The actor? Who's Afraid!
Lavenders

"this!"

Just entering the room, Zain had poked me with a handpone in his hand. Detective oppa calling, on the screen. Zain's face was so gloomy.

In the end I told honestly who I kept with that name on my handpone.

"Don't interfere with other people's problems, De!" His advice after we sat on the edge of the bed side by side.

I stopped trying to find out anything about them before, but when the woman named Lisa threatened Tasya, my heart felt bad. I can't imagine being in Tasya's position. That's why I asked Detective Oppa again to find out the story of the three of them.

"That kind of thing is privacy. You could be in breach of privacy, De!" he said while pulling me to lean on his shoulder.

"Sorry, Mas. But ...."

"What?"

"Mas Zain really is a businessman what a lawyer? Hapal's a violation problem."

Zain smiled as he stroked this cheek with his hand still wrapped in a cast.

"There's no harm in learning everything."

"Well, how did you get me to the table?" Now the direction of the question I deflected so far, the hand with the cast was tapping with the finger.

"It's healed, De. It's just sprains." Zain moved his normal-looking hand.

Suddenly the ringing of the mobile phone was again heard by the object. Detective oppa calling, back decorate screen. Zain seemed to be exhaling a rough breath.

"Let me do the talking!" Zain took the flat object that was lying beside me. Before Zain could speak, the connection was interrupted followed by several incoming messages.

After reading the message, Zain and I could only look at each other. During this time the terror experienced by Tasya masterminded Ferdi's first wife. In fact, Tasya had repeatedly received death threats from the woman, only Ferdi was always hiding Tasya from his first wife.

As much as that Tasya loved the husband who married her on the basis of debt guarantee. So that he was able to maintain his household so far. In my heart I felt awe as well.

"Not to think about it, De. We better get some sleep, it's night."

I obeyed his words, but after a long time lying down, these eyes could not be closed. My mind is still full of information.

"Mas, aren't you worried?" I tilted my body to face Zain.

"It's none of our business, De!" he said he was still sitting with a book in his hand. He was the one who took me to bed but was busy with his book.

"But it's about life, Mas. I'm afraid something happened to Tasya!"

"What can we do?"

"We can still protect her, Mas!"

"Why should I bother protecting a woman who's nobody?" His eyes turned to look at me. "I told you to just ignore it, what if you end up getting dragged into their problems. You were the target of that woman. I don't want you to get hurt, De!"

Zain's words have a point. There's been enough misunderstanding about me from their problems. Hopefully Lisa can already tell which Tasya where Rayya is.

"Mas, when to look at the book and the wife is taken!"

I used this palm to cover the book so that Zain would stop reading it.

"But fishing, by the way!"

In the end I managed to get Zain to release his book. He lay down next to me and let his firm arms become a pillow.

"Mas, thanks, huh?"

"For?"

"Everything."

Thank you for keeping my feelings in check for just thinking about my safety and ignoring other women who could hurt me. The threat of losing life is serious.

I put my hand around her stomach, a kiss on the cheek I also gave.

"Sleep, De. Before anyone wakes up."

Zain changed his sleeping position to face me, letting me sleep in his arms after a kiss on my forehead.

*****

I was the one helping Zain dry his hair after the shower taking the time to nod.

"Don't force it, Mom. If it still hurts."

"Just the ballpoint pen I'm holding, De. Don't worry about overdoing it." Zain twisted his body, so that it faced each other with me.

"Okay," I replied as I pinched the husband's chubby cheek.

"But Mas Zain can't bring his own car yet." I reminded back.

"Order a taxi online, De."

"Why again? Want to make me late for work like before?" Zain asked after I kept silent for a while.

I'm shaking. I'll grab a tie and put it on Zain's collar.

"What the hell, De? If there's something that's been talked about. If I suddenly start licking, I don't know where I'm wrong!"

"No crap!" Answer's short.

"The look from your face, De. What makes you angry?"

I hesitate to say it, it seems I am not ready if I have to withstand the longing with a distance of seven hours. Why wives can take off their husbands for days, months and even years away from their husbands. Don't they miss?

"Can I come?" my door whined a little. Zain smiled then grabbed me in his arms.

"There's Tasya at home. We're being groomed to look after her, until her husband returns. If you come, do you want, Tasya also goes with us?"

I shook my head quickly.

*****

"Rayya!"

"Yes, Brother!"

As I was watering the flowers in the garden behind Tasya approached.

"It seems I should go back to my house."

"But, Brother. Your husband asked you to stay with us first. For your safety." His hands are so cold.

"I'm worried that my presence here will harm you as well. Like last night."

"Don't worry, Brother. We can both protect each other if the woman comes again." I tried to encourage her to have her mind burden slightly reduced.

"Sister, what flowers should I plant so that the garden does not look empty." I switched the conversation to the park. Tasya likes to take care of flowers, it can certainly distract a bit of his worries.

"What flowers do you like?" he asked with eyes scanning the garden where there were only a few flower trees. Idea succeeded.

"I don't know any flowers, brother. I only know roses, jasmine, orchids and bank flowers Kak, the others to me are the same. Both flowers."

In the end the corner of Tasya's lips published a slight smile. Then he went down to the garden to rearrange the flowers I planted randomly.

"Well, Kaka turned out to be very talented in decorating the garden." my praise was satisfied with Tasya's hand. Zain will definitely be more comfortable hanging out here while staring at neatly arranged flowers.

"What is Kaka school for decorating?" many enthusiast.

"No. I just follow my instincts," he said humbled, even though the results of his hands were truly extraordinary.

"My mother loved flowers, I always by her side every time I took care of her beloved flowers. Sometimes go to buy flowers or just see the beauty." Tasya told me about the flowers and her mother with a sad face.

"Until the end of his life he was still taking care of the flower garden in front of our house. Our favorite flower is the same, lavender. Lavender flowers symbolize devotion, purity, and love. Like my mother who was so loyal to my father. I also want to follow in his footsteps to be loyal to one man."

My mind suddenly overthrew when I heard Tasya and Zain's favorite flowers were lavender.