WEARY
Longs

Seconds have changed minutes, minutes have changed with hours. And the clock is slowly turning time into a day.

The days have passed, now eight months has been their marriage.

The more time passed, the longer the distance between the two.

Bram who often comes home late at night, and Rea who is increasingly quiet.

Bram who often does not give news, and Rea who is often impressed to let.

Their household felt empty, there was no more warmth in it.

***

Bram woke up when the clock on the wall was already showing at 08:30.

He looked at his bedside, and Rea was no longer there.

The morning sunlight entered through the window that was already open, Bram frowned and covered his eyes with one hand because of the bias of light through his vision.

Bram woke up and then took a shower, followed by breakfast which was already available on the table.

But he was confused because from earlier he had not seen his wife, not usually Rea went without saying goodbye and permission from her. Bram takes the phone and calls Rea. There was only the voice of the operator, the number could not be reached.

Various questions arise in Bram's mind, where did the dimpled woman go. No sign of his departure.

Let alone go where, just wake up not.

Anxious starts to approach, but Bram brushes over. She assures herself that Rea is fine.

Picking up the bag and car keys lying on the bedside table, Bram decided to go to the office.

***

"Bro, very tangled face. Any more problems with my sister-in-law?"

"Ck ... How many times do I have to say, if you want to come in knock on the door first! You think this office got lo, huh? Mending you out now, rather than your salary I cut!" Bram stared intently at Aziz who suddenly entered his room without knocking on the door first.

Aziz approached Bram, then on the sofa opposite him. He loosened his tie a little, then took the phone in his pants pocket.

"Lo know, I haven't been able to fully eat Ayra. But that doesn't mean I want to play behind or betray Rea. I just don't have the heart to see Ayra no one takes care, I just can't bear when she needs me, and I don't exist. It hurts her, you imagine how I am, Bro." Bram looked at Aziz and massaged his head slowly.

"You're wrong, bro. Love Ayra, but what has she done to you? It's really bad, isn't it! While Rea who does not understand anything, you invite him to enter your life, you wasted. As your cousin, I have a right to remind." Aziz spoke while playing his HP, which from earlier sounded a few notifications, a sign of many incoming messages and asked for a reply.

"Rea is quiet now, this morning she left without my permission. He is busy now, even welcoming me home is rare. I feel so much about him. I've tried to scrape the distance, but it's a waste." Bram looks at the photo of his wedding to Rea at his desk. Rea looks very pretty with her makeshift makeup, and the white kebaya that is attached fits snugly on her tiny body.

"Lo must be differentin, where stupid and where good. Stupid and nice is the difference, bro. You marry Rea, so you can protect her, right? That's good, as long as you can keep the commitment from the beginning.

Lo nemenin Ayra everywhere, trying to always be there when she needs. That stupid. Wh why? People will not repeat the same mistakes. You mean what I mean?" Aziz got up from his seat, then passed out without saying goodbye. The look on his face revealed a great annoyance.

After Aziz's death, Bram just sat there staring at their wedding photo taken eight months ago.

At that moment, Bram could feel the great affection of Rea, feel how caring his wife was, and how happy the beautiful woman was.

But now, Bram couldn't feel all that. Even to do the duty of husband and wife alone, Rea seems forced. Because there are no more warm hugs or beautiful words that can be intoxicating.

Bram feels like he failed to make his wife happy, just because he cares too much for Ayra. He knows this is wrong, very wrong.

He was determined to fix everything, following what Rea did to him was tantamount to making their distance even further. Bram will budge, throw away his ego. Because he realized, the woman really meant a lot in his life. There is an overwhelming sense of loss when their relationship is strained.

***

Elsewhere, Rea goes to a restaurant that Karin had agreed to. They'll meet this morning at 09:00.

Rea accidentally arrives early, not wanting her best friend to wait. In addition, she was lazy to eat a table with her husband that was filled with silence. I don't know since when the distance began to be created, but increasingly felt.

From the glass window in front of him, Rea saw Karin had already arrived. By only using a t-shirt and jeans, her best friend still looks very beautiful. Karin is a little tomboyish, but her heart is very soft and generous.

"Hey, bengong! Friends come, not welcome, but silence. Still thinking about the problem you told me about last night?" When he arrived, Karin sat down and asked a question.

"I know he's cheating on you, Rin. Maybe it was Ayra who was more worthy to be with him than I was." Rea spoke while holding back the clear crystal that would soon fall when he blinked.

"Bram can't do such a lowly thing, Re. I can value your husband how he is. You just need to be open, heart to heart. Have good communication." Karin's eyes glazed over, she also felt the sadness that Rea felt.

"She was willing to accompany Ayra in the hospital until late at night, she was willing to accompany Ayra wherever she asked, even she was willing to make the second me and Ayra her priority. Is that not love? Mother herself showed me their photos, she indirectly asked me to step down. I'm not wanted, Rin." Rea was already unable to contain her anymore, her cries breaking.

Karin immediately hugged Rea, trying to win her over. He would make calculations on Bram, for he had hurt Rea blatantly.