Love That (No) Blind
Part 55-2: Lies From the Beginning (POV Agam)

[Games]

Agam was just a few steps away from Mom's house when she heard Sara's voice and a man was chatting on the porch.

“You're afraid of your husband or Ava misunderstanding this?”

Since then, his steps have stopped. He heard almost all of their talk.

But, it was not about what they were talking about that Agam disliked. Except for Vian's presence at Sara's mother's house. Wh-wh-what for?

From a sense of dislike, over time become jealous. Especially when Vian started talking about their past.

“... as we used to ..”

Agam began to puff. He decided to show himself.

“M-mas Agam ..”

Sara immediately ran to him, and kissed the back of his hand, as usual.

That's what Sara is like. Then and now. It never changes. Whether Vian or not, Sara is still the Sara I know.

When Sara finished her task, Agam immediately clasped Sara's hand without any intention of letting go. He's holding her.

“Mother's inside? I met Mom first, yes,” she said.

“Iya ... I'm dropping it into.”

And just like that, Sara had no concern for Vian at all.

“Mas, I really didn't know that Mas Vian was here. Mom said Mas Vian comes here often. I was also surprised when I saw he was here.”

Sara kept trying to explain what happened along the way to see Mom. Agam was silent and did not respond to anything. Agam mood which from the beginning had been bad, now only worse.

And I didn't ask anything. But why was it that he was talking about just Vian, Vian, and Vian?

Just getting more upset. Agam then pulled his hand which was still holding Sara. He made Sara land right in front of his chest. Then lock her waist with her other hand to keep it attached to her.

Sara was silent as Agam looked at her. Although Agam's vision is not perfect, but can still be seen by the beautiful figure of Sara in his view. Agam can already describe Sara's face even if only in her shadow.

Agam then releases his grip on Sara, then turns to touch Sara's face, and kisses her. Just for a moment, only to realize Sara that her husband is currently with her. Not that guy from his past.

“We talk about this at home only, yes.”

Sara nodded. Agam also smiled.

“Iiihh .... Aunt Sara same Om Agam ... How are you dating here? There's a little kid, tauk?!”

Nisa's voice seemed to return the world that only belonged to the two of them back to its place. It was as if resuscitating them that the others were not contracted but were staying with them.

But Agam did not let go of his embrace which locked Sara in with him. He just smiled looking at the little girl who was now 9 years old. Then go back to Sara and try to kiss her again.

“Aaaahh ...,” shouted Nisa. From the end of his eyes, Agam could see the little girl closing her eyes with both hands.

“Mas!,” Sara's tirade.

Agam laughing.

“Uttii ... Om Agam has come ...,” shouted Nisa again while running to the back calling Mom.

Sara beat her chest, then tried to release her embrace, and tidied herself up. Because he knew, I'd be here any minute.

And it turned out to be true.

Agam also gave his greetings to Mother as soon as he saw her.

“How are you, Mom?,” said.

“Thank God, Son Agam,” replied Mother after releasing her warm embrace as she welcomed her arrival. “Nak How are you? Looks better than the last time Mom video call with Sara. 2 months ago if not wrong, yes?”

“Iya, Mom. Thank God it gets better.”

“Thankful ..”

“Oh yes Sara ..” More mother this time devoted to Sara. “Please help Mina in the back. You first taste it. If it is less salty, we add salt. When you do, you put it on the dinner table. We eat together after this.”

“Iya, Bu ..”

And Sara went to the back leaving Agam and Mother who were still continuing to chat.

But their conversation was forced to stop when Vian suddenly entered and again caused a sense of annoyance in Agam's heart.

“I'll go home first, Mom ..” said Vian who went straight to Mom and kissed Mom's back.

“I-iya, Nak Vian. Thank you for coming.” I sound pretty nervous. Maybe feel bad with Agam, because sometimes Mother turned to Agam. But his hospitality to Vian remains guarded.

“Sara is in the back. Help Mina again. N-nrc ... To ...”

“No need, Mom,” said Agam to Mom.

Then switch to Vian. “Let me tell you that you're home.”

Vian just stood up. Without any response. But, shortly afterwards, he said, “Alright then. I go home first, Mom, Mas ..”

“Let me only, Bu.” Agam immediately stood up from his seat when he saw Mom would move.

I better get him.

Up to the front fence, none of them started talking. Silence, Vian did too. A cold aura surrounded them as they walked together. Like rivals who are talking to their inner selves.

“Do Ava know you're here?” Agam was finally the first to open the conversation when they arrived in front.

Vian was silent for a moment. Giving Agam a conclusion. “I don't think Ava knows.”

Agam continued to stare at the man before him at this moment. Although his vision was still blurred, he continued to stare at him like an eagle waiting for its prey to move. Just to show the man who was once Sara's past that he is currently saying something very serious.

“Sara's right. Stop coming here before there are misunderstandings that are hard to fix later on. Ava is my sister, and Sara is my wife. So I hope you listen to your sister-in-law.”

Agam immediately turned around and entered the house without waiting for Vian to answer.

He's not a stupid man. He must understand what I mean.

But, for some reason, Agam remained unsettled. The feeling of displeasure when he first heard the talk of Vian and Sara in front, it still lingers until now.

Even when walking to the mall with children and mothers, Agam is more silent while watching children play and have fun. In fact, he himself proposed the events of the streets.

“Mas angry?,” asked Sara when they were in the room after her home from dinner outside with Mom and the kids.

Apparently, Sara felt something was wrong with Agam's silence. And indeed it was the advantages of Sara that Agam liked.

“What is Mas angry about Mas Vian coming home?,” asked again.

Vian again. Why is it that every time Sara calls Vian's name my blood boils? I don't like to hear that name coming out of Sara's mouth.

“Sorry, Mom. I really didn't know that Mas Vi ..”

Agam immediately stopped Sara's words and silenced her with his lips, smearing her deeply as if he wanted to suck out all the words Sara wanted to say.

When she let go, Sara's breathing already sounded quite heavy. Sara was panting.

I know it was Sara's weakness. Every time Agam kissed her so intensely, Sara dissolved like sugar in water. As if, only Agam could make it that way. Only for Agam, Sara was in his arms, but still expected more from him.

“Can you stop mentioning Vian's name? I don't like .. heard it.”

No different from Agam. As soon as he saw Sara kneeling before him, his spirit began to rise, his hassrat grew more and more hot, and he wanted Sara more and more. He wanted to devour all that was on Sara. Because he knows, Sara's just his. Everything Sara has is hers. Entirely.

What happens next is very clearly drawn from both of their faces that both want one and the other. Like a starving wolf, Agam immediately devoured the little sheep that had fallen into his arms and did not want to be released so quickly.

And that's what happened tonight.

Whether because of his jealousy or because of his great love, Agam's satisfaction seems not enough and always ask for more, more, and more. And out of nowhere, what was clear tonight would not be possible to resolve quickly.

......................

It feels heavy for both eyes to open. He could feel a great sense of fatigue all over his body. But, there was something moving his hand at the moment.

“What time is it now?,” asked Agam to tighten his embrace on Sara who he knew would get out of bed.

“Jam 4, Yes. It's time to pray dawn,” replied Sara who sounded tired.

Sara must have been exhausted. Last night was out of their habit all this time. I call it a great night.

“Mas pray too, yes ..”

Since Japan, Agam has become familiar with Sara's habits every morning. Since then, Sara has always asked him to pray. Which eventually became the new habit of Agam until now.

But this time the story is different. His tiredness was like pulling his body violently attached to the bed.

“Half an hour later, yes,” his door welcomes as he hugs Sara even tighter so that she can smell Sara's neckline full of her beloved scent. Musk-vanilla.

Sara even hit his arm. “Iih ... We still have to take a big shower first.”

Big shower? Ah yes, all night ...

And just like that, his energy seemed to come back full. Agam immediately jumped up. Still hugging Sara, she said, “You tired?”

Sara beat him again. “Mas, iih ... Se-ma-la-man!”

Agam chuckles. Then, “One more time, yes. 5 minutes.”

“Haaa? Mas, Mas, .. hmmp ..”

Too late .. Sara's mouth was again smothered with her lips until she could no longer call her name.