Mama For Mikaela
SIXTY-THREE
A late night chat with Lana and canned beer a few days ago managed to make Segara's mind a little more open. Now, he no longer focused his mind on finding out the truth behind Karenina's death. That is, he will still try his best to uncover the facts, only that he will not do it as blatantly as before. He wants to know, as well as testing whether with him to behave so, in a cowardly bastard who disturbs the peace of his life will stop harassing the closest people or even still act evil.
The urgent business in the office has been done with great difficulty, now he lives to harvest the results of his hard work by relaxing behind the desk while still monitoring the course of the project through the report that Adella gave. The free time he had so much that he called Lana more often to ask Micah.
Ah, speaking of phones, Segara has a pretty funny story about the phone he bought for Lana. That morning he was in a hurry to go to the office to attend a meeting, so he just as long as to give the phone he bought to Lana without saying anything. Even at night the condition became not crowded so that even then, he still could not tell Lana that the phone he gave to his wife.
Funny thing is, Lana still didn't touch her phone at all. The cellphone, which costs the equivalent of one unit of a matic motorbike, was left lying on his nightstand, similar to a display that was only for his presence to see. It was only when Segara asked why he had not been able to contact Lana, the woman said that her phone was still not repaired and they ended up laughing out loud because Segara just said if the phone he gave the other day was to replace the damaged Lana phone.
Whahuh? Not funny? Whatever. But for Segara, it was funny. Lana always managed to make him laugh for such simple things. Something he had not gotten from anyone else before.
“Gue want to go back home, not good over time I stay, afraid it will turn into a haunted house.” Just entering, Arkana had already thrust the long sentence to Segara.
The thin smile that had stopped adorning Segara's face immediately faded when Arkana arbitrarily grabbed his Americano ice, sucking the concentrated liquid firmly until it left only the ice stone.
“Automination!” Segara hit Arkana's hand softly as punishment for his wretched nature.
“Ngak lo drink too, elah.” Arkana is back. Ice cup Americano he put back on the table, he thrust towards the owner. “Tuh, I'm behindin.”
“Udah out! Nothing to drink!” Segara is getting upset. I don't know, lately he feels Arkana is getting annoying. At home too, often the young man was looking for trouble, such as deliberately to make him angry so that he told him to get out of the house.
Oho! Get out of the house? Or maybe that was the plan?
“Lo said what?” segara asked, voicing his suspicions. Just be careful if it proves true.
“Which one?” well, start again.
Segara clucked, but still he made clear the question. “Yang earlier, pas lo just entered. Lo want what? Home to home?”
Arkana rounded his mouth, then the mangosteen. “Iya, I want to go home. It is unethical to live in a newlyweds house. Make you so can't—aw!”
A punch landed seamlessly on Arkana's arm. Hard enough, until when the young man took off his jacket later, he might be able to find a trace of Segara's hand on his stocky arm.
“Why are you so demen KDRT!”
“Because your mouth is always original by the way.”
“What's wrong, anyway? Kan, really. You're the same Miss Lana newlyweds, right?”
“Poin new bride real, but—“
“But what?” Arkana. His face was challenging. “What, hmm?”
Segara. Lazily he responded to Arkana's rant about this. Because what? Because at the ends he will be made to taste with various advice about the household even though the rancid boy had not had time to experience what it was like to get married. Much more stupid again because Segara could not give a rebuttal.
What Arkana says is the truth.
When the young man told him about the right of income of inner birth that must be accepted by a wife, for example. Segara could not argue in the slightest because he himself knew it was true. Although he had to say that the deal from the beginning with Lana was so that they did not connect with each other, at the end of the day he was still made silent when Arkana asked him questions, “Emang lo sure Lana does not need?” which he obviously cannot answer.
“If you are kayak gini for fear of the same feelings ‘treasonat’ that you have so much fertilizer in the same heart of mind lo, mending stop. My brother is not a bad man, Ga, he will not judge you to betray just because you remarry and sleep with your new legal wife. If you cheat, new, it's called betrayal. If that's the story anyway, not only Kak Ren will be angry, but I also.”
There's point. But, it wasn't that easy to accept either. The problem is, he does not want Lana to think that she is a male figure who cannot be trusted. If all of a sudden she had come to Lana to ask ‘jatah’ after from the beginning they had agreed not to do so, wouldn't Lana have started to look at it in a different way? More than that, Segara does not want to do anything that Lana herself does not want.
“If he wants, I'll give you.” Finally, it was the last weapon that Segara could remove because his head was deadlocked.
“Yes it would be impossible for him to ask first!” Arkana sewot. “During your marriage to Sister Ren, has it ever been Kak Ren who nyosor first to lo? No, right? Because what? Because women are so big! Lo if you want to wait until Lana who asked first mah who there you guys hunted to be grandparents.”
“Yes I also have to start from where, anjir?” Segara looks frustrated. “Times I have to come to Miss Lana, keep suddenly ask ‘jatah’? No way, it is! What will he think of me? After all, if I really ask, he will definitely not refuse because it is not delicious. And I don't want that, Ar. I don't want anything.”
Duh, Arkana is a snatch. He has never been married, while Segara has been married twice. But it still seems stupid. Time yes, he who is single eternal must give a tutorial how to ask ‘jatah’ to wife? Kan, weirdo!
“Crazy, yes, this is all I have to follow thinking.” Arkana grumbling. He is eager to help Segara so that he can quickly forget his sadness over the departure of Karenina, but if Segarya himself does not know what to do, how can he help a lot?
“Ya already, justin aja flowing. I am also not a gragas man who came from sosor just to meet the needs. After all, you really complicated, want me to be the same Miss Lana sleeping together or not it should not be your business anyway? The person's kitchen secret, anjir, do not interfere.” It was the first time Segara could finally leave Arkana speechless for long enough. Usually, he is made by his sister-in-law's.
“Soah lo deh, handover.” Arkana. Bodo. Let Segara take care of everything himself. “Important I want to go home. Whatever you want to do with Lana in that house, no matter me.”
“Ya udah.”
“Ya already!”
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Because of the talk of Arkana, Segara's mind that was adem ayem even back runyam. Which usually when he came home he would immediately focus on Micah, now his focus was instead branched into two. He so often pay attention to Lana, then think whether Lana really needs ‘jatah’ that Arkana mentioned every time.
But back again, the problem was only one; how did he know?
“Daddy,”
“Hmm?”
“Tonight, Micah wants to sleep three more. Can, no?”
Instead of directly answering, Segara instead glanced at Lana who was peeling apples for Micah. “By, no, Mommy?” Ew—it feels weird when he has to say the word ‘mommy’. But Arkana said he should try to start with little things like that.
Arkana believed that love was nurtured, not sought. So with his—sok— wisdom, the young man advised himself to start growing the seeds of love itself. I don't know where that thought came from.
“Kok asked me? Kan it Ba—“ room
Lana did not know why Segara suddenly asked her so, so she just kept silent for a while. And during that time, he was busy nailing face to face with Segara.
“Ih,” Micah interrupts again. “It may or may not? Why Momy and Daddy even look at it, anyway?”
“Ask Mommy, if Mommy wants, it means it can. If not, yes enggak.” As if he did not want some responsibility, Segara threw the decision into Lana's hands. “If Daddy doesn't matter.” And that sentence he followed in a slower voice. Although still the voice was still up to Lana's ears and made the woman confused.
Micah tends to be chatty when he wants something, so to minimize the risk of the child turning into a reog, Lana immediately nods in agreement.
“Yeay!” as usual, if his wish was successfully obeyed, Micah would shout in excitement.
“Do not move much, later you fall.” Segara warned Micah not to move too much on the chair. “Eat first tuh your apple, out that toothbrush keeps going in the room.”
Micah according. Because of his great zeal to be able to sleep three with his father and mother, the boy ate the apple in a hurry, to the point of putting two pieces of apple at once into his small mouth.
“Pelan-pelan aja, Micah, later you sprained.”
This time, Micah did not listen. Still he did what he wanted, making Lana resigned to accept the behavior of the child, he continued, sighing softly.
While waiting for Micah to finish his apple, Lana again glanced at Segara who began to be engrossed with his phone. Lately, more precisely after they drank together a few days ago, he did realize that Segara's attitude began to change. Like the ice in the North Pole which is a lot, Lana felt Segara began to melt little by little. Whether it was a good or bad sign, clearly, Lana felt the change in Segara's attitude was quite troublesome. Because from the moment where Segara began to melt, Lana so have to extra regulate her heartbeat so as not to go crazy every time they are together.
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The threesome sleep that Micah had triggered ended up just being a discourse. Know why? Because the boy had suddenly changed his plans halfway through. Just after the three of them had already laid on the spacious bed and were preparing to sleep, the boy suddenly jumped down from the bed and said he wanted to sleep in his room alone.
Not waiting for approval, Micah just ran to his room, locked the door and climbed into the bed and immersed himself in the blanket.
As a result, Micah's departure left a loud crick in Segara and Lana's heads. Awkwardness is created more powerful than before to make them unable to say anything and only end up silent for minutes in a lying position next to each other.
The sound of the clock ticking sounded louder that night, clashing with the heartbeat of those who seemed to be racing against time. Even just like this, it does nothing, but why does their heart seem to be exploding in the near future?
“No way,” suddenly, Segara rose from a collapsed position, sat on a mattress and looked at Lana who was inching to follow him. “I want to ask you a question. It might sound disrespectful, but I need to know the answer before the question makes my head fuller.”
Lana was confused because it was too sudden, but she still allowed Segara to voice the question he meant.
For a moment, Segara seemed doubtful. Did he really have to ask Lana this, blatantly? Well-mannered?
“Miss, no—better call you Lana from now on,” Segara started from the most basic, get rid of the ‘miss’ frills in front of Lana's name to make it sound more familiar. “Okay, I’ll start. It’s a simple, yet hard question. Lana, do you mind if I touch you?”
“Hah?!” This... in what context? “What it means, Pa—“
“Country. Call me by my name from now on, just like what I do.”
“OK, Segara,” painstakingly Lana calls the name Segara without prefix ‘pak’ as usual. Fortunately could. “What do you mean, huh? Touch me? Like.. what?”
“Like this,” Segara touched Lana's cheek using her index finger. “Or this.” Then switch to touching Lana's open arm still using the same index finger.
“Y-yeah, I think it’s okay to touch me there.”
“And what about this?” the rogue fingers turned up, fixed on the side of Lana's ranum lips. But, he didn't really touch it, only stopping a few milliseconds in front of him. “Bby too? Or, can you tell me how far I can touch you?”
“Why .... suddenly it was so?” Lana was starting to get nervous.
“So that I know where the limit is and not insolently cross that limit.”
“I mean...” Lana hung her speech in the air, clashing with the cold wind that blew from the air conditioner that was tuned at the lowest temperature.
“Forget it,” Segara pulled back his hand, flicking it in front of Lana's face while cursing himself. Why did he have to go so far as to ask Lana so as to make his wife confused? It's all because of Arkana and his bullshit! “I just heard the strange chatter from Arkana, so follow me digress.”
“What strange ravings?”
“You wanna know?”
Lana nodded in doubt. He was curious, as weird as it could make Segara also act strange?
“Well, uhmm .. he's talking about a living inner birth.” Segara bit his own lower lip after talking, feeling cringe and amused himself so. “Any, right? Even stranger because I heard her talk.”
“Pak Arkana—“
“Call aja Arkana. The boy did not need to be called ‘bapak’.” One of Segara's habits when nervous is to always cut off the speech of his interlocutor. If Lana found out, the woman would probably laugh out loud.
“Arkana why can talk about it?”
“Because her brain is not sane? In dunno.” Sorting his shoulders. “Because of his talk, I feel guilty, afraid if it turns out you .. hah .. don't let me be clear, huh? I also don't want you to be weird. I swear, I have no thoughts at all to ask ‘jatah’ if you don’t really want the same thing cuz having s*x was never be my priority.”
“Well,” Lana pulls the blanket to cover the legs up to the thigh. “If you are worried about my ‘needs’, better stop. Cuz I’m totally fine. Let’s do that when we both want to.”
“So, uhm .. is clear, yes?”
Lana chuckled softly, then nodded back. “My mom always told me that everything takes time. We don't have to rush, do we? Still plenty of time.”
For that, Segara agreed. "Yeah, there's still plenty of time."
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