
"That" at a glance Candra turned to Dinda and the photo that hung alternately. Until the clear bead looked at the face in the photo with a gaze that was even difficult to translate.
A picture of a seven-year-old girl hugging a life-size brown teddy bear, smiling at the camera.
Candra again glanced at Dinda who replied to her husband with a huge smile while raising her eyebrows as if answering a question mark.
"This girl, right, is on my phone. How can there be a picture of him here?" dinda's smile instantly disappeared upon hearing a silly question from her husband.
"You're a winner, same as him?" Dinda was increasingly gawking and upset at the same time, because again Candra asked as if her husband could not pull the red thread that lay between them.
"It turns out appearance can't guarantee that someone has a brain," murmured Dinda held back his annoyance.
"What did you say?" ask Candra curiously.
"Not saying anything," elak Dinda, "I thought about it. .. Who would have photographed Mas Candra, this girl?" he added asking indifferently while paying attention to the screen of Candra's phone which contained a pair of humans eating ice cream together.
"My mom took the picture," Candra replied back to sit next to Dinda. "Why?"
"Kok I feel, rich new yesterday happened," muttered Dinda monologue while thinking and remembering something.
Dinda put aside her frustration at Candra for a moment, as she indeed felt that the incident had just happened.
"where possible. Dream time," said Candra immediately snatch her phone.
"Well, yes, dream---," cried Dinda when she remembered her dream while in the hospital flicking her thumb and index finger to produce sounds from the index and palm clashing.
Dinda looked at Candra with a cheerful smile as if she was getting a lottery after a question that had filled her head since the hospital. She had thought hard to remember the photo that became the cover of her husband's phone. Dinda who absolutely does not remember ever taking pictures with Candra, and she just found out that the man in her dream is the husband.
However, now it has been answered and he just remembered that he had dreamed of the incident when he first realized, although vague to remember all.
"Dream with eyes open, that's the name of daydream."
Dinda's frustration that had disappeared is now back sticking when Candra makes a sound like that while fiddling with her phone.
Dinda who could not stem his frustration immediately grabbed Candra's phone violently, until the owner was shocked.
"You," protested Candra looking at Dinda with an indecipherable look.
Dinda did not care about her husband's protest kite. He focused on looking at the screen of Candra's phone which has now changed with the background of a koi fish.
"Cock replaced?" now Dinda protested more than her husband.
"Here!" Candra wants to retrieve her phone, but Dinda hides it soon.
"What do you want anyway? Don't childish! Give me back my phone!" pinta Candra flat.
"Mas, you don't have a brain, do you?"
"Hard to believe. Why don't you have a brain?" tanya Candra looked at Dinda sharp and flat.
"It looks like you really don't have a brain, Mas" Dinda immediately stood up.
"So talk! I'm your husband" said Candra angrily and stood up.
"I don't care. Here take!" Dinda pulls Candra's hand and returns the phone to her husband's palm.
After returning the phone to its owner, Dinda immediately turned around with resentment and anger piled high.
However, just as her legs were stepping, her hands had been pulled roughly by Candra until she turned around and collided with her husband's field chest.
"Take those words back!" candra's orders are serious.
Dinda pulled away and stayed away. However, he could not leave, as his hand was still in Candra's grasp.
"No," Dinda replied no less seriously, "do I pull? If that's the truth," he added without fear.
"How dare you?"
Candra and Dinda looked at each other as if they were measuring each other's strength. No one wants to give in with their second look. Instantly the atmosphere in the room was silent and silent, but not with the asmofir around them that felt hot smoldering.
One second ....
Three seconds ....
Four seconds ....
Five seconds ....
Until finally Candra first relented and sighed long.
"Clearly! Why do you say I don't have a brain?" ask Candra softly.
Dinda threw her face to the side with a cynical face. She was reluctant to answer her husband's questions.
"You're angry, because I couldn't recognize your picture as a kid?" asked Candra who immediately made Dinda turn her head. However, the face of the judge is still tucked away.
"Yes. I deliberately pretended not to know the same photo of you," said Candra smiled thinly.
"Cih, a big lie," said Dinda ketus and wanted to pull his hand, but still held Candra.
"Udah, don't be angry dong! The beauty is gone, "god Candra flanking Dinda's nose.
"What the hell?" upset Dinda while deflecting her husband's hand.
"Dibilangin do not get angry anymore, even more angry," without caring about Dinda's anger, Candra pulled his wife's small body into his arms.
"Please!"
Dinda did not accept it and the rebels wanted to break away. However, instead of being detached, Candra even tightened her embrace.
"Don't move much! My back is hurting" Candra complained.
Dinda was silent and petrified. The atmosphere again became quiet, but not as tense as the first moment.
"So ... What do you want to hear?" whispered Candra softly.
Dinda still keeps her frustration. But he also kept asking.
"Of course, did you know it was me?"
"Yes," replied Candra in short.
Dinda puffed up and squinted at the face that was now looking down on her.
"Meanwhile, you know dong? That the photo on the phone is me?"
"Yes. Awwww," Candra replied while complaining in pain, because Dinda pinched her waist upset.
"So, did you know it was me? But, you pretend you don't know?"
"Yes. Aww ... Don't be pinched mulu, ah," complains Candra hugging Dinda's anxiety.
"I'm asking for an explanation!" dinda protests want to take off a hug.
"Yes, yes .. here sit!" Candra took Dinda to a seat, and she sat down.
"Clearly what?" continued Candra while embracing Dinda and smiling sweetly.
"When did you know that the photo on my phone was me? And why didn't you just tell me from the beginning?" cecar Dinda and demand an explanation.
"You know what, huh? Uh yes, yes I tell you," said Candra quickly and immediately held Dinda's hand that moved closer to her stomach.
"Clearly!" said Dinda looked seriously, and looked funny in her husband's eyes.
"You remember, didn't you, when you were in an accident? And I came to help you?" Candra begins her explanation with a question.
Dinda frowned at the thought sign. "Yes," he replied later, "but what's the connection?" he said he felt nothing to do.
"From there," and the answer made Dinda clueless.
CONNECT ....