Mr. Amnesia's Wife

Mr. Amnesia's Wife
Sometimes silence is better.


"Hey, guys! Fascinating at home like this. Disrespectful" said Mami Bianca, who ran to the two.


"It's not polite on the outside, it's your own home. Weekkk," Aida stuck out her tongue.


"You, the longer the less polite. Iiisssh!"


"Udah, Mum. Want to do sports too?" ray asked, looking calm about breaking up the two.


"Yes, Mommy every day off, definitely a sport. Same with you, right?"


"Either, Ray doesn't remember." he replied briefly.


"Udah ah, Aida is tired." lamented Aida, breaking away from her husband.


"I'm a sportsman, you're tired."


"Au ah," Aida stood up, then left Rayan who was still lying there.


Ray continues his sport. This time, the barbell he held. His occasional glances at Mami Bian. He tried to hone back, all the memories with his stepmother.


"Well, and I love you very much. But... Everything feels weird. Moreover, with the attention He gave." thought Ray.


Back, in the early memories they can be together. When Mami Bian became the guardian, in every school or campus event that Ray lived.


" Why, baby? Anybody want to ask?" tole Mami Bian on him.


" Papa, why did he die?"


"accidents. His car was hit by a truck. Mami was attending your graduation at the time." replied Mami.


Rayan looked back, to hone her memory.


"Yes, Mommy's honest. I remember," inwardly Ray. He asked a few questions, and Mami Bianca answered them spontaneously and honestly.


"Since Papi's death. There was a commotion at the company. You, Dev, and Sam. An alternative to replace Papi. Sam's your assistant, and Dev's the manager there."


"Why, like there's a difference of views, between Dev and Sam?" Ray went back further.


"Sam is submissive, while Dev talks too much. You know, sometimes people talk a lot, it's a lot of enemies. Sometimes, it's better to be quiet and pretend not to know, it keeps us safe."


Ray was silent again. Return to digest with what He got this morning. Filter and collect data, which He needs to re-correct the real problem.


*


" Sporting. But grandma's dropping by bothering me, sprain me."


"Well, you know it's disturbing, even in staying away."


"Eh, yes. I forget. But.... Ah, it's ah. As a whole me." Aida twisting body. But, his steps came to a halt when Someone came in and approached him.


"Aida, you?" look at Dev, a little intense.


"Sorry, Aida is new to sports." Aida's face flushed red, especially with her skimpy sportswear.


Dev smiles, then opens the suit and puts it on Aida.


"Lucky home. Next time, don't." said Dev..


"Yes, sorry." nodded Aida.


"You coming, Dev?" greet Ray's out of his gym.


"Yes... Didn't I ask you to come? Or, are you asking me to take Aida to meet Mama? Ah, I forgot?" canda Dev's. Replied Ray's flat smile.


"Yes, I will prepare Nur, for you to take."


"Mas, how?" Aida squinted her eyes. Ray took her in his arms, and immediately took Aida up to their room.


"Well, how do I tell Aida to come?"


"Not her, want to see Mama Lia?"


"Yes, but I want you to come along. Aida doesn't want to be alone."


"Nur the same Mei. Not alone." replied Ray, taking off Dev's suit attached to Aida's body. He pushes Aida's body, walking together towards the bathroom.


"Why what?"


"Lah's mandi? Shower together." tickle Ray on Aida's shoulder.


"Aaaaaa, don't want to. It would be a lie to just shower together. There's gotta be something she wants."


"It only wants one. Come on," push Ray again. Aida holds her hand at the door, but Ray lifts Aida's tiny body. Feels so light.