Taint

Angel

Darren threw his phone on the couch. Whether deliberately turned off or turned off by itself, which is clear the phone does not vibrate and the screen goes out.

Before I could ask, Brother Darren returned to the closet and grabbed the clothes that had been almost worn.

Every move I look at from the edge of the bed. The annoyance and disappointment made my chest tight, until there was no strength to speak, only tears that described everything.

"Why is it crying? Aren't you satisfied that I didn't take the phone in the bathroom?" asked Darren after putting on his clothes.

"My heart you accept here, Brother, in front of me. Not being taken away or turned off like that," I replied with a slight tremble.

"Don't keep muddling up, Kirana!" Brother Darren came up to me and gripped both of my shoulders, so tightly that it caused pain.

"Kak__"

"I love you and have never cheated you. So, erase all your bad thoughts about me. My burden is a lot, Kirana, please do not add any more with unreasonable allegations," said Kak Darren firmly.

Instead of being calm, my chest was getting sicker, tears were shedding more and more. What's on Darren's mind, why don't I like it when I'm suspicious. In fact, his attitude is what makes me guess a lot. Soon it was with me, to the point of removing the term 'dear'.

"Stop crying, Kirana!" Darren's voice is rising.

"It's easy once you tell me to stop crying, brother. Though, Brother Darren intentionally hurt me. Is this what you say love is sincere, brother?" My voice went up so that Brother Darren knew that I was hurt by his attitude.

"I really love, Kirana, you don't fish__"

"Fishing what?" my yelling. "I'm not stupid, brother! If there's nothing, you can't possibly hold your own phone, can't mind taking the phone in front of me."

"That's what you're talking about, Kirana? Wonder me, why only cheating is on your mind." Kak Darren's gaze grew sharper and I was suddenly afraid of him.

"Sorry." I'm down. "It seems like you can't use hard. All right, I'll try in a subtle way," I told him in my heart.

"Don't cry! I don't like to see your tears." Brother Darren released his grip and wiped my tears.

"I'm just afraid of losing you, brother. I love you so much" I told him.

"me too. Sorry, I was rude, but I really .. ahh." Brother Darren shook his head while exhaling a rough breath. Action that again provoked suspicion.

Before I opened my voice, Brother Darren hugged me tightly while rubbing my back gently. If it's like this, I think I found the old one. While I was still thinking about her changed attitude, suddenly Brother Darren spoke again.

"Darling, I love you so much and be loyal to you, believe me! Whatever I do is what's best for you. My promise is to make you happy, so as much as possible I keep you from feeling disappointed," said Darren.

I did not answer and just frowned in wonder, not really understanding the meaning of his words. But I didn't ask. I'd rather investigate it myself.

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It's been two months I've always relented with Brother Darren. Since the fight on that day, I always kept quiet and pretended to be unsuspecting even though in my heart often screamed pain.

However, instead of improving, Kak Darren's behavior actually became more and more. In a day, it is not enough once - twice to receive suspicious calls, sometimes up to five times and some of them occur at midnight.

In addition, Darren often goes without a clear purpose, either early in the morning or late at night. Even though every day still shows attention and outpouring of love. However, that suspicious attitude drowned out all the romance that existed.

In the past, I thought Brother Darren would have been knocked over if I had been calm. But it turns out my guess was wrong. Brother Darren is still careful and does not give me the slightest gap. As a result, two months passed without any significant progress. I'm even more fragile because I keep it to myself.— don't vent emotions and try to look okay.

"Austenance!"

"Astagfirullahal. Careful, Kirana." Fatimah leaned over and picked up the fallen spoon.

"Mmm .. mmm .. sorry, Mother, that's___"

"You're okay, right?" Fatimah looked at me fixedly.

"Well, Mother," I replied nervously.

In my heart, I would love to tell you about Darren. However, tucked away doubts made me undo those intentions. Darren is the nephew of Fatimah. I'm afraid that our relationship will be strained if I tell you the ugliness of Darren.

"Evening ... Darren's coming home at what time?" Beyond a doubt, even Ms. Fatimah who questioned.

"Two o'clock, Mother," I answered honestly.

Last night, after receiving a call out of nowhere, Darren came out. He said there was a sudden job to be done right then and there. He left at ten and came home at two. I pretended to be asleep when he arrived, and just before dawn I deliberately did not wake him up.

"Kirana, what exactly happened to you? Mommy see, lately Darren often goes out at night and comes home early. What's he doing out there?" Ms. Fatimah asked as she exhaled a rough breath.

Tighten the body on the chair and cut the fingers on the table. I looked at the various dishes that had been served to dispel the tears that were again pressing out.

"I don't know either, Mother. Every time I ask .. Darren's answer is just about work," I said.

"Try a heart-to-heart talk, Kirana. Actually ... from yesterday Mother has been itching to advise Darren. But, seeing you calm down, Mother undoes that intention. Fearfully, you think Mother is too interfered," said Ms. Fatimah.

"Already, Mother. Actually, Darren's been like that since two months ago. It's just that, it wasn't as bad as it is now. I used to talk slowly, but Brother Darren was even emotional. Finally, I was also emotional and we had a fight. After that, I decided to keep quiet while finding out what he was really hiding. But, Brother Darren is very careful. Until now ... I haven't found any clues." I told everything to Ms. Fatimah because she first asked.

In the past, my fight with Darren was confined to my room. I was closed and said nothing to Fatimah. So, she had no idea that our household was a little troubled.

"Yes already, then try to talk slowly. If she gets angry or stays that way, Mother will be advising." Fatimah rubbed my arm gently.

"Yes, Mother."

"Now call him gih! Breakfast was ready" said Fatimah.

"Yes, Mother."

Then I walked up and walked into the room.

On arrival at the door, I catch my breath first. Seuasi discussed with Ms. Fatimah, my heart is very painful and it feels difficult to hold back tears when looking at Kak Darren.

After establishing my heart, I opened the door slowly. I'll take a look at the whole room and there's no where Darren is, out of nowhere. I stepped in and looked at the messy bed, then stared at the tightly closed bathroom door. I sharpened my hearing, there was a gurgling sound in there. Maybe, Brother Darren is taking a bath.

"What the hell are you hiding from me, brother?" ask in solitude.

Then, I sat down on the edge of the bed and fumbled at the former bed Brother Darren. When the mind was still glaring everywhere, I was struck by the shakes of the phone. I looked for her whereabouts, it was under the pillow. My smile instantly expands as it finds good luck. My hope is that the phone is a clue to uncovering Darren's secret.

"Angel, who is he?" I said when I saw the name of the contact on the phone screen.

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