Let Time
The Part 23
Assalamualaik...
Happy Reading's...
Not far away Zara went mobile Zara vibrated.
'Mrs. Cold Calling's...'
Zara was shocked when she got a call from Arkan. Confused as to what to answer to Arkan, Zara decides not to answer Arkan's phone. In total 3 times Arkan called Zara but none of Zara answered. Thought Zara let it go, Arkan knows Zara is no longer crashing because Arkan does not allow Zara to leave.
Zara did not know that Arkan was at home because he had to pick up some documents left at home. Arkan's intention was not to call Zara because Arkan knew Zara was silent. Arkan just wanted to ask Zara to help deliver the file through the online ojek only. But when 3 times his phone was not answered Zara, Arkan decided to call home. The result is Arkan knows that his wife is not home. Okay after returning home to get Arkan's stuff back to the office. Arkan decides not to discuss this until Zara herself is honest with him.
Maghrib Zara was at home. Zara felt grateful that Arkan had not returned. Isya Arkan has not yet returned. Zara decides to call Arkan but none of her calls are Arkan's.
"Th sebel. It must be revenge because the phone was not Zara answered" said Zara upset herself. Zara also sent several messages to Arkan. But the result was that none was read.
At 21:45 Arkan just arrived home.Zara who has been waiting for Arkan while watching directly stand and approach Arkan.
"Assalamu'alaikum" Arkan said as Zara stood in front of him.
"Wa'alaikumsalam. How just got home? Tumben until tonight? Zara's phone wasn't picked up. Zara chat also no one reads" said Zara after kissing Arkan's hand. Instead of answering Arkan instead directly walked to the dining room, to save what he brought and then went to the room.
Zara was astonished, not that she was angry then why was Zara now silenced? Ah it's possible her husband is just tired Zara thought. Finish cleaning up Arkan back down and headed for the dining room. Zara who had been silenced just followed Arkan. Arkan prepared his own food that he had bought himself before going home.
"Here let Zara be ready" said Zara trying to take over what Arkan was working on. But Zara's remarks received no response from Arkan at all. Arkan still prepares his own dinner.
"I'm eating noodles anyway. It's so painful, too, like. Mas do not eat again, it will be stomach pain mas relapse" said Zara. Again Arkan did not respond. Zara who was upset because Arkan had not responded immediately took what Arkan was eating.
"Udah mas is spicy. Zara knows you can't eat spicy. Why the maksa. If it hurts how to try." said Zara while keeping the bowl away from Arkan.
Arkan did not argue because he himself was satisfied with just a few mouthfuls. Arkan chooses to return to the room without caring for Zara. Zara soon follows Arkan to her room and sees Arkan sitting on the couch operating his laptop.
"Mas why? Any problems at the office? How strange was this?" zara said as she sat next to Arkan. Arkan again silences Zara and remains focussed on his laptop.
"Mas why the hell? From Zara didiemin. Zara is the one who lashes out. Why would you let Zara down" said Zara.
Arkan still doesn't care about Zara. Zara could only take a slow breath. He was busy with his laptop.
"Mas still working? Though today mas already work until night loh and now at home also have to take care of work again? Yes, yes, take a break. Don't get shredded later and it hurts, " said Zara trying to take a laptop in front of Arkan. But Zara's speed is less fast with Arkan who chose to walk towards his study while carrying his laptop. Zara again exhaled a rough breath. What's going on with Arkan.
Zara catches up with Arkan to the study. As much as possible Zara should be able to persuade Arkan to rest. As strong as Arkan's body resistance. Her husband needs a rest.
"Mas why the hell? Are you angry with Zara? Because what? Because Zara had forbidden to eat spicy noodles? Or because now Zara's bothering to keep working?" ask Zara. But again Arkan just kept quiet.
"I'm sorry I don't like what Zara's doing. But it also does good for me. Mas ingetakan said the doctor was sick, if the mas should not eat foods that are too spicy. So now Zara is telling us to rest for the good of the people" said Zara. Arkan again just shut up. Zara who had started to get upset immediately pulled the laptop in front of Arkan and turned it off. Arkan stared hard at Zara. Zara doesn't care about that. Zara pulls Arkan's hand back to the room. But Arkan let it go.
"How's it feel?" ask Arkan.
Zara immediately turned her head and looked at Arkan who was standing before her.
"How does it feel when what we say is not heard by others. And what are we talking about for the good of the person himself?" arkan said trying to stay unemotional. Zara stared as if she understood what Arkan meant. Initially Arkan wanted to try to tolerate Zara's mistakes if only Zara chose to be honest and explain well to him. But Arkan saw Zara instead stick with his attitude as if nothing had happened.
"Now do you know how it feels? When your caring is ignored by others?"
"Mas.." call Zara who's down.
"Do you know how illegal it is as a wife? IS A WIFE WHO GOES WITHOUT HER HUSBAND'S PERMISSION JUSTIFIED?" said Arkan with a high tone.
"I'm sorry" Zara said in a very quiet voice.
"For what? for those of you who don't obey me or for those of you who lie to me?" ask Arkan firmly.
"Listen to Zara, I initially chose to tolerate your mistakes should you choose to be honest and explain well to me. But you'd rather lie? To pretend not to know? Choosing silence as if nothing happened" Arkan said again.
"Mas sorryin Zara" Zara said in a soft voice as she tried to grab Arkan's hand.
"SILENCE!" snapped Arkan.
"If I hadn't come home this afternoon and didn't know you were leaving without my permission. YOU'RE DEFINITELY NOT GOING TO DO IT?"
"Mas sorryin Zara" said Zara in a trembling voice and tears that were hard to hold back.
"Better now you rest." stressed Arkan.
"Please forgive Zara" said Zara, sobbing.
"Go to the room and sleep Zara. I don't want to be disputed now. If you don't want me to care then you can consider this just my concern for my son" Arkan said. Not wanting to aggravate the situation Zara chose not to dispute Arkan.
"Sorry Zara. Zara rest first. Mas do not take long to work mas also have to rest" said Zara with a voice stammering because of her crying. Zara pulls Arkan's hand and kisses him then goes to the room.
Arkan sat himself in his chair hoping that by sitting his anger would diminish. After feeling better Arkan chose to turn on his laptop that had been turned off Zara. Arkan was forced to bring his work home because since at the office in addition to many other jobs Arkan also felt unable to concentrate fully because in his head he always thought of his anxiety to Zara which resulted in his work that did not can be resolved quickly.
At about 02:00 the Arkan job was completed. Arkan left his study and returned to the room. He saw that Zara was already sound in her sleep Arkan approached Zara, laying himself sideways to face Zara. Although the room lights were turned off and there was only light from the sleeping lights but Arkan could still see clearly Zara's face. Also visible is Zara's reddened nose that looks contrast with the color of Zara's white skin can be ascertained that Zara is already crying. Arkan doesn't know Zara's crying.
"Because what are you crying for? Regret your disobedience to me?" arkan said as he looked at Zara dam rubbing his cheeks slowly.
Arkan brought his face closer to Zara's face and gently kissed Zara's forehead then turned to Zara's flushed nose.
"The stubborn little boy" Arkan said, looking at Zara's face and kissing her again. Arkan then switched focus on Zara's stomach.
"I'm sorry, son. I was angry with your mother. Abis is wayward" said Arkan stroked Zara's stomach and kissed her. Zara squirmed as Arkan stroked her stomach. The panicked Arkan didn't want to be caught by Zara. He immediately took a sleeping position with his back to Zara.
The next morning nothing much changed Arkan was still in silence. At breakfast with Zara, Arkan prefers to be quiet.
"What time is it coming home today? Don't be so late, Zara's scared at home" Zara said. Zara didn't lie, she was a coward. When Arkan came home the night Zara was at home because their bude or domestic assistant did not stay overnight he came in the morning and then came home on the eve of Maghrib.
"Sore" said Arkan and it was the first word Arkan said this morning.
"I'm leaving. Assaalamu'alaikum." said Arkan again.
"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Be careful" said Zara after kissing Arkan's hand.
"Mas. Aduuh.." said Zara while holding her stomach as Arkan just stepped a few steps. Arkan looked towards Zara and approached her.
"His baby is kicking he said why his father did not elus him first" Zara said with a smile. This morning Zara did not feel Arkan kissing her forehead and stroking her stomach. Arkan frowned, not believing Zara's words. Think Arkan where there is an 8-week-old fetus can already rendang nendang. But Arkan did what Zara asked. Arkan stroked Zara's stomach. But not by kissing Zara's forehead. And it managed to make Zara smile. Arkan's face still looks very cold and flat ah sucks anyway.
"The spirit of his work. Don't upset. Sorry Zara." said Zara while looking at Arkan's face. Then unexpectedly Zara tiptoed and kissed Arkan's jaw why jaw? Because that's what Zara achieved even though she had tiptoes. It was not until three seconds that Zara who was ashamed of herself directly shot into the house. Arkan who witnessed it only smiled faintly looking at Zara's behavior.
"Based on Little Boy" Arkan said as he rushed to his car.
"Thank you for being the reason. His father dede it his face really ngeselin tau nak cold but yes unfortunately also very handsome." said Zara while stroking her stomach.
Today Zara chose to fill her time by making cakes. Zara loves to experiment in the kitchen. For him the kitchen was a place that could express all forms of feelings.
"Mr. Arkan called bude" said Bude, who had just finished lifting the clothesline.
"Oh yes. Did Arkan say what bude?"
"Ackan's mom just what was Zara at home? Then Zara would do it."
"Bude answer what?"
"Yes bude replied that Zara's mother at the bude house also said that Zara's mother made more cakes." replied Bude.
"Bude said Zara again in the kitchen was Arkan's mas?" ask Zara to panic.
"Yes. But mbak calm bude had said that kasian mbak Zaranya like bosen if only diem aja. And Arkan's mas are also like to understand." replied Bude.
"Jude bude. Thanks yeah. Zara also finished making her cake. That's the cake in the jar at the dinner table. There are two jars. Later that one jar for bude yes. Zara to bude's room." said Zara.
"Yes" replied Bude.
Arriving at the room, Zara dialed Arkan's phone number and called him immediately.
"That anger is Arkan with Zara. Until you don't want to call Zara directly" Zara said as she waited for her call to connect to Arkan.
"Assalamualaikum." said Zara because Arkan was reluctant to say hello first.
"Wa'alaikumsamalam." replied Arkan flatly.
"Sorry Zara. Zara was making cookies" said Zara. Arkan was just silent but without being seen by Zara Arkan across the street smiling with Zara who seemed to be very afraid if Arkan was angry.
"Have you had lunch?" ask Zara.
"Not yet." replied Arkan briefly.
"But it's lunchtime. Are you busy, huh?" ask Zara.
"Yes." replied Arkan briefly.
"Do you want antherin lunch? All Zara brought the cake that Zara had made." Zara bargained.
"No need." stressed Arkan.
"Jaudah yes. But we have to eat" Zara said.
"Hm." replied Arkan.
"Even though Zara was cooking..." Zara direct him. He realized the mistake of the song.
"Mom.. Bude kok who cooked." ralat Zara nervously.
"Don't lie anymore. I know that Bude never cooks. But you always cook." said Arkan.
"Mas sorry. But Zara is happy when cooking. Zara is not cape. Precisely if Zara diem aja Zara even dizzy. Sorry Zara but really Zara just cook it. Others are budes who work." replied Zara.
"OKAY. Send me the food and cake you made." ask Arkan.
"Huh?" ask Zara who is surprised.
"Quick." Arkan ordered.
"Yes yes. Want the same Zinya also not?" ask Zara.
"No need." replied Arkan briefly.
"Isa. Are you still angry with Zara?" ask Zara.
"Do you know that human emotions when hungry will easily increase?" ask Arkan.
"Yes yes, Zara ready first. Assalamualaikum." said Zara ended her call.
"Getishalight."
Approximately 30 minutes of food that Zara sent new to Arkan.
Just now Arkan wants to feed his food arrived Arkan's mobile phone vibrates.
'Mine Calling's...'
"What?" arkan answered because his meal was interrupted.
"Assalamualaikum" said Zara.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Why?" ask Arkan.
"Have you not eaten yet?" ask Zara.
"Had." replied Arkan briefly.
"Oh that's why you're happy eating mas" said Zara.
"Hmm" said Arkan.
"I'm sorry Zara" said Zara, still trying to apologize to Arkan. There was no response from Arkan. The sound of Zara breathing in and exhaling violently.
"Jaudah. Goodbye to Mr. Dingin. Assalamualaikum." said Zara.
"Waalaikumsalam." replied Arkan.
Arkan smiled after hanging up the phone. He can't wait to go home soon want to see what else Zara will do.
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To be continued...
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