Sense of Sense

Umpet Box

Sapphira smiled triumphantly and stuck out her tongue at Rafa. “Sister must hold promise.”

“But! Who promised?” reject Rafa.

Feeling that an unimportant debate would occur again, Edi hurriedly mediated. “No need to start, Fa.”

“Begini, Sir.” Ashqar. He had been waiting to speak ever since Edi opened the topic. “I, Safira and the children ask for permission to stay here until this month. Or if indeed in the next few days the situation is conducive maybe we can return to home.”

Edi looked at Ashqar Lamat, that look could not Ashqar guess what it meant. However, Ashqar was convinced that Edi could not possibly be offended by his remarks.

“You are like anyone. Pake permission permission all,” said Edi, patting Ashqar on the shoulder.

Ashqar's body staggered slightly forward and might fall on the table if only he was not alert to maintain self-balance. The man could only grimace while holding his hot shoulder. Edi energy cannot be underestimated Ashqar.

“Do not till the end of the month, until the end of the world can also. Or did you guys move here just to keep the house crowded? Rafa is also all.”

“Wait! Wait!” sergeant Rafa's in a hurry. He put up anticipation hearing Edi's tone of voice sounding so excited. If his father was not prevented as quickly as possible then it was difficult for him to refuse. “Why I was also brought in.”

“Iya, dong. You do not want to ever tell your father that you will return to the house from Safira want to stay here?”

Rafa blinked. His brain tried hard to dig up the memory that Edi said, but the man could not find it. “When did I ever say that?”

Edi frowned and looked at Rafa with a hard to interpret look. “You really don't remember?” asked Edi who was rewarded a steady nod from Rafa. “When Sapphira ran away from home the first time you keep raging with your father and also run away too. Uh! You were crying that day. Father first saw you cry like that.”

Instantly the atmosphere became silent. All eyes were on Rafa who had frozen in place, his face pias as if a soul had left his body. It is clear that Rafa's memory of it has been completely recovered.

“Bapak don't nag,” said Rafa in the end. However, he could not hide the nervousness well. “I can't possibly cry this boy.”

“Ciye .. prestige, nih?” the Sapphira and the seduced goda further turned their faces away.

Safira smears a smile. He really did not expect that there was a story like this that Edi and Rafa had hidden from him. Knowing it made Sapphira's stomach startled, his chest was grabbed by haru.

“Who is prestigious?” sulcan Rafa.

Safira hugged Rafa's shoulder and raised an amused gaze. “Udah ngaku, brother. It's okay, kok.”

“Cangi!”¹ Rafa pushes Safira's forehead. He still avoided his brother's ignorant gaze, but unfortunately, in front of him there were Ashqar and Edi who looked at him not much different. “I'm not crying. Not at all. Last time I cried when mom died and ... Fi!” rafa shouted stifled while looking.

Not only Rafa, Edi and Ashqar who saw Safira holding his head suddenly approached. They asked about Safira at the same time.

Safira shook her hands. “Nothing.”

Ashqar pushes Rafa away from Sapphira's side and takes his place. “Lay first,” said Ashqar calmly, helping Sapphira to lie down and making her thigh as a cushion.

Rafa grieves seeing Ashqar's treatment and unwillingly moves to sit next to Edi. Even so, actually deep in the body of his heart Rafa feels safe knowing that Ashqar can be a figure that his sister can rely on.

“You seem too stressed. Tomorrow to the doctor, huh?” said Edi. However, Sapphira refused and reasoned that he was fine. “Let the doctor make sure you are okay.”

Sapphira opened her eyelids slightly and she immediately presented a concerned look from Edi. He wanted to sit down and show that he was okay, but Ashqar's massage in both temples was very difficult for Safira to resist. So he chose to back himself.

“Bapak bener, Yang. Better the checking doctor,” comments Ashqar.

“Nevent gone, mas. This is natural, really. I also consulted with doctors via Whatsapp,” Safira said. “But strangely yes, Mas. Sometimes if I get dizzy I want to be a mother, maybe it was because my sister talked about mom. I think at that time I was playing hide-and-seek with mom. I hid under that, but I don't know what. I kept saying something, just I didn't want to either. But strangely enough that I found out I was even father.”

Safira did not realize, ever since he said hide and seek, the other three people had already thrown eyes at each other in silence. The atmosphere of the room suddenly tense up and make them relieve the pressure.

Edi said without a voice, asking Ashqar to ask. “That man ... who, Who?” ashqar asked carefully, but Sapphira did not answer. Ashqar called Sapphira twice and patted her cheek gently, then he looked at Edi and Rafa alternately. “Sleep.”

“Bring Safira to room, Qar.” Edi's voice sounded raucous.

The middle-aged man looked depressed after hearing Sapphira's words. Worry was clearly on his face.

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Language Corner :

¹“Tangi!” \= “Build!”