Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Memory Loss

The danger! Brother Zian is saying my name! My heart beats so bad.

I read the message below.

[It seems, this mas forgot, probably due to a bump in his head. Asked his name, where he came from, he did not reply. Surprisingly, what he mentioned was the name Ma'am. Ma'am, pick up this Mas guy yeah. We go out every day to look for used goods, sorry no one is guarding it during the day]

I rubbed my chest because I was tense.

I type reply ....

[I am not his family. I don't know who he is]

Check one because it's still 3am. After sending that message, I turned off my phone. Why should I pick you up? Just yummy!

Although a bit scared and worried, in the morning at five I turned on the phone. There was a reply from the person who helped Brother Zian.

[Why did you say you didn't know him? In his diary, he repeatedly writes about Ma. We were forced to read it because we needed information, and to find the number of Mbak also eventually]

Write about me? Brother Zian is not very much a job.

[What did he write?] my question is, getting more agitated. People who help are online. He was typing a reply.

[He writes a lot about Ma'am, read it himself later. The point is, this Mas knows the Ma'am, why did Mbak say he didn't know? Her sister-in-law, right?]

In the end, the anarchist deeds Reno's friends did to Zian, I also got the sap.

I didn't answer the message immediately.

The message sent back by the father who found Brother Zian made me glare.

[If you don't want to pick up the mas, we go to the police station just let everything be handled immediately]

If you report to the police, you can add runyam. Do I have to pick up Brother Zian? If I pick up Brother Zian who is said to be now forgetting who he is, maybe Brother Zian amnesia, is it better?

Later I think of a way not to be related to the braking, which is important Reno should not know that Brother Zian has been found.

Confused, I also returned the message.

[Wait for me, it'll be sliding there soon]

[Well, that's it, dong!]. Balaasan from the man who found Brother Zian.

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"Mom why is breakfast a little bit?" ask Naya. "Are you nervous?" terka Naya noticed me who was just stirring the chicken porridge in the basin.

"For lack of appetite, I think I want to be sick" I said.

"Take a break after this, son," said Mama's attention. Papa also nodded.

"Yes, don't think too much of a Western weight."

"Yes," I said short.

Naya was surprised when I asked Mr. Adam to prepare the car after breakfast.

"Say you're not feeling well, how do you want to get out?"

"I want to go to Mas Raka's grave" I replied dishonestly. I don't know, the more I get here, I often lie and cover up the problems I'm having.

"Oh, tumben not rhyme?" Naya followed my steps preparing to come out after saying goodbye to my parents.

"Bak again the peg alone, if with you, there can only be perecoki."

"There's no more crazy people in the graveyard, no brother Zian will help."

I didn't respond to guyonan Naya. Get in the car that Mr. Adam has prepared.

I was forced to go to a simple house not far from the abyss.

I took a deep breath expelling the tense before knocking on the door.

The man who had the house opened the door. He let me in.

The leaflet on my chest tightened up even more.

In that simple living room, Brother Zian sat with his back resting on a pillow laid out. He was not wearing any clothes, so his injuries were clearly visible. There was also a puncture scar on his stomach that was sixpack.

He looked up at the tile, not looking at me who was welcome to sit on the same couch that Kak Zian occupied.

"This gas has been in the gruel bribe just now, Ma'am," said his wife.

"Oh, yes, thank you Father and Mother for taking good care of him." I don't want to look good-looking and arrogant in front of the husband and wife who helped Brother Zian. There's a lot I've considered. Pretend it's good ... better for now.

"Yes. I'm Mr. Ramlan and my wife Aminah." Mr. Ramlan introduced himself.

"Yes, Mr. Ramlan, Mrs Aminah. He is my brother-in-law. But our relationship is not so good.”

"Yes Mbak, whatever your problem, I say thank you for Mbak to pick up his mas,” said Mr. Ramlan.

“I thank you, Father and Mother have been painstakingly taking care of Brother Zian.” I said Thank you.

“Mas, look. Ma'am Faizara has come to pick up.” The Father spoke to Brother Zian.

Brother Zian did not respond, keeping looking up. The father repeated his words several times.

It's better that Zian's brother lose his memory and forget all the previous events, so that I don't get dragged into this case as well. Hope, a little nasty indeed.

Brother Zian turned to look at me. Pretty long. The eyes were not as usual. Under normal circumstances, Brother Zian couldn't have looked at me that long. He's the kind of guy who keeps his eyes on.

"This is Ma'am Faizara, the man whom Mas calls day and night." Mr. Ramlan reiterated.

"Faizara?" muttered Brother Zian, he looked at me more and more fixed, like trying to remember, then he complained of pain while holding his head.

"Not to force to remember, Mom. Later after returning home, Mas must be treated immediately to recover," said Mr. Ramlan.

Brother Zian closed his eyes.

"We only treat using traditional herbs, Ma'am. Eggs and honey so that the energy of the mas will recover soon."

"Yes, hopefully everything will be fine in the future" said Ms. Aminah.

"Vehara ... Faizara ... Faizara ... Faizara ...." Brother Zian said my name, his eyes still closed.

Mr. Ramlan smiled. "It's already there's Ma'am Faizara Mas, Mas can go home with him."

"Yes, let's go home, Brother,” take me. In an upset heart, why didn't Brother Zian mention his mother's name, or Aris's name alone? Inconveniencing!

Ms. Aminah picked up the shirt in Kak Zian's backpack. Surrender me. Again, I was forced to put a shirt on Brother Zian. And I'm worried because Brother Zian keeps staring at my face.

I gave some money to Mr. Ramlan and Ms. Aminah. They refused because they sincerely helped, but I still gave the money as a sign of gratitude.

Brother Zian was taken into the car, I also rented a pick up car to carry the motorbike.

"Sister Zian, nahusahin!" While driving I was angry at Brother Zian. The guy I was scolding, looking at me, long enough.

"Why is Brother Zian looking at me like that? Wonderful, why am I kind enough to pick up Brother Zian? Hadeh! Watch out later Brother complained if beaten by Reno friends, this is not wrong Brother Zian himself, why do you follow Reno's car?!"

I'm nyerocos.

"Hm ...." Brother Zian just muttered. He then went back to saying my name.

“Faizara ... Faizara ... Faizara ..”.

“Ck! Brother Zian don't be silly. Where there are people missing memories still remember my name. Zian's brother is acting again, right? Hadeh!” accuse me while braking suddenly.

Brother Zian is still looking at me with an innocent look.

“Ngaku, huh! Brother Zian is just pretending, right?”

“Faizara ... Faizara ..” Brother Zian then scratched his head.

“Capek, deh!” I drove back to Kak Zian's house.

How did the mother-in-law react after seeing her eldest child turn unnatural like this?

I got off the car. I called the gardener who was watering the plants to help Brother Zian get down.

There's Ina on the terrace. Look at us with a worried look.

"Is Mama there?"

"There's, uh Non.. That's why Zian?"

"Accident," I said spontaneously.

"Oh God!" Ina went in and told my mom.

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I've explained to Mama Ani and Aris, that Brother Zian may have a single accident and fallen into the abyss. Someone helped me, and told me over the phone to see my number in Kak Zian's book.

"Son .. How can this be? I thought you were at your grandmother's house." Mama's cry broke out after meeting Kak Zian in the living room.

Brother Zian did not answer Mama and Aris's question. He just looked at the atmosphere of his home.

The maids cry to see the condition of Brother Zian.

"Sister Zian seems to have lost his memory, Ma," I said carefully.

"What's? Astagfirullah ...." Mama hugged Brother Zian even more. Her crying is getting worse. Aris's eyes also glazed over.

“Ya Allah ...” Aris rubbed Brother Zian's cheek.

“Aris, call the doctor immediately, or do we take Zian to the hospital?” mama asked, wiping her tears.

“We take Brother Zian to the hospital, Ma.”

“Iya, Ina .. immediately prepare clothes for Zian, we will go to the hospital.”

“Iya, Mistress ...”

"Vehara ... Faizara ... Fiazara ..”.

Mama broke into a hug hearing Brother Zian say my name.

"This is Nak Faizara here, you remember him?" ask Mama.

Brother Zian looked at me. Like confusion.

“Faizara?” Brother Zian asked.

“Yes, this is Faizara Nak, you remember her same?” mama Ani's Birthday.

Mama Ani invited Kak Zian to sit on the long sofa. He asked me to sit next to Brother Zian. Mama seems to be hoping that Brother Zian will remember soon.

“This is Nak Faizara, this is Mama, and this is Aris? You remember which one, son?”

Mama kept trying to get Brother Zian to talk.

“Faizara ... Faizara ..”.

“Oh, you remember it just as Nak Faizara?” ask Mama with a sad look.

I was shocked to death when Brother Zian's right hand touched mine.

Brother Zian kept saying my name like a madman. And my annoyance grew even more because Brother Zian did not want to take off his hand. He put his fingers on my fingers.

When suddenly his head leaned against my right shoulder, I wanted to feel like I was tearing and scolding him. But, I won't be able to do that in front of Kak Zian's family.

“Kak Zian so spoiled same Mbak Fai. Forgive him, because brother is not normal, we will take Brother Zian to the hospital,” said Aris.

“Ya, yes, take Brother Zian immediately to the hospital.”

I said quickly. Do not want to linger in this unclear position. Where the feathers on the cheek of Kak Zian made amused when attached to the skin on my right shoulder that only wears thin clothes. Whop!

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