The Little Wife of Arsen

S2: Red Cheek

The sound of laughter now echoed from the central room. Diwa is always able to melt the atmosphere, his cheerful nature is able to make everyone laugh just by the words that come out of his lips. Although no one knows if a heart problem is also happening to his cousin who yesterday suddenly asked for an empty position in the office.

Both of Arsen's legs were moved into the house as Alea's crisp laughter rang out. Arsen longed for that laugh, longing for a laugh that made both beautiful eyes interested in forming a crescent moon. Missed the custom of Alea clapping her hands if she laughed. And all the things that were on Alea really made Arsen miss the woman.

Arsen stood near the vase with an occasional smile. Not a smile from Diwa's joke, but a smile as Alea laughed. His laughter really made Arsen feel opium.

If you want to ask what makes Arsen so confident and determined to bring Alea back home, it is because Arsen still remembers Alea's words first.

"I can apologize for the trouble in our household mas"

Although it should have continued from that sentence could also hold Arsen from doing something crazy like this. True said Diwa, 5 years of him looks like someone else and this year is the peak of his madness so far.

"But I can't say sorry about the accident yet. Not yet, but probably never will”

Arsen smiled as Alea waved her hand asking her to come closer. This is what Arsen regretted he had never done before. Sitting with his wife and family while talking about all the things that make the atmosphere more pleasant.

"You know, Diwa said he wanted to be unemployed. If you don't have money to ask for your freelance" Alea laughed as he wrapped his hand on Arsen's arm.

Can he hope time stops here? Because Arsen was so enjoying the crisp laughter of this woman he loved.

"There is no freelance. Wanna work? Yeah coming to the office" Arsen sprayed. Working in the office will make Diwa forget the woman faster.

***

Alea was aware that all of Arsen's attitude towards her had completely changed. Starting from his warm attitude, the charming smile that was always shown to him and everything that was completely inversely proportional before his coma. I don't know what happened, Alea can't remember what happened in the last 5 years. All he remembered was their quarrel last time.

"Well, standing at the door of the mas?" from the bathroom, Alea walked towards the dressing table and sat there. Occasionally glanced in wonder at Arsen who was still standing while leaning against the door. His hands were folded in front of his chest with a fixed gaze fixed towards him. Just this time Alea got such a look, embarrassed yet also happy at the same time. Everyone in her husband's family had always looked at her with affectionate gazes, and Alea liked Arsen's gaze the most on her now.

"I'm here mas. You're really afraid that I'm gone" joked Alea. All their fights that night seemed to be gone. Although there is still a bit of heartache, but at least Arsen's attitude now shows that her husband is trying to fix everything. And Alea accepted that with pleasure.

"You want to take a walk to the complex park on the deck?" ask Arsen. His position was still standing on the doorstep.

"Can. Enter the gih. I'm gonna change my clothes, so the door's closed"

From the reflection of the mirror, Alea laughed as she looked at Arsen looking nervous instantly. Right, Alea felt the same way. They used to be in the same room just to sleep. But for more than that, they've never been at all.

Or does? Actually, but he forgot?.

"Wait on the terrace on the deck"

Does Arsen like Dira? But mbak Dira?

Alea patted her own eel. Diwa's presence made him forget to ask what he had heard in the backyard.

She cut herself in the mirror and felt her appearance was perfect. Alea rushed out of the room. Remnants of her memories now, Alea felt herself and Arsen had never been on a night walk together like this. Although not a date at a fancy restaurant with many lights, the complex park does not matter as long as their relationship can be closer.

"Beautiful"

Again, Alea blushed in embarrassment as the Arsen mas sitting on the porch immediately stood up and expressed his thoughts as Alea stood beside the man. The thing is, there are mothers and fathers here too. The two smiled which made Alea even more embarrassed.

"Such a beautiful woman, it's a pity if only invited to the muterin complex" teased Arsen again.

Alea pinched Arsen's arm to keep quiet. Alea was sure her cheeks would have been red by now.

"Then mas, there's a mother and father" whispered Alea.

Arsen laughed "He was ashamed. There's mommy's with dad"

Alea sighed. After permission to mom and dad. Along the way, Alea hit Arsen's arm in annoyance, which was hit instead as if laughing loosely. It only ended when Arsen grabbed Alea's hand and clasped tightly while walking hand in hand towards the complex's garden.

"Mas, you wanna ask, can you?"

Arsen turned to Alea and pinched the woman's sharp nose, "Ask what?"

"Bak Dira and Mas Wira are married?"

Alea thought Arsen would stop his steps like he used to when Alea mentioned Dira in their chat. But it turned out wrong, they still stepped into the complex garden with the sky that now has two stars up there. Arsenic's hands are also not cold, even feel warm with their fingers interlocked. Arsen may have forgotten Dira completely.

"It has. Now they live in Singapore"

"Again and again. I don't remember you" Alea complained. Gita's marriage she does not remember, the marriage mbak Dira also does not remember. "Why did they get married?"

This time their steps stopped. Negative thoughts are coming. Maybe he guessed wrong. Mas Arsen still has the same feeling about Dira. Perhaps, just out of pity and feeling responsible as a husband to keep his newly awakened wife from a coma.

So, where is the real guess?