The Grief of the Two Red Lines
Brian's Secret

"I feel like I want to have a chat with the boy" Revi said, bribing his food. "What's his name?"

"Tone". Answer Zaira just sat down while putting the sauce in the Revi pinta earlier.

"Why?" Hani asked who was staring at her HP screen. He had already been eating his food.

"Eitherway. I was also curious and eager to ask him to fill out a questionnaire".

"You think he's got a nuisance?" Ask Hani wonder.

Revi nodded. "Just my prasangkaku. That's why I want to talk to him directly".

"Well! My dimsumku! Why stay 2!" Hani glanced at Revi next to him. "You!!"

"Well, I thought you were full. Haha". The killer laughed guiltlessly.

"Ah, you are!" Hani wrapped her finger around Revi's neck. Shaking his neck until Revi's hair fell apart.

"Geez, geez. Haha I'll buy it.." Revi shrugged his shoulders amusedly. His hands can't do anything with the sauce.

Besides, Zaira was just pensive. The food was not touched much. He felt strange because he met Nada continuously. But he brushed it off by thinking that this was just a coincidence.

"Hey.. Never mind. Shame to see people". Zaira patted Hani's arm slowly which was still stuck to Revi's neck.

"He's this haphazard!"  Hani released his grip and started to manyun.

"Why don't you eat. I'm, right, so taste".

"It was still hot, you know. It's hot!"

Indirect disputes subsided. The two are always fighting. Hah. whereas it is old, inner Zaira.

After eating, they were not finished there. Revi proposed again.

"You yeah? Yes yes yes?" Revi whined like a child who asked to be accompanied by his mother.

Zaira glanced at the small watch on her right wrist.

"It's only 8 o'clock..". Revi Whine.

"Yes, come on".

"Yeeee.."

Revi raised his hand high. Glad to be playing again.

Arriving where Revi wanted to be.

They sat on a long sofa. Lights on the flickering stel by Revi.

"Hello.  Ha. hu.." Revi's voice echoed in the room. "Ayooo who wants to sing..."

Hani and Zaira put their hands in their ears. Revi's voice shook their hearts.

"Ohhh.why use screaming, clean!" Hani's voice is no less noisy even without a mic.

"Hehehe. Then then. Let me sing first." Revi chose dangdut. He wobbled to attract Hani. Initially upset, now Hani sang and swayed. Zaira just laughed at the behavior of her friends while chewing snacks.

Hahaha.they laughed cheerfully looking at the score on the screen.

"It's so bad your voice, Rev. Haha. Look, Ra, it's worth it". Ejek Hani laughed at Revi's score of just 46.

"Hey, this is your ugly voice. You're the one who bothered me to sing." Timpal Revi will not lose.

"You guys, you're three heads but you're still a rich high school kid". Zaira laughed from earlier seeing the behavior of these two people.

"We have to be happy, yes. Remember that. So as not to wrinkle and stay young. Haha". Revi's voice trembled throughout the room until it pierced through the wall of the next room. Ah Really noisy...

*****

I don't think the clock shows at 11 p.m.

Zaira walked towards the door of her house carrying several shopping bags. He reached into the bag looking for the key. Suddenly the door opened from inside. Brian stood at the door. Zaira kept silent.

"Not in?" Ask Brian gently.

'Ah. I think she'll be angry' her inner.

Brian let his wife clean up without asking. There were a lot of questions on his mind.

Zaira came out of the bathroom. She was wearing her sleepwear.

"I made you hot chocolate, your favorite." Brian pointed at the glass on the table next to their bed.

Uh. Hot cocoa. It's been a long time since it ran out last month he forgot to buy it during monthly shopping.

Zaira grabbed a glass and sat down on the edge of the bed, next to Brian. Zaira knew that Brian had questions for her. Indeed, every time Brian did this, there must be something he asked or suspected.

Zaira waited, but Brian didn't budge. The chocolate in his grasp was almost gone.

"Ask." Zaira. He no longer wants to wait. He wants to sleep. His feet were tired from walking here and there accompanying his friends to walk.

Brian tilted his seat facing his wife. Closer to Zaira.

"I don't have a problem, Mom." Somehow her feelings told her that it was Brian who was hiding something from her.

"All right, sweetheart. Maybe you're still sad about the test results." Zaira was silent. "Let's both forget about it. Back like we were before, huh?" Brian stroked his wife's cheek.

Alright. Maybe I am too carried away by feelings. Think Zaira. Because now her husband is like Brian whom she has known all along.

Zaira put the chocolate down. "I'm sorry, Mom." She hugged her husband. I feel guilty for my bad feelings today. Plus her badmood on the person she just met earlier. New acquaintances, have brought up his children who have not even been born into the world, meet everywhere. Ah. Brian's embrace really healed his sanity.

"Why apologize?" Brian was still stroking his wife's hair.

Zaira let go of a hug. Started to tell me how upset he was with the son of the new hospital chief he knew. Fortunately, his friends took him out and had a little fun.

"Yes, the streets." Brian's face was flat. His wife could have gone out without permission like this.

"Sorry.." Zaira looked down, admitting her mistake.

"I know you must be tired of your work. It's okay to have fun. Whatever it is, I'm still your husband. I deserve to know wherever you go"

"Yes I'm sorry, Mom."

"alright. How was the operation?" Same question with the same answer.

"Fluent". Zaira smiled brightly. His heart was gone one by one. "At least, just a minor operation". Zaira slid down next to Brian and pulled out the blanket.

"How can lung surgery be a mild surgery". Ask Brian in surprise. Laughing at Zaira.

"Haha. Look, Mas, he means..."

Zaira explained. So did Brian who told me everything he did today. They are engrossed in telling each other's activities before going to bed as they always do.

*****

This morning as usual, Brian was preparing to run off in the morning.

"Darling, I'm jogging..". Brian shouted from the front of the house so that his wife who was in the kitchen heard.

"Sebentaarr..". I heard the answer from within. Before long, Zaira was out in sportswear.

"Lohs. What do you want?" Brian asked who was confused by the appearance of his wife this morning.

"You what, what. Yes, take up sports." Zaira put a small towel around her neck. "yuk".

Brian was silent for a long time. Looking in confusion towards Zaira.

"Ayoo, what's so dumb?"

Ask Zaira to spread her mind.

"Ah. just wonder. Kok tumben, that's it".

"Want your nemenin. Mumped wiken" Zaira pulls Brian's arm. He started running small.

They went around the complex park. Interspersed with laughter and jokes Brian to his wife.

"Mas, briefly". Zaira stop. "I'm not strong. Take a break". His voice sounded like breathlessness.

"Ckck, basic. Just two rounds. My wife is weak like this, anyway." On his chin his wife who was breathing.

"That's it. There run again. I'll be there for a second". Said Zaira while pointing at the small shop.

Brian continued to run. Zaira stepped into the small shop and bought a bottle of water. Sometimes she glanced at her husband who had started to move away.

Zaira chose to sit at the end while downing her drink. For a moment she stopped seeing her husband coming to a woman.

Brian looked at the shop where Zaira was. However, as Zaira was sitting at the end almost at the back of the tavern, Brian did not see his wife.

The woman looks familiar. Tell stories while occasionally touching Brian's arm.

Again, Brian stared at the tavern but his eyes did not catch Zaira there. They also ran together. Fun chatting interspersed with laughter.

"Gee.. It's so fun, Brian". Zaira muttered spent her last gulp.

"Who is he? Why wear a mask when you run in the morning?"

As they turned around, Zaira hid behind the Shop.

'Attep. Why did I hide rich caught cheating, anyway?' Her thought. But his body froze there. He looked at Brian who was staring at the store while running. Then he turned and looked at the woman again with a laugh. I don't know what they're talking about.

A few moments later, they stopped on a small bench. The woman gave Brian a bottle of water.

"I think I know that girl, but who does." Zaira tried to see the face of the woman covered in a pink hat, uniquely designed in front of her. Her hair was not visible because it was put in a hat. The woman's body is very good. Seen the shape of the body in care. She wears long leggings and a black sports bra.

Zaira's eyes widened as the woman kissed Brian's cheek. The woman laughed cheerfully as she ran away leaving Brian. What made Zaira very sad, was Brian waving to the woman. Zaira's knees are limp. It was like he was going to collapse.

'Did Mas Bian cheat?'

'Is this why Brother Andre told me to accompany Brian to run in the morning? does he know anything?'

Seriate....