KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)
Eps. 64 Similar to Aunt Nabila



“Hmmm, already beautiful this brother of mine.” Nabila said while holding Josephira's shoulder.


“Thank you yes Nab. Let's pray first.” Josephira.


“Oke brother.”


They went out of the room and went to the small mosque in the big house, where Bram and Bethoven were waiting. They prayed with Bram as his priest. Josephira prayed not in the mosque but slightly behind because he prayed from the wheelchair.


After the dawn prayer, Nabila said goodbye because he had to get out of town and had not prepared everything.


Everything went as usual. Bethoven went to school first. Leaving Josephira and Bram.


“Why aren't you getting ready for Bram?” Josephira asked, astonished that Bram was still wearing a T-shirt and knee-length shorts.


“If I work who will take care of you dear? Remember ga, yesterday you kicked out your nurse?” Bram reminded Josephira


“Ah yes, forgive Bram. Again I can't control my emotions.” Josephira.


“Iya ga papa, I get it. Ah, just take the lesson. This way I can be satisfied near you.”


The deg!


Josephira gasped at the words he could be satisfied near you. At once Josephira's face flushed with shame and sadness. He felt himself to be useless. Instantly also her tears burst out melting past her cheeks.


“Ke-why dear? You sick?” Bram asked worried because he saw his wife's face suddenly reddened and cried.


Josephira only shook his head many times.


“No Bram, no.” Answer it while you want.


“Or have I said wrong to you?”


“No Bram, no. You are not wrong.” And Josephira's cry became so that his body shook violently.


Bram is getting confused not knowing why his wife suddenly cries hysterically like this?


“Tell me why are you suddenly crying like this?” Bram asked, holding both of his wife's shoulders. “Tell me, what should I do?”


But Josephira was still crying and did not answer.


“Eee... Tell you what, how about today we go to the beach. We'll relax at the cotage. Who knows with a new atmosphere, you can forget your sadness.” Persuade Bram.


“Really? We'll both walk through the sand on the beach and avoid the waves like before?” Josephira asked as she wiped the rough tears flowing down her cheeks.


Bram nodded his head while smiling.


Silent.


“How? We're going for a walk today?” Bram asked breaking the silence.


Josephira nodded with a blank look. Her tears were still slowly, though not as before. But Bram knows his wife's emotions are very unstable.


‘I have to cheer him up. I should be able to cheer him up.”


Suddenly Bram's phone rang.


With annoyed feelings Bram receives a call from his assistant Johan.


“I'm busy with my wife Johan! You handle everything.” Snapped Bram without saying the opening greeting.


 “But sir, miting with Alabama Oil Inc. which we scheduled since two months ago, is today sir. Even Mr. Smith himself led his team to do a deal-deal with us today.” Reply Johan.


“Aaargh!”


Prak!


Bram slammed his cell phone on the floor until it broke apart. Bram is confused as to how. When the mood of his wife is unstable, nurses are absent, a business that has been planned carefully with the investment value of millions of dollars can be canceled if he does not come in the miting today.


Josephira suddenly incarnated like a wheelchair-bound angel. When her husband was upset, she changed.


Josephira approached Bram, holding his palm, looking at her husband's troubled face. Then throw in the sweetest smile.


“Depart Bram. I will just fine. Trust me.” He told Bram to go to work immediately.


“Ta-but..”.


“Ssssh... This is an order from the wife you love and care about. You love me, right?” Cut Josephira.


Bram nodded.


“You love me right?”


Bram nodded again.


“Depart, it's big business. It involves a lot of money and people there. If it is successful, many people will be helped because it can work. Go, believe me I'll be fine.” Josephira was calm and firm.


Johan came to get Bram.


“I'm sorry madam, has interfered with the quality time of both of you.” Johan said after meeting Josephira who drove Bram out.


“Nothing Johan, I can understand. Did you bring the phone?”


“Iya mistress.” Johan replied and handed over the paper bag he was carrying and handed it to Bram.


“Thanks Johan's. Sorry about that.” Bram.


“Iya sir, I understand.”


“Well hurry you guys off. Good luck.” Josephira told the two men in front of him to leave.


“I'm leaving baby. Assalamualaikum.” Pamit Bram while peeping the head of his wife.


“Waalaikumusalam.”


Bram immediately called Nabila when he was on his way to the place of miting. Bram recounted all the events that happened this morning to Nabila. And then ask for advice to Nabila, because honestly he is now very confused with the psychiatric condition of his wife.


“Aduh sis, know like this I will cancel my schedule today.” Say Nabila through the phone line. “After all I have been to the city of L for a photo shoot this afternoon and then there is still a session at a talk show.” Nabila paused for a moment to take a deep breath. He was also confused as to what kind of solution to give. Suddenly he remembered the name of his daughter Diva. “Diva might be able to help Bram. I'll try to call him in a minute.”


“Diva, Betho's girlfriend? Are they not a school. And Bethoven went to school today. After all, Diva has no filming schedule or what?” Ask Bram.


“Yes... I also don't know the hell kak.” Nabila breathed a sigh of relief. Actually he knows the Diva's schedule. And just then his daughter chatted with him, and told him because there was something so they were allowed to go home early.


‘Luckily I didn't miss talking.’ Batin Nabila's.


“Still yes Nab, maybe later you have another solution. Quickly contact me or Johan only.”


“OK brother. Sorry can't help.” Answer Nabila.


“Iya Nab, it's okay, I can understand. Assalamulaikum.” Bram ended the talks.


Nabila then contacted Diva and said if there was no activity to go to Bethoven's house to accompany her mother Bethoven.


Diva is willing to do it. He then invites Bethoven to go to his big house and try to comfort his mother.


“We go to the house of the sister, yes, aunt Nabila said that now aunt Jose is alone at home.” Take Diva to Bethoven.


“OK. We leave now.” Answer Bethoven's spirit.


Now Josephira, Diva and Bethoven have a casual chat. The dialogue is dominated by two women of different generations.  While Bethoven was more silent while playing his phone.


“Tante try to see Betho deh.” Said Diva while pointing to Bethoven who was engrossed with his cellphone.


“Why, there is nothing strange about the aunt's son. He's handsome, charming, as always.” Josephira answered seriously. “Ah yes something weird.”


“Ah time anyway? What's weird tan?” Diva was even confused to hear the words of Josephira.


“That's weird, that's next to aunty. Why prefer to chat with aunt and leave the aunt's son there.”


“Ih aunty is that anyway. Diva sincerely accompany aunt loh.” Reply Diva feels bad.


“Hahahaha.. Yes, yes, aunt was just joking Diva. Auntie knows you're sincere. But why did you ask me to see my own aunt's son who was engrossed in his phone?”


“Hehe... Kirain aunt was serialusan.” Reply Diva smiled clumsyly. Then proceed to answer Josephira's question again. “Tante just see.”


Josephira looked straight at Bethoven.


“Kak Betho.” Call Diva.


“What's up?” Ask Betho while looking at Diva and her mother.


“Try retreating a little there kak.” Ask Diva.


“What's the reason?”


“The end of Diva ga strong because of the handsome brother Betho is passing anyway.”


Josephira spontaneously laughed out loud at seeing Bethoven smiling wryly at the Diva.


“This you, kirain aunty earlier what is the same son of aunty, it turns out because the handsome is late so told to retreat? Hahahaha.”.


“Hehehe Reply Diva chuckles.


Meanwhile, because of this, Bethoven looked directly at his mother and Diva. Now he could see his mother laughing like she did last night.


“Hmmm, mama can laugh freely when with Diva, like yesterday I saw when with aunt Nabila.  And if viewed Diva is increasingly similar to aunt Nabila as well. Good face, posture and for sure mom can feel comfortable after the disaster.”


Seriate...