Love That (No) Blind
Part 37-1: A Long, Messy Night

[Sara]

“Not! Not Mom, Mom! I don't know anything!”

Sara continued to move her trembling finger over Agam's palm. I don't know how many times he's wrongly hinted at that trembling in his hand. But he repeated it again and again.

“Then who? How are you going to explain all that? I want to think it's not Mom. But all the evidence points to him. Tell me, Sara! Who could do this? Ye? You cooperate with Mama in the end?”

The more tears Sara got such an accusation. Agam again suspected it again as before. The trust he had gained now seemed to be lost without a trace. It was like forgetting all the things Sara had done for him.

Sick? Ja. But I can't hate him. I know the reason Mas Agam became like this. He's scared right now. Oh my God, what should I do?

“Mas knows I can't do that. Neither did you, Mom. I sincerely love Mas.”

Sara's tears kept coming down to wet her hands. I don't know how many times the grip on Agam's hand continued to slip because of the slippery tears it every time he signaled. Plus shaking on his hands. Sara grew increasingly upset whenever Agam accused Mother of doing this.

“Then what is Sara? What could explain all this? Tell me, Sara! What?”?

Even Agam did not stop crying. Amidst his rising voice, his anger clearly reflected in every sentence, Agam did not stop shedding his tears.

Getting such a question, Sara could not say anything. He is not the same as Agam.

I don't know. But that doesn't mean I'm guilty.

“Ult .. When I found out Mama did all this, my heart hurt a lot, Sara. But now .. it hurts more than that time. It hurts so much, Sara.” Agam said it while continuing to beat his chest, over and over again.

Sara's chest is getting claustrophobic at seeing Agam like that. Sara even bothered with tears. He held Agam's hand to stop him from doing it again.

Sara is back on parole, “ Deep down, Mas actually does not believe, right? Can't you believe me or Mom did all this?”

Agam did not answer. He just clenched his hand.

“Out,” says Agam Lirih. “Go back to your room and clean up all your stuff. Tomorrow I'll take you home. The divorce papers I'll send you soon.”

Agam's hand came out of Sara's.

“From the beginning I shouldn't have married you, and let you be near me.”

“Mas Agam is awake?”

An excited cry came from outside Agam's room. Arya sounds very happy. Maybe he saw Raka and Sara were no longer in front. Coupled with the door of Agam's room that is wide open. It was obvious that she was very happy to think about the possibility that her brother had recovered.

Shortly after, Aryan's figure had appeared inside Agam's room. He came with his wide smile, but it instantly disappeared as soon as he saw the contents of Agam's messy room.

Sara who heard Arya's voice immediately got up from her seat and chose to leave from there. He just didn't want Arya to see any of this. But late. Arya saw it.

And as soon as Arya saw Sara's veiled face filled with tears, Arya's forehead wrinkled.

“What is this? Mbak why? What's going on, Mom? Raka?”

None of them answered Aryan's question. Neither did sarah. He continued walking away from Agam's room without seeing Arya again.

“Mas, what's up? Why is Sara crying?

Arya still hasn't given up. Even when Sara was out of the room, she still heard her sister-in-law keep asking Agam who Arya did not know that Agam was not wearing his hearing aid.

Sara kept walking away and away. The goal is the room that used to be his room.

Ever since Sara moved into Agam's room, the place has remained as it is. Agam never ordered Sara to clean it or empty it. Be the room it stays as it originally was with Sara's belongings. Sometimes, Sara also used it for prayer when she did not want to disturb the sleep of Agam.

And now, maybe the road is made that way. The place was deliberately left like that so Sara could use it for times like this. How it feels ...

Sara had just held onto the doorknob of her room, when she already felt an excruciating pain in her head. His sight began to blur and turn.

But he knew he had to survive. Opening the door, the tightness in his chest depletes the oxygen stored there. Sara's vision grew blurred and continued to darken. Over time, his hand slipped from the doorknob, but instead pushed the door open. Sara collapsed.

“Mbak Sara! Sister Sara! Doctor!”

Although both of her eyes were closed, faintly, she still heard Arya calling her name. His body seemed to be raised high and moving floating. I don't know what's going on.

But, before Sara completely lost her consciousness, she still hoped in her heart. If only, it was the voice of Mas Agam ...