The Story Behind the Curtain
Cuek attitude and new Car

mending me anterin just now, grumbled Rafan in the heart.

In his panic, Rafan calls Erli. The tone of the phone still rang and a few seconds later the wife picked up the call from him.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Rafan.

"Please, get me my ATM card in the drawer of the desk!" rafan lirih.

"I mean Mas ... Anterin to school?" ask Erli from the other end of the phone.

"Yes" he said, looking at the watch that was coiled around his left wrist.

"Now Mas?"

"When are you going to?"

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Assalamualaikum," said Erli across the phone.

"Getishalight."

The man who had a Korean oppa-oppa haircut ran towards the school gate. When he got there, he found neither Galang nor the security guard; the school gatekeeper.

Already dizzy looking for the existence of Galang— stepbrother he did not visit he found, there Rafan only saw a new type Xenia car parked right in front of the entrance of the school yard.

In his heart wondered where the brother was, but Rafan's gaze did not turn away from the car he had been craving since last month.

"Always make me worry," he muttered with an anxious face, Rafan's tail eyes catching the figure of the man walking over to him.

As the man drew closer, Rafan turned around and stared intently at Galang who had appeared from behind a tree on the edge of the school fence.

"Where's the guy you hit?" rfor Rafan's.

"About any," replied Galang while stroking the front hood of the car which had been stared at by the younger brother.

"Just really, Mas!" Grunts resentfully, "where's the kid you hit?" ask Rafan back.

"It's just prank ...," said Galang excitedly.

"So don't like me as much as you joke, Mas. Not funny, I swear!" lamented grunt.

"Gue doesn't like this game either," he explained in a deep voice.

Rafan stared intently at Galang who was still standing beside the car.

"Continue?" Netra Rafan.

"Liet bro! I do this for the sake of your birthday gift," concluded Galang while raising both eyebrows.

"Not to scratch! Because of you, I sent Erli here."

Galang grabbed the brother's hand and gave him the keys to the car that was in my jacket.

"What's this?" Looking at Galang curious.

"Puncture teeth!" he said annoyed, "had known it was a key still a lot, can you not see clearly?" Gets a little aggression with a flat face Rafan expression.

"Gue also knows this is the key. What do I mean, what's this key for?" Still insist on asking things that are clearly the point. However, Rafan is busy questioning Galang's goal.

Erli who just got off the taxi online immediately snatched Rafan's greeting, "That's a gift from Mas Galang. Yeah, right, Mas?" Tilting his head to see Galang.

"Hmm ...," muttered Galang puzzled.

Erli hurriedly nodded his head.

"Yes, that's a gift from me. Lo like no?" Galang patted Rafan's arm.

"It's expensive, where'd you get that kind of money?"

"Mas, it's not polite that rich!" rebuked Erli with his soft voice.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like gifts this expensive! And again ... I already have a car, even butut," he said while throwing the car keys.

"Fa! Very rare lo the same me," Galang sneer, "far-away I came, instead of welcome even lo hina rich gini. Do I know what I am in your life?"

Rafan bak's heart was slashed to hear his brother's words, so far Galang has never complained about his sister's attitude. In the eyes of Rafan and Rania, Galang is a perfect big brother. He always taught many things and he was also a substitute for the figure of the father who had long died.

Rafan walked with his head bowed toward Galang, "I'm sorry, Mas! I made your heart hurt." Hugged Galang tightly.

"Far-away! If Diandra and Vania see, I guess I ...." Galang's words stopped for a moment, "ih serem!" The man was horrified to imagine something strange lodged in his brain.

"what the hell, Mas? I'm still normal too" for Rafan while wagging the work uniform he's been wearing since morning.

Erli laughed at Galang's random attitude; the white man could always melt the awkward atmosphere and he was also amazed by the way Galang brought his two younger siblings together. Outsiders looked at Galang with an attitude of urgency and did not have courtesy.

However, without anyone else realizing Galang is the figure of an adult man in charge of his family. He also likes to joke and always avoids tension.

"Mas .. I say yes. At home there is om and aunt, not good to be left for a long time." Erli grabbed Rafan's hand and his wife kissed his back and palm.

"Yes." Yeah." The words that Erli's earlobe heard.

Her husband hasn't looked at her since she came. Feeling something strange, made him look back at his husband.

"I'm home, you know!" he said he made clear what he was going to do.

Rafan still did not stare at Erli's face even he only answered as briefly as possible.

"Please!"

What's wrong with her? Why so cute with me? Did I make a mistake? Erli's heart kept on speaking. Her husband was acting strangely exactly like Zulaika this morning, what happened? Erli did not understand the obvious, the two people who had always supported him had now been different.

However, Erli tried to think positively. Although his heart was against what he was stressing in his mind at the moment and when he was about to open the car door, Rafan called out to him.

"Wait Erli!" She smiled as she turned to look at her husband.

"What's up, Mom?" asked Erli enthusiastically.

"where's ATM?" Stretching out the hand asking for a different that is similar to E-KTP.

"Well!" Erli's eyes widened after Rafan spoke.

"ATMS!" Rafan pressed his voice.

Erli smiled wryly knowing her husband was just asking for his ATM card. Disappointed? that's certain. However, Erli did not want his dislike until clearly by Rafan or Galang. Erli got into the taxi with a tangled face and he did not look well.

"Miss is fine, isn't she?" That question made Erli's complicated series of thoughts just disappear.

"I'm good, sir." Erli answered quickly.

"But Miss's face says different things" the taxi driver said.

"Yes, I'm not okay" he said.

Erli's words were heard by the taxi driver although not so clear and for the umpteenth time the driver asked the same thing.

"Miss condition is fine?"

"Sir, please focus on driving the car! I want to survive until Home," concluded Erli.

"Neither Non, please forgive me!" The pregnant woman simply nodded without making any sound.

The taxi driver could feel that I was in a bad condition. Oh Allah ... What is this? Earlier this morning my mother, now Mas Rafan who was indifferent. Maybe they started hating me? he murmured in the heart.

Our marriage is coming to an end. However, why does this heart ache like being slashed by a thousand razors, when he does not care about me? Maybe I've fallen in love? Erli did not finish muttering to the point that he was not aware that the taxi he was riding in had entered his residential complex.