The actor? Who's Afraid!
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"Rayya!"

"Sister Tasya?"

"I'm fine, brother!" My hand held the footsteps of Tasya who was about to hug me.

Maybe what I heard was also Tasya's brother. I don't know when exactly he was behind me.

Along with that, Zain and papa approached. There was tension on both faces. I actually walked past Mas Zain to approach the mama who remained unmoved from the gurney.

I embraced the woman who had defended me in front of the perpetrator, whose incident was her own son. The treatment of his son cannot change my love and respect for the woman in my arms.

"I can explain, Deck!" Mas Zain's voice interrupted me from behind.

"No need, Mom. I've heard it all!"

I stared at the brown bead even though my vision was already blurry, because the tears were starting to crackle. Told him I would stay strong with a smile.

This hand was pulled a little away from my mother.

"You should hear my explanation, Dek. I don't want any misunderstanding between us."

"Mas, aren't we at the Hospital? Why should you bother with a problem like this. We'd better take care of your feelings, to recover quickly."

"Deck-"

"Assalamualaik."

"Waallaikumussalam."

We who were in the room almost simultaneously answered the greetings of someone behind the door. A familiar voice to me.

"Aira Aunt!"

"How are Auntie and Om Rahman here?" In the middle of the woman's arms, I was like a raving. Tears flowed because they were unbearable.

"Zain called aunt a few minutes ago. We happened to be in Jakarta. Um you have seminars around here, so all of you come here, look at Ms. Renata with you too."

"I miss Auntie."

"Tante misses you too. After having a husband you forget the same aunt. Don't you want to meet Saffa with Gea?"

"I miss Saffa and Gea too."

After releasing a hug, Aunt Aira looked at my face that had been flooded with tears.

"What is this, baby!" Both of his hands were used to cupping my face.

"If it's like this, people will think Zain made you cry. Hey dong, honey. Auntie's here, we can be as happy as possible."

"Have a husband to be a crybaby. Mana Rayya who is always cheerful and always makes a fuss even to determine what is above what is below."

"Mas!" Aunt Aira hit the hand of om Rahman who almost punched my nose that was full of cargo.

"Sad people are still being bullied!"

Om Rahman just smiled in response to his wife's nagging. Zain smiled even though he was clumsy.

"How are you, Om," Zain said to the man who had just rattled the top of my hijab. Then the two hugged each other.

"How's your hand, Zain? I'm sorry, when Rayya told me you were hurt, we couldn't come to see you."

"No papa, Om. It's better too. The kids are invisible, Om?"

"Saffa must go to school, while our youngest is entrusted with the same oma. Pity if you have to travel long distances." Aunty Aira who answered Zain's question.

Now Aira's aunt approached her mother, hugged her and asked each other for news. So did Rahman on papa. Tasya was still where he stood, I knew he was so awkward to blend in with our family.

*****

"Dec, eat first. I know you haven't eaten anything since."

"I'm not hungry, Mom. Offer it to Tasya, she hasn't eaten yet."

After my rejection, the plastic-wrapped food box finally put Zain in the seat to my right. And he sits on the left.

Other than offering food, there was no conversation between the three of us, even though we sat in a straight line. Before and after.

"Dec, I'm sorry, yeah. I can explain everything."

"Dek, dong by the way. I'd rather be scolded by you, than I didiemin you're like this."

This time was also the same, a rough gasp in response to my refusal to talk to him.

It turned out that Zain got up from his seat, and rested before me.

My hand, which I had put on my thigh, immediately folded in front of my chest, before Zain touched it.

"Sir, if you keep this up, I'll kiss you. It doesn't matter we're in a public place and seen a lot of eyes."

My response was currently winking twice. Maybe Zain had this weird idea to tear me down. She thinks I'm a pervert, what?

His hands, which were on my knees, were moving towards my waist. Now really that hand is coiling there.

Is Zain going to do something? If, yes, maybe my knee could talk.

"I'm no longer a bluff, Dek. I'll do it now if you don't believe."

"Rayya!"

"Bang Adam!"

I immediately put away Zain's hand that was coiled around my waist, then moved from my seat when I saw Adam's bang reciting my name.

No matter what Zain's struggle was halfway through, he wanted to land his kiss.

I removed his mouth with my palm so I could get closer to Adam's bang.

"You're going to pick up Doctor Wanda, huh, Bang?" Three-finger smile I snapped in front of Adam's bang.

"What are you doing here? Coming to the Hospital, has it really become your hobby?"

"Ah, Brother. Where there's such a thing." Not just a reflex, but it was intentional I pat his sturdy arm.

"Rayyah! I still want to live longer!" adam's bang made me widen my eyes.

"I'm sorry, Bang. Sick, huh?" Now I gently brush the arm I hit earlier with regret.

Unexpectedly, behind his body turned out to feel pain due to being hit by a woman. Though not very tight, I hit him.

"It feels like a life-revouring angel, one step closer." Bang Adam is even more raving.

I decided to close my nose sniffing it, who knows Adam was drunk. It just smells of mint.

"Rayyah! You can make your brother hang on a gini." Bang Adam took a step back. I took one step forward anyway.

"We're in the Hospital, Bang. All heart chek-ups, all right!"

"That's not what I mean!"

"Keep, what do you mean, Bang?" I asked innocently.

"Look behind you!"

I followed the lead of Adam's bang.

It turned out that Zain was standing there. His hands were folded in front of his chest, his eyes were sharp and focused on looking at me like an eagle.

Sorry, I'm not daunted.

"That's it, Bang. Leave it alone," I said again facing the Adam bang.

"Oh, another fight? Why drag me into your trouble?"

"No! I'm not mak-" I was cut because Zain pulled my hand until I took three steps back.

"Don't be rude to your wife, Zain!"

Adam's bang hand was already perched on Zain's mas arm which he used to pull me.

It seems like this could be a big misunderstanding, if I don't explain the truth. Mas Zain just pulled me, not rude at all.

"Don't interfere!" Mas Zain tried to shake Adam's hand. But it looks like Adam's bang gripped Zain's gold arm tighter.

God, why does everything have to end this way.