Sense of Sense

Depressions

After Ranee calmed down from the shock, he released a hug from Sapphira's body. Sapphira's tiny face adorned with a faint smile greeted her sense of sight, but as she raised her gaze, how surprised Ranee was to see Safira's bead in tears.

“Fi, you got—”

Ranee had not yet finished his words, Safira had sobbed while bowing her head. That obviously made Ranee confused. As long as he knew Sapphira, not once did the woman cry for no reason and the only reason Safira, at that time, was Edi.

“Fi, are you all right? What's up?” asked Ranee worried.

Safira. Then with one deep breath, he raised his face. “Nothing, Ma'am,” he said, rubbing cheeks.

Smile again adorned Safira's face, her smile line looks deep and her manic narrowed to form a line. It seems convincing to make Ranee's worries disappear, if only they don't know each other long enough.

“Is it because I'm your sister's wife now that you don't want to share any more stories?”

Safira nodded back. “No, Ma'am. But I'm okay.” Safira looked at Ranee steadily. “See. I'm fine, it's just emotional. Baby default understanding.”

Ranee feels de javu. It was many years ago when they first became close, spending time together quite often and sharing little stories. At that time he did not know what Safira was going through, but in the midst of chatter about who their favorite actor was, Safira laughed while crying or maybe crying while laughing.

And Ranee felt the current was almost similar to back then. Then he lightly stroked the head of Sapphira, the woman he had known from the beginning as his own sister.

“Do you think I can be fooled?” said. “We know not one or two months, although I do not really know the depth of your heart, but I know quite well how you.”

Sapphira is touched, on every word and action of Ranee that never changes, she feels sincerity. And just as time had passed when her life was full of twists and turns, she again became a fragile Sapphira in the presence of Ranee. He spills all the worries that eat away at the serenity of the heart.

Sentence after sentence was thrown from Sapphira's lips, representing the content of an unsettled heart with rumors circulating, as well as the fact that Ashqar and Nita had been together, he said, not to mention his concern for Zain if he finds out that he is not the child's biological mother.

The accumulated Sapphira prejudice eventually spilled. Although she had spoken honestly to Ashqar, but there were some things that she could not express clearly and maybe her husband could not really understand. Then in the middle of his speech, Safira got a hard pinch on the arm to make the woman complain.

“Udah aware yet?” asked Ranee cynically.

Sapphira blinked, her hands busy wiping her arms. With a face of confusion and residual sadness, he asked, “Aware what the hell, Ma'am? Why also nyubit kenceng really?”

Ranee's nag is apparently still trying to digest Safira, frustrating him himself with the behavior of his brother-in-law. After telling uneg-uneg about the problem he was facing, Safira said he did not like being near the child. Because every time Sapphira looked at Zain's face, she would remember that Zain was not her son and it was her biological mother who was currently being rumored to be referring to her husband.

Ranee is not unable to understand, but sometimes—actually often, Sapphira is too overthinking to make his life difficult on its own. After all, how could his best friend feel two different things in the same person?

“You said you were afraid that Zain would find out if you weren't his real mother. But on the other hand you don't like being close to that kid. Do you hate Zain?”

Hearing this made Safira surprised. Her eyes were puffed up and looked at Ranee in disbelief. “A-I don't hate Zain, Mommy. That's not possible.”

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Sorry yesterday I couldn't update. Idea stuck, kl cool word anyway writer block 😂

I'm the type that does multitasking when 2 jobs are both mind-consuming, so forgive me for the next few weeks you will get notifications update Goung Flavors jam/day that is not necessarily 🤧

But btw, there is also a type like I don't huh? who is not multitasking 😢

Or has anyone ever had an experience like Safira, when again diem, again okay or even laugh again but suddenly tears netes? That's a sign we're under a lot of stress. Delicious until relieved or better come to the expert yes (. ❛ ⁇ ❛.)

Ok, thanks for reading + same note 😘

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