Sense of Sense

Close Book

Rafa who noticed the change in Ashqar's tone of voice immediately stopped his lunch activities and straightened his back. However, Rafa's relaxed expression still maintained.

“Do not start, Kar.” Rafa glanced around and pointed the spoon in front of Ashqar's face. “You are very sensitive. There is no such thing as a spy, you mostly watch action movies.”

Ashqar looked at Rafa cynically. “Nevent to be kelit. It's obvious you're spying on us. Yesterday's incident no one knew, let alone Ranee.” Then suddenly Ashqar remembered something that had been a burden on his mind since last night. “Do not move Mr. Hendra has something to do with you.”

The look on Rafa's face instantly changed, the calmness instantly dissipated from his handsome face. It makes Ashqar's guess stronger that Rafa is the mastermind behind Hendra's sudden move, also about the spy he just got accidentally.

“No answer, right?” ask Ashqar cynically.

Rafa keeps the spoon back on the plate. Highlight his eyes were sharp and seriously staring at Ashqar. “OK. I admit that I did tell people to keep an eye on Fira's movements, it was solely because I was worried that suddenly there were journalists who were still desperate to find news yesterday.”

Ashqar looked in disbelief. However, he has no words to cut off Rafa's words and chooses to listen to his explanation.

“And about Mr. Hendra, it's none of my business.”

Ashqar's forehead is wrinkled. “Not your business? That means ... father?”

“Well, it already knows.” Rafa raises both shoulders and returns engrossed with a delayed lunch. “Part of not being plain pretentious, Kar. You have been a lot of horrified from the conversation of me and the father at that time.”

Ashqar chokes on his own saliva. In a hurry he grabbed the glass and sucked more than half of it and once the soreness at the base of the nose subsided, Ashqar glared at Rafa.

“I don't think you see.”

Rafa clucking. “Body as big as gaban time is not visible,” said. “So about Mr. Hendra it's a decision of mr.”

Ashqar opened his mouth and almost threw a sentence when the tip of his eye caught the visual of several police officers entering the restaurant and sitting not far from their place. Fortunately, he did not miss revealing Hendra's identity and the actions of his father-in-law, or it could be that the people in dark brown uniforms sitting next to him would be suspicious.

Ashqar. “Why are you ordinary? That is, you usually fight if you know it's me.”

“Create what? Waste energy. The part you hear is the real fact.”

“But where do you know? While the incident was years ago.”

Rafa looked at Ashqar at a glance. “You think I've been caged all this time?” he said, then screeched. “Where and how do I know, it's none of your business.”

Seklias Ashqar could see something different from the look in Rafa's eyes, something that could not be explained and he could not interpret it what. However, one thing was clear that Rafa was serious and Ashqar could see that there. There was no reason for him to doubt.

And this means, Edi is the only reason for Hendra's move. Ashqar himself did not mind the existence of Hendra around Sapphira, as long as it does not harm and make his wife remember the trauma of the past. However, it did not seem so for his father-in-law and Ashqar of course understood that.

“OK. It's none of my business, but Safira is clearly my business and responsibility, right?”

Ashqar ended his remaining lunch of three-four bribes, an empty stomach suddenly filled up despite previously being stupefied to add a complete serving of goat satay again.

He took a deep breath. His brain worked hard to compile a list of questions he wanted to ask Rafa, because not twice the man before him would be so open to his words.

“What is the reason for Safira to enter a mental hospital?” tanya Ashqar bitter.

“I'm sure you can already guess the reason,” said Rafa, his facial water became grim. He also closed the spoon, ending the lunch. “Trauma for the incident shook the soul of Safira who was still ten years because he was the only witness of the incident. There's a chance she saw how ...”

Rafa held his breath and looked at the ceiling. The man took a few seconds to grow himself. Although it has been more than twelve years, but every time remembering how destroyed Safira always makes Rafa depressed.

“Safira was severely depressed until she had to get a doctor's treatment for several months.”

“And her memory loss Safira as a result of her depression?”

Rafa smiled bitterly. “Iya, but also the therapeutic effect of Safira.”

“One more thing, if not Mr Hendra the culprit, who then?” ashqar asked in a whisper.

“Contact,” Rafa said as he exhaled. “Way he was the victim of wrong capture who had to be persecuted because of the health of others.”

Ashqar fell silent, imagining his ten-year-old wife having to go through such a terrible event that her soul was shaken. He was at a loss for words, all the questions in his mind instantly getting answers with just a short story from Rafa.

Despite the fact that Hendra is not the real culprit, Ashqar can understand if Edi does not want the man to be close to Sapphira. However, what Edi has been through for more than eleven years is not an easy thing.

“No need to discuss this issue again, Kar. We close our books and live in peace. I don't want Safira to regain that horrible memory.”

Ashqar nodded in agreement. “I know.”

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