
Solar stared at the phone screen in his grasp. There is something unusual about Kinanti's attitude. Usually, the woman would whine and ask for his return if he went out of town. Kinanti will also ask for various souvenirs and photos of her activities while away.
However, this time all the habits were lost not even a single phone from Kinanti in the notification. The phone call was diverted and was busy when he was about to call Kinanti.
As a husband, Surya does not deny the fact that Kinanti is a hardworking type of woman. Not infrequently, Surya sometimes found the wife was staring at books and photos of graduation while still taking care of her children first. The first six years of the Twins' age that made him have to postpone his career.
This time, Surya felt Kinanti's attitude changed not because of work. He felt his relationship with Kinanti was shifting in a direction he did not want.
Surya made a difference, was there another man who filled up the days of Kinanti that were empty because of her busyness?
Still on his way to Sultan Mahmud Badaruddin II Airport, Surya again visited the account owned by Aksar. I don't know why his mind immediately went to the writer. This time, the man in tannery was jolted with a poem Aksar posted on social media.
Not About Bonding.
If love is about bonding
Then Romeo and Juliet
We shouldn't have known
And grow in memory
They love each other
Without official ties
If love is a bond
Zainudin and Hayati
It will not be eternal
In story
Sinks
Van der Wijk
They love each other
Before there was an official bond.
If love is a bond
There can't be a divorce
Love is not about bonding
Self-sacrifice
And accept everything.
RM, Angular Miss.
Surya is still repeating the meaning of the poem. Although he belongs to the type of man with one hundred percent logic, he understood a little bit the meaning of Aksar's poetry. The man who likes gardening tightly grasps the phone with the logo of the red flower petals. The scarring of the neck veins was clearly visible from the restrained expression of anger.
Honey, mas want to believe, but if the reality is this cake ….
***
Kinanti and her mother are serving a special dish to welcome Surya from out of town. The mother and son continued to talk about the Twins' daily life and the knitting activities that Sarma followed. The conversation stopped for a moment as Surya entered.
The man continued to walk towards the top floor. There was no smile reflected from that handsome face, only remaining tired due to the dense busyness. Kinanti was stunned at the attitude of the husband.
The next half an hour, the three sat around a circular dining table. There is a sense of annoyance in Kinanti when Surya's view is still linked on the phone screen. The man was still busy replying to chat in a group containing colleagues.
Kinanti had not had time to ask about the story of the husband while out of town, the man was again preoccupied with calls from mobile phones. His face was crumpled with a frown.
Kinanti closed her eyes, then sighed. His heart faded to see Surya still brought work to the house.
“Mother call the Twins first, yes.” Sarma moved, trying to understand the situation of the child and his daughter-in-law. He rushed out of the kitchen to the Twin's room.
Surya paced in front of the sink while receiving the phone. He clucked, then exhaled violently, annoyed by the Resident's reply.
“What!? Leukaemia? What is the BMP result ?” surya asked a little worriedly. He's restoring his curly hair. Attention is focused on the explanation of the Doctor Guard. His face was tense in response to the conversation of someone on the other end of the phone.
Suddenly Sharqee came down the stairs, chasing after Arqee who was carrying a book.
“Arqeee, flip sister book!” He screamed as he tried to grab the purplish-colored diary in Arqee's hands.
Arqee screamed back as her sister pinched her waist.
“TIMES CAN BE DIEM GAK!” Surya's voice echoed. He was emotional because the conversation was interrupted by Sharqee and Arqee.
The Twins were stunned. For the first time, Surya rebuked them like that. No answer from them. Sharqee shed tears, sulking at the sight of her papa.
Arqee just looked blankly at Surya. The two of them passed, returning to the room.
Kinanti stared at the empty Surya with a raging mind, there was a sense of unease over Surya's attitude.
***