WEARY
It's his Alas

This morning Rea woke up later than usual.

It's Sunday, Bram all day will spend time at home.

Rea woke up with slightly swollen eyes, a tired body. Questions that need answers.

***

From the direction of the kitchen smelled the aroma of cooking that was so tempting.

From last night he ate nothing, his stomach had not filled at all.

"Darling, are you awake? We have breakfast first yes, this is already made toast the same as your favorite chocolate milk." Bidar Bram with a smile.

Rea's heart melos, Bram's attitude shows absolutely no guilt for the incident last night.

Is Rea's feeling so insignificant to Bram?

Rea sat down and started the breakfast silently, quietly enveloping the breakfast atmosphere this morning.

Bram occasionally glanced at him, making sure that his vision was not wrong. Rea's eyes were slightly swollen, indicating that she cried last night.

Actually Bram did not want to not explain, it's just that he had not found the most appropriate reason. Saying honestly was free would only add to the wound in Rea's heart.

Last night Bram didn't come home soon after dropping off Ayra, he stopped by the office first to pick up a phone while calming his mind and looking for a reason to explain to Rea when he came home. In fact the office is not the right choice to find a solution, his mind is more chaotic and the reason to make Rea calm was not yet found.

Bram is not smart when it comes to lying, because when the lie is created he is afraid of the lie the other lies will follow.

***

Rea's attitude was very cold to Bram, almost half a day only he spent with silence in the room. He would only answer when Bram asked, even then with just a nod or a sling.

This afternoon Bram invited him to watch TV, an attempt to melt the heart of his wife who was in a state of turmoil.

They watch in silence, either pervading the storyline of the film or even wandering in the minds and minds of each.

Bram approached, pulling Rea into his arms. Swiping his back slowly and peeking his forehead deep.

Rea pulled away, turning his gaze in the other direction. He could not stand against Bram's shady eyes.

Bram pulled both of Rea's shoulders, in order to face towards her. Holding both of her cheeks then said,

"Sorry, I must have disappointed you. Mas can explain everything, last night there was a sudden business that you had to deal with. Our furniture business in Bandung is experiencing quite serious problems.

Not not not want to contact you but Mas lowbat battery. I also forgot to bring a charger." Bram looked at Rea's two clingy eyes.

"Is work that important to you, Mom? Do my feelings mean nothing to you? Last night I waited for you anxiously, various bad thoughts raging in the head. And now you're apologizing, not out of intention but out of compulsion."

"Hey, why think that? Trust me, this isn't what you think it is, honey." Bram looks desperate.

"If you really want to apologize, why now? Didn't you do it last night, Mom!"

"Rea stops! You're childish. It's just a matter of dating that's off, and you're exaggerating it with your various bad thoughts. Can you make me feel at home to enjoy my time off rather than having to talk about these very obscure things Re!" Bram's tone rose, his jaw hardened with anger.

Bram passed to the kitchen, pouring a glass of water to divide his throat that felt dry.

He hits the table hard, condemning the stupidity he just committed.

He was sorry, very sorry.

How could his encounter with Ayra last night have had such an incredible effect. Tore his mind apart and made him speak very rudely to Rea.

Is that what Ayra is in her life?

***

Rea took a few steps back, then sat down on the sofa facing the TV. He was very surprised by Bram's attitude change which seemed a bit rude.

Not usually Bram behaves like this, could it have something to do with the message sent last night?

Bad thoughts are coming back.

Rea wiped her tears, stood up and walked to the kitchen to catch up with Bram. She wanted to apologize for making her husband angry.

He was wrong, he thought.

Sometimes problems are present because we are not able to understand the situation.

And in an overnight situation, Bram had indeed made the right choice.

Ignore his feelings, and get his job done.

***

The cloud is spoiled up there, there is no visible reddish sun that will sink. There are only deep black clouds.

Signs it will rain soon.

After receiving a call from someone, Bram pias faces. The worry was very obvious on his face.

He nodded, then left in a hurry. Drive the motor maticnya with a decent speed.

Not ignored calls or questions from Rea, he just advised not to wait for him to come home.

***

The afternoon has turned into night. Bram left two hours ago.

No word from her husband, let alone to call just a text Bram did not seem to have time.

What weight problems is Bram experiencing, so it is able to ignore?

Rea fell asleep on the living room couch, surfing the virtual world while waiting for her husband to come home.

Suddenly a message came in, from Karin. His companions.

Friends who he found in High School, until now their relationship is maintained.

Karin used to be the place where she complained when tired of living her destiny, after her mother left.

'Re, who's sick? Had to approach Bram did not have time, because in a hurry to go home. Mom's waiting in the car.'

It's weird he thought.

Bram, husband?

In the hospital?

'Mas Bram, at Rin's hospital?'

There was no response from Karin. Then the message is read, because the tick is blue.

Karin typing....

'Yes Re, you don't know?'

Rea pressed the 'back' button, exited the phone logo and green it. Yes, WhatsApp.

The message from Karin was just that she read, with no interest in replying.

Rea didn't want to play guessing again this time.

She sought out her mother-in-law's contact, intending to ask her directly.

She tried five times, but still no answer from her mother-in-law.

He thought for a moment, whether he should catch up to the hospital, he thought.

***

Bram came home when it was late at night, he did bring a spare key so did not have to wake Rea up to open the door.

There was a TV sound from the middle room, it turned out that his wife had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Awaiting him.

Open his jacket and throw it away. Bram sat on the sofa, brought his face closer and looked at the sleeping Rea.

White skin, a sharp nose, and dimples that add to his sweet smile.

There was a feeling of guilt in his heart.

Guilty of lying to her, guilty that her heart and feelings were no longer the same.

Bram recalled the incident this afternoon, his mother called him and informed him that Ayra had been in an accident while heading to the airport.

Bram panics, worried about the fear of anything happening to Ayra.

Immediately left without explaining anything to Rea, even just to ask permission from her.

Didn't that attitude clearly show her feelings for Ayra?

You idiot! Demonise.