The Choice of Old Man
Nausea And Dizziness

Keenan looked at his face in the rearview mirror, tidying up the gray hoodie sweater he was wearing while covering his black hair. The school farewell event has arrived, at this time his car pulled over on the side of the road right in front of the border wall of Pradita Dirgantara High School.

Starting today, Keenan will show the real face of Hoodie who has been dubbed as a hero by the community. For a long time he did not appear like this in front of Alexa or in the public eye. That was all the police's request, for fear that something would happen to Keenan.

"Honey, I'm coming."

A smile rose on Keenan's face, staring at the flower bucket next to his chair. Long enough to look at the object, Keenan finally grabbed a bouquet of roses and parked his car in the school area. As soon as he got down from the cabin, he was immediately greeted by a lively view in front of him.

The man's eyes wandered to and fro, looking for Alexa on the rows of benches of students in the tent. His wife sat on the second row. Keenan leaned against the car door, noticing Alexa's pouting face from a distance.

Keenan sighed. "Beautiful I am."

Some students were called by a teacher, telling them to line up in front of the homeroom teacher. Hearing the name Alexa called, Keenan stepped slowly. The school began to remove the tie in the collar of the uniforms of each student who had graduated. After finishing removing the tie, Alexa and the other students crucified the back of her homeroom hand.

Alexa and Keenan view meet. She smiles when she sees her husband at her school's farewell. Though previously, Keenan refused to come because he was busy in the office. Naturally, Alexa was a bit disappointed back then, she just wanted someone she loved to see the momentum today.

"Alexa." Keenan's smile greeted Alexa. The hand that was grasping the flower bucket was waving towards Alexa.

For a moment, Alexa looked at the gray hoodie Keenan always wore while disguised as Hoodie. He missed that figure, the one who always protected him from distress. Keenan widened his smile even more, looking as the man spread out his hands.

Without caring about the people around, Alexa immediately squandered her arms on the shoulder of her husband. Spontaneous flower bucket in Keenan's grasp fell over.

"Eh, uh, that's ... That ever went viral on social media, right?"

"Kok, can Alexa know that hero?"

"I don't care about this. The important thing is that I can sign him. Aaaa!"

Keenan grabbed the flower bucket under his feet. He put one hand in his pocket, the other thrust the plant into Alexa. "It's for My Honey, Bunny Sweety, Lo—"

"Stop!" quick Alexa refutation. "Where did Lo learn those words? I have the creeps to know the horror."

"From Regan. He said to say romantic guy."

"Romantic? Romantic fuck, it's called alay. If you want romantic, kiss his wife's cheek kek jidat or something."

Keenan looked down, aligning his height with Alexa. Then he kissed the wife's cheek. "Belcome? Is it less?"

"I—"

Not yet Alexa said, the students came swarming Keenan which they know as Hoodie. They asked for a photo together and the man's signature. Alexa who was near Keenan was encouraged by them. Keenan could not refuse their request, then wrote his name on the school uniform and the cover book of the students.

Keenan realized something was wrong with his wife. He thanked the students for idolizing Hoodie. After that, Keenan split the road toward his wife. Alexa describes what she feels.

"Can the road be?" ask Keenan to panic.

Alexa put a hand on her temple and shook her head. "Gue's dizzy, Brother Keen, can't walk."

"Rilex, close your eyes." The man held one arm of Alexa on his shoulder while lifting the body of the wife. He asked one of the students to deliver his message to the school, Alexa could not follow the farewell event until it was finished.

****

Kenzo noticed a girl lying weakly on a single bed. For a few days he continued to visit the hospital after college. Adelin Clara. Yes, the girl was his childhood friend. Doctors diagnosed Clara with end-stage blood cancer. Doctors said his age would not last long.

The main reason Clara returned to Indonesia to undergo intensive care in hospital. He had been suffering from cancer for a long time, only he dared to tell Kenzo.

"Before I die, I want to feel the name of being married. Please call Keenan here, I want him to be the groom." Clara lirih asked.

"In kayak gini conditions you still think Keenan? The guy who never loved you? I know you like Keenan from the past, but ...."

"This is the last ... After I left everything is done. I'm not going to disturb Keenan's life or yours." The water flowed down Clara's eyes. He stared in full supplication at Kenzo.

"Okay. I did it for you." Kenzo grabbed the back pocket of his pants, then dialed Keenan's number to talk about Clara.

The girl combed her hair with a finger. However, some of his black hair fell out quite a lot. Seeing her, Clara immediately cried as she pleased. Kenzo slammed his phone into the couch.

"My hair is getting thinner, later I am bald, and I continue to be ugly during the wedding days," said Clara.

"Nobody said you were ugly. I'm pretty in my eyes." Kenzo sweeps through Clara's hair strands. The girl closed her eyes, as if she knew what her childhood friend would do next.

Kenzo links his fingers in Clara's fingers. Slowly but surely, their lips touched gently, the man's head moved to the left right. Clara, lulled in Kenzo's tongue, replies to the kiss. As a result of long stay in Singapore, activities like this are also common for him.

"Originally you know, the person who once promised you was not Keenan. But me, Clar. You want to, huh? Marriage with me. Let my brother be happy with his own choice." said Kenzo meekly.

"I'm sorry, I can't, Ken. My heart only goes to Keenan."

"Conscious, Clara. Until the end of the day, Keenan will not accept your feelings. He's just in love with his wife, not you." Kenzo kissed the back of Clara's hand. "Gue promise, once we get married, I won't hurt you."

Clara closed her eyes, leaning her face at the man. Their lips are back together. Kenzo considers Clara's silence a 'yes'. Just this time Clara felt spoiled by a man, her father and mother never spoiled her for being too busy at work.

TBC.