
The morning breath at the breakfast table was so audible, some of the sounds from the spoon with the plate became friends of the sound of our respective breaths. You can tell how beautiful it is. We've been living together for almost a month, but the awkwardness between us is still apparent.
"Where are you going today, son?" Mother's question closes the silence.
"I want to go for a walk ma'am, all looking for work"
"job? What do you want to work for?"
"Not knowing ma'am, Arsyaf will say that he got it"
"Or you can come with me Syaf. You're a driving geek too, let me have a friend when I get out of town"
"Ah ma'af bang, is not it I refused, but you know bang, your sister has been separated from mother for too long. I promised you, until I close my eyes, I have to keep looking at you, not to miss a day. Twenty-five years ago, I would have changed it until my last breath of life"
That morning I saw the sweetest smile from my mother, the corner of my eyes slightly glazed, moved. And the beautiful woman in front of me she constantly stole glances at me, we met, and then Intan was downcast, ashamed.
"Heemm alright, you have a point too Syaf, you should take care of mom more" I smiled. Now I'm used to Arsyaf's calling.
Three days had passed since the brief conversation at the dinner table. Everything is back to normal. I found my job, opened a minimarket, it's the only way I can spend a lot of time with my mom. At least it's up to me to open the minimarket until when.
Later that night, I sat back on the balcony of my favorite place since I started to climb the window. Very reassuring looking at the moon from above this balcony. Now more felt because it can drive away fatigue after a day of work. I closed my eyes, blowing in the wind. Reconciling heart.
"Do you do this often?"
My eyes opened instantly, startled by the voice that suddenly appeared.
"What are you doing here?" I was enjoying it so much tonight that I didn't realize she was sitting next to me.
"Only Brother Arsyad knows my little call" he said, not answering my question. His eyes kept staring upwards. Ah why do I often flirt like this, I clench my hands, angry because of the carelessness I often make.
"Sorry, I also know that call from Bang Arshad, I like it, but if you don't like it I will no longer call you Tatan"
Intan just shut up, then shook his head.
"I'm thrilled. Very happy to hear it. That's what I've always waited for from Bang Arsyad's lips, calling me his favorite. But Bang Arsyad has changed, ah no, he hasn't changed, he's like he's not the Bang Arsyad I know"
"Why can you say that. I mean you know that Bang Arsyad is still not fully recovered from his memory, and you're the only helper he should be, if anything different from that Bang Arsyad is still being interviewed right?"
Intan shook his head again. There's fear from his face tonight. Suddenly his tears began to show themselves.
"What's wrong?" I'm confused. Seeing such a drastic change in Intan made my heart ache. Had he not been married, had he been mine, I would not have let those sad tears wash over his cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Ask again.
Suddenly Intan quickly hit me, hugged me tightly, I was shocked, eager to return the hug, a hug from the body that I missed so much, but I paused, I said, I can't be a traitor to my brother, I can't be a villain in a blanket.
I'm trying to relax. Breathe in. Calm my heart before I calm my heart. The last month, since her wedding, I haven't seen her laugh like before. This curious chatter, and all his adorable behavior.
"You why Tan? You can't be like this, Brother Arsyad or mom will think no" I said. I didn't return her embrace, but I didn't let her go.
"Call my name" he said still in my arms.
"What?"
"Call my name, I'll let go"
"Intan" called me, hoping she would let go of his embrace immediately.
"No, my little name"
"Ta. Ah no, that call is only appropriate Bang Arsyad called"
"Then I won't let go of this hug" Intan threatened, she hugged me even tighter.
"You can't be like this" Finally my hand held her body, trying to push Intan's body away from mine. But he just got tighter in his arms.
"Call first" he said with a slightly trembling voice. I have no other choice, what's wrong with just calling his beloved name.
"Tatans"
Intan actually immediately took off her embrace, she stood up, leaving just like that from before me. After coming down from the window to the room, Intan had said words that could make me stunned to hear it.
"From then until now, it was your lips that deserved to call my little name"
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That night, it became a thousand questions night for me. Will Intan know who I really am?
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