Sense of Sense

Bude Rahma's? Wh who?

Ashqar scrunched his forehead. For a moment he froze on the spot, looking at the weeping Sapphira sobbing in front of him while popping his face with a palm.

Then Ashqar approached Sapphira, resting before him and holding his wife's shoulders. “Honey, what's up?” Ashqar's right hand grabbed the side of Sapphira's face and wiped away the traces of tears on both of her cheeks. “Why are you crying?”

Safira. Her tears did not stop just like that even though Ashqar continued to wipe them and gently caressed her mane. The tightness in his chest was still felt, the fog in his mind was still clumping and the worry had not disappeared.

All the way from the ball room to the hotel room, Safira's mind was filled with gray speculation that made her feel depressed in every footwork. However, as Ashqar grabbed his body in a fistful, the awareness of his goal was suddenly clear.

“Mas, Zain where?” he asked, trying to raise the face from Ashqar's chest. However, Ashqar held him back.

“Zain sleep.”

“I want to see!”

Ashqar looked at Safira in wonder. However, he still obeyed Safira's wishes. Ashqar slowly helped his wife stand up and walk towards the bed. Room 406 with a living room and separate rooms was far away, Safira's steps were heavy.

“Mas, Zain really sleeps, ‘right?” ask when he is next to the bed. “Zain why not, ‘kan?”

The strange look that Ashqar had directed earlier on Sapphira slowly faded. It seemed that his wife was worried that Zain was sick from suddenly getting into the pool.

“Zain is okay, Mah. He went straight to sleep after changing clothes,” clearly Ashqar grabbed Safira's shoulder.

“But earlier Mbak Rahma said that Zain in the pool, Zain swimming.”

Sapphira's messy words immediately made Ashqar understand. Since the Alvin and Zain abduction incident, Safira would panic if he suddenly got word about their two sons even for trivial things. They have consulted with psychiatrists and it has also been a long time Safira never experienced again. However, somehow Safira feels the same way.

Ashqar rubbed Sapphira's shoulders, trying to calm his wife. “Iya, Zain had time to go to the pool. Good luck aja—”

“Keep why not take her to the hospital, Mas?” saffira Sentak.

It was not only Ashqar who was shocked. Alvin, who had been sitting quietly in the corner of the room, turned to Safira. The comic book in his hand he nods briefly, observing a situation that he cannot seem to interfere with. So Alvin calmly went back to his reading and pretended to be airborne.

Ashqar. “Why should Zain be taken to the hospital?”

Sapphira took a few steps, narrowing her eyes at Ashqar. Imaginary elbows overlap at her temples, while her chest deflates her breath.

“Mas know how worried I am? I even hit a wall a few times, almost clamped the elevator doors and once hit people. I feel like I'm going to explode when Zain drowns. Mas continued to be this relaxed so Zain could sleep without being able to check from the doctor and ask why Zain had to go to the hospital?” brondong Sapphira.

Ashqar is flinching. He felt dizzy hearing a series of sentences that he suddenly could not understand properly.

“I don't know if Zain drowned, when? Then you're okay? Not hurt, ‘kan?”

“It looks like Bude Rahma was wrong to say, same Mamah.”

Alvin's suddenly successful comments attracted the attention of Ashqar and Safira. The two turned their eyes to Alvin sitting cross-legged on the sofa, the boy's attention still leading to a book measuring 17.7 x 11.2 cm with a sambul pictorial ninja.

“Bude Rahma?” safira Beo. “Who?”

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