Replacement Ribs

52. Throes

Tristan pulled out his phone. After playing the cctv recording in his workspace. Because Kirana would not be able to believe his words without proof.

"For what?" Kirana refused the phone.

"Look! To believe that what you see is not what you think."

"Cliches!" the woman answered and took her bag and got off the sofa.

But his pace was lost quickly with Tristan's hand holding him back. Kirana fell into Tristan's lap as her hand was pulled.

Tristan's arm's hold makes it harder to escape the room. Even as she thrashed asking to be released, Tristan ignored her.

"It's too hard for you to trust me completely, Kirana?"

Kirana returned her husband's gaze sharply. "I believe in you. Even that trust was completely put down. But the reality that lies ahead of me makes me hesitate again if you really hold onto the commitments we made."

"You concluded too quickly. Not like that the truth is, honey."

"Then what? Are you saying that all this happened by accident? The drama!" reply Kirana fiercely.

He again brushed off the hand of Tristan who was about to wipe his face. Unfortunately to get off her Husband's lap, Kiran is not given a chance. His strength was certainly not comparable to that of Tristan to rebel.

"Tell me what I have to do to make you believe. I give you evidence but you don't want to see and continue to corner me" Tristan said later.

"Take me off. I'm gonna go get Mentari."

"No. Mentari to be picked up by Mr. Cip. You stay here until you feel calm."

Kirana raised the corner of her lips. "If I continue here that there is I am getting sicker of you. Release!"

An annoyance came out of Kirana's mouth as Tristan held her back. Even as the sound of the door being knocked Tristan told the person behind the door to enter without lowering it from his lap.

Fortunately, only those who entered Nabila. Despite that, Kirana still felt awkward.

"Well! Whoa! It's ticking, huh?! I don't know if there's a meeting!" sarcasm Nabila saw them both.

"Lo'll come, Bil!" tristan Sahut.

"Oh my goodness, Bang. I was just told to leave again. Dzolim is the boss."

"Please! This time it was. It's your responsibility, you use to come in here again." The words of Tristan made Kirana widen her eyes.

Nabila grunted annoyedly. "God! I really don't see a place. Oh, go on!"

Tristan chuckles. "It's gonna be looking for a guy, Bil. Let's not anyep!"

A pen almost landed on Tristan's head if only the man had not dodged. Nabila came back out of the room. Leaving Tristan and Kirana.

Silence is happening again. Kiran is not out of thought with Tristan who can talk origin with Nabila. That's how close their relationship to bully each other is common.

"Mas! I'm gonna pee!" kirana said with a pouting face.

But Tristan does not believe in letting go of Kirana. He put his wife in the toilet.

"Go out first, Mas. The waiting period too. Where am I going to run?"

Tristan chuckled as he left Kirana in that narrow space.

He opened the food that his wife had brought. The fried rice village again. After this morning she whined because Kirana prepared bread for breakfast because of bad luck, she was finally able to taste the fried rice this afternoon. Although it does not taste as good as made by her mother-in-law, only a thin difference.

It was hard for Kirana to deliver lunch for him, but she welcomed him with disappointment. The explanation was not published by Kirana. I don't know, how else would he have to persuade his wife who has been so emotionally unstable lately. A moment happy, sometimes suddenly fiery if experiencing something he does not like. Sometimes it also becomes easier to cry when his wishes are not immediately obeyed. Although there are times when Kirana can still be patient.

The sound of footsteps was unable to distract Tristan from the food in front of him. Even as Kirana sat down next to him. The man still enjoyed the provisions brought by his wife.

"Nake?" ask Kirana. Seeing her husband so enjoy the provisions she brought undeniably made her heart break.

Kirana rolled her eyes because she was still upset. Clean the box then put it back in the bag. She went back to fetching water for her husband.

Tristan can hardly believe that Kirana can change that fast. After she sipped the contents of her glass, Kirana leaned her head on her shoulder.

"Mas!"

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you something?"

For some reason every time Kirana heard that sentence, Tristan's feelings became uneasy. Words with mysterious meanings. Tristan would have preferred Kirana to have made her request without asking for her first approval.

"Why silence?" kirana asked because Tristan did not answer.

Rough gasps toyed with the end of Kirana's veil. "Anything that I'll do besides farewell."

Kirana chuckles. As scared as that, Tristan will part with him. But Kirana was still not too sure either.

"I want to …. Silvia is no longer in this office."

"That's what I did, baby!" sahut Tristan pinched Kirana's nose in a fit of anxiety.

"Really?"

"Yes. You can check into HRD. Maybe today it's being processed."

"Reason?"

"Indisciplinary."

Kirana frowned. "just that? There is no tolerance? Aren't you impressed to protect her all this time?"

"Another reason, because I love our family. You, Mentari and our child-to-be" Tristan replied, wiping Kirana's stomach.

Kirana immediately soared. Even his face was blushing. Tristan is getting sweeter.

"But I want to, outside the office you also stay away from him. It may be very selfish. But I still want you to have nothing to do with him anymore."

"No problem. Anything for you. As long as you never leave my life."

Kirana's face was back. Turns out he's that weak. So easily crushed by her husband's appeal. Kirana wants to not just. But Tristan's words were very sincere emanated from the look in his eyes.

Clockwise, Kirana realizes that she still has other responsibilities. Time to pick up Mentari at school. This morning he had promised to pick up the daughter after a few days picked up by Mr. Cip.

Kirana refuses when Tristan will take her. Because Nabila reminded once again if there is a meeting schedule with clients in a moment. After all, he also came to the office was escorted by Mr. Cip. And their family driver was still waiting for him to pick up Mentari.

A considerable distance from Tristan's office to Mentari school makes saturated on the road especially the streets are quite dense. That's why Kirana prefers to drive a motorcycle rather than having to use a car. Because he is not a person who can stand to linger in the middle of traffic.

After a journey of almost an hour they arrived at school. This was the first time he had come back to school after deciding to resign. He greeted for a moment with some teachers he met to let go of longing. Before finally saying goodbye to go to Mentari class.

A young woman of his age greeted him.

"Oh, the mother is Mentari" he said after Kirana introduced herself.

"So Mentari has been picked up by his aunt" continued the teacher.

"Aunty?" Kirana's forehead is wrinkled.

"Yes. Aunt Sisil said Mentari."

Kirana. Silvia does have access to pick up Mentari. He holds an identification card from the school given to the family or relatives who are allowed to pick up students at that school.

With a feeling of unworthiness, Kirana said goodbye to Mentari's teacher. He took his gawai to contact Tristan. Concerns suddenly surrounded him.