
Need some fresh air, maybe this is what Disa is feeling right now. He needs to breathe new air in addition to the oxygen he breathes continuously from Kean's house which begins to feel stuffy. The number of problems makes him unable to think clearly. Crying does not make her feel relieved. Perhaps he needed to go for a moment, inhaling some outside air that could distract his dead-end mind.
Luckily Arini told him to buy some things at the minimarket. Like a child who was told to snack, Disa immediately went to the minimarket with her bicycle. His face looked more cheerful because it was like he had a chance to change his mood.
The cold night air made the fine hairs on his hands bristle. He pulled the jacket on his arm to cover his fingers which were starting to pale with cold.
Can choose to shop at the minimarket located in the center of the town house. In addition to being closer, he felt this was safer. From where he stood, he could see the park of the town house that was quiet and only in the bright lights of the park that lit yellowish. There were some small lights that lit up flickering flickers like a shooting star that landed on top of a tree. It is quite fun to see because in addition to calming also brings a little cheerfulness.
If the time is a lot, it might be nice if he sits in the park while enjoying a warm drink.
“Remember there, don't be long!” he reminded himself. That message that Arini said a few times. It was as if the woman was worried about Disa, worried if something happened to her.
Taking the basket at the door, greeting the mart brothers employee became a pretty warm thing. Disa just smiled back at the greeting of the sweet blue hooded girl. He took out a note from his jacket pocket and looked back at the grocery note Arini ordered.
Starting from buying thin pads because the big mistress is approaching Menopause so her menstruation is only a little. Continue on buying pasta ingredients for his young master, not forgetting the usual soft drinks at Kean and lastly the dishwashing sponge.
A burly hand barely came into contact with him as he was about to take a few small bottles of the drink and Disa reflexively moved away.
“Sorry,” said a voice that is quite familiar with Disa.
Can you directly turn, “Kak reza?” quite surprised to see Reza is in a minimarket that is very far from his home.
“Hay, shopping too?” glancing at the basket held by Disa.
I don't know how long they haven't seen each other let alone talked. Reza used to contact him very diligently. At the very least, the greeting of good morning and before going to bed became a mandatory message that he sent to Disa.
“Em yes, this is the order of lady arini. Brother reza buy what?”
“Em this?” brandishing a bottle of hot drink in a random pick-up.
“What should be so far? In another mini market closer than kak reza house there is also right?” shoot Disa while scrunching her forehead. Too strange according to him, all the way to this minimarket just to buy a drink for deep heat.
“Hehehe.. Appearance if I lied.” Reza put the drink back in his hand which he did not intend to buy. Change the coffee-based drink. He did not come to buy this drink. He wanted to meet Disa and make sure the news was okay.
Disa just shook her head, Reza is still the same, not good at lying.
“You want? We can enjoy together in front there.” Pointing towards the park that was seen by Disa.
Little thought but then, “Bby.”
Let's just say it's a good opportunity to slightly reduce the burden on his mind. He needs a friend to talk to or at least accompany him when he feels alone.
“Okey.” Reza immediately smiled with relief. Take two cans of instant coffee and bring them to the cashier. Disa followed behind with a yellow basket in her hand.
They pay for their respective groceries and then exit the minimarket to go to the park. They chose a long bench on the edge of the park to sit back and relax even though in reality there is no word relaxed when they still feel awkward.
The night was already quite late, making not many people pass by. Only small insects fly close to the lights. In each hand held a can of coffee.
“I bukain.” Reza took back the coffee in Disa's hands and opened the lid.
“Still brother.”
“Hem, equally.” Legally.
They both sipped the coffee in their hands and enjoyed the sweet taste mixed with a bit of bitter. The effects of caffeine are immediately felt, their focus and alertness increases rapidly.
“How are you doing?” the first question that Reza really wanted to ask Disa.
Hearing the news of Kean and Clara's matchmaking makes Reza immediately remembered Disa. He thought about how Disa was feeling right now, perhaps fear, sadness, heartbreak or any other feeling Reza could have expected.
“Good.” His answer sounded slow. He looked at the coffee in his hand with a line of smiles that Reza could guess what it meant.
Disa knows, Reza is not really asking news of his health, but the news of his heart that is currently in turmoil.
Reza turned to Disa and looked at her for a moment. Somehow there was always a turmoil of feelings that he could not control when he saw this girl. He still cares about Disa. Really cared so much that her sadness made Reza feel her tightness.
“If you have anything to tell me, I can be horrified. I am still the same reza, who is willing to accompany you for any reason.” He tried to confirm his presence. He wanted to erase the awkwardness that existed between him and Disa.
Can look at him with a smile. Only a few moments until then he looked again at the light yellowish light plus flickering colorful lights that were quite refreshing his eyesight.
Right now there is nothing he wants to tell me. He just wanted to be like this, sitting quietly, without thinking much and enjoying the coffee in his hands. Just let time slow down, second by second change, who knows there will be decisions that he can take to face everything.
Sometimes, we just need to be accompanied without needing to be asked or given advice.
A heavy sigh was heard clearly from Disa's mouth. Reza looked at him but then he just smiled. Disa who was beside him at this moment was a different Disa. Isa who tries not to think much and worry about many things. But he knew Disa felt a little fear.
It might only need to be like this, accompanying Disa to understand her own feelings so that she is stronger to face the next times.
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“Mah, where's disa?” kean's return immediately bore the question when he did not see Disa in his home.
“Can again to minimarket nak. You need something?” Arini immediately approached her son who looked wry.
“Ngak. Where to minimarket? Alone?”
His expression turned anxious, like worrying about something.
He immediately pulled out his phone and saw the position of Disa. Shit, the phone's not on the go.
“Minimarket town house hotel. You why the hell baby, back and forth why directly nanyain dia? Worried as it may be,” Arini asked back, so curious to see the expression of Kean's face that turned upset.
“Hormat he if go do not bring hp.” This handsome man even snorted in annoyance.
“Kean, any hell? Come sit down first. Can take care of yourself really, do not need to be as sweet as that.” Arini pulled her son's hand to sit on the sofa.
Kean said but did not change the look of his cold face. He brushed his hair violently and rubbed his face which ended a deep breath.
Arini looked at her anxious and upset son. It was like there was fear that he was harboring.
“You don't want to tell me anything like mommy? Mamah nungguin. This is confused, actually why you? Face in the bend, over protecting the same in and suddenly back and forth singapore on the same day, already like to go to the land of my brother all day PP.”
Arini could no longer hide her curiosity. It's not usual that he sees Kean like this.
“ Shouldn't be out on your own.” Only that murmur was what Arini then heard.
“Loh why? Disa is not a child. He can go alone. Anyway deket nak, just to minimarket.” Kean's anxiety began to be unreasonable Arini thought. “If there is something, same story. You haven't even told me about your matchmaking problems with Claire. And kinar, tumben-tumbenan not report same mamah.”
His frustration turned to the woman of his trust in the main house. For the past few days there were no messages or calls he had received from Kinar. Whereas usually Kinar always reported the slightest thing to Arini, but at an important time he was silent.
Hearing Arini's question, Kean thought to himself. Honestly, he was grateful when Arini went to Malaysia with his friends. He doesn't have to worry about Arini seeing and hearing anything that's going on here. He did not want to add to the burden of Arini's thoughts that would likely affect his health. Arini's health prognosis is already very good and Kean does not want to spoil it. And Kinar, seemed to have the same thought as him.
“Papah never kidnapped dia.” That sentence became an initial sentence that sounded terrifying. Still remembered clearly the eternal as he chased the car that brought Disa.
“APA?!” Arini cried out in disbelief. She knew her husband was a hard man but did not expect that he could commit such a crime.
Kean nodded slowly. I can guess that this reaction is coming.
“How can? How are you going to keep going? How can you do that?” the consecutive questions he then asked.
“Everything happened during kean and was returned from Bandung. Papah nyuruh om marwan ngerahin will fruit to nyulik there. Kean also did not think papah could do such a thing.”
Arini still did not think. She was still very surprised by what her husband did.
“After the incident, kean tau dia must have been traumatized. Kean heard him cry the night after prayer. Kean really-feeling guilty for making inroads into our family problem.” Kean said regretfully.
It can be imagined how the fear felt by Disa at that time. Plain girl who is always cheerful, it's worth it if now more silent and not talk much. Apparently his fear has not completely disappeared.
“So, these injuries, did you do it?” arini's attention turned to some bruises on Kean's face. It is still a bit vague but not completely gone.
“Not me, papah not touch the slightest strangeness. He's a mess with his people om marwan.” However, kean has to keep Arini's good views on her husband.
It looks like Arini is breathing a sigh of relief. Like some of his anxiety was lost because it was not Sigit who could hit his son.
“Then, your matchmaking with clara?” arini's voice sounded heavy. Saying the word matchmaking was like opening up his memory to what had happened between him and Sigit. He still felt that reluctance. Although in the end she can accept Sigit's presence as her husband and begin to feel love.
“Kean has refused directly matchmaking kean same Claire. But it looks like papah and om brata still can not accept. They continue this matchmaking with or without kean?” consent
There was a rough gasp of breath from Arini with a face that turned soft. Kean's answer was as he had expected.
“Yes that's how you are. He already knows what his mistake was all this time, but instead it was reset.”
Arini grabbed her son's hand and held it tightly.
“But mom agrees you rejected your matchmaking with claire. Mom supports it.” Arini with complete confidence.
Kean slightly scrunched his forehead. “Not that mom really likes claire?” I don't know what made Arini's mind change. In the past, he said Clara was the ideal daughter-in-law for mothers.
“Yes but that was before mamah knew what claire actually looked like.” Arini's face showed disappointment. Her memory plays back how Clara treated her while in America.
“When you were still in America, claire showed her pleasant attitude. Frequently visit and bring mamah food.”
“But after you get home, his attitude changes. Mamah just found out that claire is a short-circuited woman. Could be a whole day waiter he's omely just because of a small mistake. Some nurses who care for mamah often change because they do not receive claire's treatment of them.”
“If there is no work he has all day just lying in his room after a night of drunkenness with his model friends. One of the waiters even said that he saw Clara making video calls with men just wear underwear and talk digress everywhere.”
“Yes you know, claire's life is free. He also might have a girlfriend and such a thing is natural in western countries. But in any case, a woman should keep her honor wherever she lives.”
“One day, when claire came home early and got drunk, she came together. She's yelling. She said her life was boring because she had to take care of an old baby. And mamah realized, that sentence he addressed the same mamah.”
“Mamah thanks marcel ngajak mamah home. Whatever the reason, but mamah is happier because it can be gathered with your mama again.”
Without feeling the tears Arini dripped. As long as Kean is not by his side, his life in America feels like hell. Several times he thought to end his life so as not to bother others. But he tries to hold on with the hope that one day Kean will bring him home.
Hearing Arini Kean's story so sorry. At that time, he did not leave Arini. He should have taken better care of Arini. Letting Arini go through his own difficult times is certainly not an easy thing.
“Sorry kean mah. Kean should be able to take care of mama. Face papah threats and solve everything quickly.” Kean tightened his hand at Arini.
“Iya darling,.. It's not all your fault. Mamah has become a burden for you and makes you always have to obey whatever your wishes papah.”
“Now you are an adult, you have a responsibility towards yourself.”
“Do what you think is right, do not hesitate. Mom will always support you.”
Arini rubbed the face of her son who looked tired. Bruises on his face are still quite visible even though it does not cover his good looks. But still, the heart of the mother who is not sad to see the son she cares about so much must experience something like this.
“Thank you, thank you very much.” Kean grabbed Arini's hand and gently kissed it. She was so grateful that Arini always strengthened her.
“Oh yes, mamah so want nanya, why do you refuse in the same match clara? Clara is the ideal type of woman. Beautiful, smart, nice body, overachiever again.” Arini tried to look at her son's feelings.
Making friends with a beautiful girl is certainly a lot of temptation but Kean is not affected by the charm of Clara and it makes him curious.
“Yes, because kean has no feelings for claire. Period of marriage women who are not love kean.” Follow him innocently.
“Love? Since when do children know love? And who's the girl who made you know love?” lure Arini with a stifled smile. He became anxious himself seeing the misbehaving Kean before him.
Never before had he and Kean discussed such a matter but when he got the chance, it turned out to be a nice thing for him to tease his son.
“Mah, kean is an adult. Chat time kayak gini same mamah.” His face flushed slightly and he did not dare to look at Arini.
“Loh why? Isn't every mother her son's first love? Mamah should know who is my rival now. Hem?” Arini raised her eyebrows waiting for Kean's answer.
Kean even smiled while rubbing his neck awkwardly. It felt very shameful that he had to admit this directly in front of Arini.
“Em, day.” Kean looked at Arini doubtfully.
“Iya, who?” Arini was getting impatient.
“Duh mah, can you not talk later?” Kean went back. His courage is still not big enough, he just scratches his head even though it is not itchy.
“Thou mah, ma'am nungguin tau.” Anxious too Arini to hit his son's arm. Kean only chuckled because he managed to prank his mother.
“Dia,”
“Assalamu ‘alaikum.” a voice at the door shifted Kean and Arini's focus.
Visible Disa who opened the door with a single frenzy in her hand. Thankfully, Kean could sigh in relief. Relieved to make it out of the Arini interrogation zone is also relieved to see Disa coming home in good condition.
“Wa’alaikum salam.” Kean and Arini compact.
What surprised me was that Disa did not come alone. There was someone behind him.
“Malem aunty, bro!” greet Reza who came in close to Kean and Arini.
Kean's face changed quickly. How can Disa come home with Reza this late?
Where did they meet? Or maybe a deal?
Kean immediately looked at Disa sharply and who in the face tried to avoid by approaching Arini. His courage immediately shrieked if he had to face the lion who was jealous and needed an explanation.
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