contract?”

“Ibbuuuuuu ...,” Sara's tears without any tears coming out of both her net. “Sara has made a mistake, Bbuu ..”

With a sense of uneasiness in her heart, Sara subconsciously took her mobile phone, then contacted her mother. When she realized it, the call was immediately decided by Sara. But apparently, Mom called him back.

“Sara? Why, Nduk?,” said Mother from the other end. Mom sounded pretty fresh today after having this morning's dialysis.

“Eng ... It's okay, Mom. Wrong pitcher,” said Sara reasoned. May you believe.

But I didn't give up just like that.

“Why? Same with Agam?”

The shock surge in Sara's heart immediately felt up to her breastbone. So great that I could guess.

But Sara quickly gave up, “What the hell, Mom? How come that's it? No. of course.”

Mother chuckled casually in response to Sara's lies.

“Iih ... Why did Mom even laugh, anyway?,” grumbled Sara with pursed lips. His eyes turned upwards as if he was talking to Mom in front of him.

Mom still chuckles.

“In the household it is common for the husband and wife to quarrel. If you say old man first, it's called the roof of marriage. If there is no salt, there is no micin, vegetable lodehnya taste ndak sedep. Ndak. Less steady. The marriage has been fighting for years, especially those of you who meet only a few days,” said Mother gave her message while laughing on the sidelines.

“But what matters is learning to understand the quarrel itself.”

Learn to understand, yes ...

View from a different perspective ...

“Dan .. don't prestige to apologize, Nak.”

As soon as Mother said it, Sara's tongue immediately choked together with the entry of the saliva that wanted to pass through her throat, causing Sara to cough.

Hearing Sara who was choking like that, Mother could not stop her laughter.

“Hayo, what signs, nih?,” seductive Mother who still does not stop laughing.

“Udah ah, Mom. Her only love is Sara aja.”

Mom was laughing harder.

A few minutes of small talk between them, in the end the call ended. Sara felt the silence in her room.

A few minutes after Mom's call ended, Sara threw down her body, then buried her face on the pillow she had been holding. A minute later, his face had already appeared and was leaning one side of his face on it. Sara pensive.

What exactly did Agam think from then on until such a thought arose? Does he think everyone will leave him? If he's scared, why not make up? What is so hard for him to forgive?

“Seeing vices in every way. He must have been very lonely all this time,” he said softly.

How not? He pushed back everyone who approached him. He just believes in himself. His life is about him and his world. I live only for myself.

Sara breathed heavily enough. If this is the case, it is true what Mother said, looking at it from a different side. And now Sara put her pity and pity on that man.

Sara felt guilty about what she had done.

Let me see him tomorrow, as soon as Sara plans her apology.

But, planning and executing a plan are obviously two different things. Totally different. What is planned does not always go as expected.

By the time of the day, Sara was already preparing to enter the dining room for breakfast. Seen Agam already there and is being helped Mbok Jami prepare breakfast. As soon as she saw Agam, Sara took her breath, then exhaled her slowly. Prepare his heart and mind before he goes inside.

“Well, this is Non Sara has come,” cried Mbok Jami as soon as he saw her rigidly standing in front of the door. “From earlier questioned Den Agam, Non.”

Sara just smiled awkwardly in response. He walked to one of the chairs he usually sat in, next to Agam.

“Today the data will be sent after lunch. You just rest until that,” said Agam with a bit higher than usual.

Although there was no angry tone in it, but that high tone sounded different in Sara's ears. Luckily, Sara was not affected. He answered as usual.

“Iya, thank you, Mas.”

Agam. The breakfast in front of him was not touched. Sara glanced at him a little while she was greasing the bread with butter. His forehead frowned in astonishment at Agam's attitude. But, he continued to polish his bread.

“You're still mad?” Suddenly began to make a sound.

Huh uh?!

“Iya, right?,” asked Agam reassuringly once again.

“Mas by what, anyway? Who's upset?” The bread he had been holding was now placed on a plate. He looked at Agam with a bit of annoyance.

“Yes obviously, you're still angry. It sounds from your voice.”

Oh my God, what else is this?