The Secret of the Heart (Loving My Brother)
Chapter 49
Although it had been almost three weeks since his meeting with Frea, worry still remained in Zara's heart. Especially when remembering the swearing of Frea that will destroy his life. Clearly his heart and mind are always made of misgivings.
Luckily Kennan always reminded that they have family, friends, and most of all, they have God, who is clearly ready to help His people under any circumstances.
Those who had just returned home from work after Maghrib, went straight into his room.
"Frea send a message deck"
Zara, who was sitting in front of the dresser, immediately found her net through the reflection of the mirror.
"What message?" zara asked, her hand moved, took out a cotton swab, then grabbed the toner, poured a little of its contents onto the cotton, and started rubbing it against her face.
"He wants to be friends with us" at this time, Kennan was sitting leaning back in the work chair, with both hands folded behind his head. "From yesterday he kept calling me, but I ignored him"
"Not send photos or videos that are weird right?" Zara turned her face to look at Kennan, who was about to move from her seat.
"No" he said in a close voice, because his position was now, standing beside Zara. "Try here" continued Kennan, who knew already kneeling in front of Zara.
"Will I accept his offer?"
"Obviously not dear, I don't want to be in touch with him. Nor will he ever let you be friends with him"
"I don't want to be friends with him either"
"Good"
"Mas why?"
"I don't know, I don't feel well"
"Sickness?" zara's hand reflexes touched her forehead "No fever really"
"Bring up a deck"
"Why are you?" zara asked, turning her hand to place it on Kennan's shoulder.
Kennan. "No idea" then kissed Zara's soft lips.
As the kiss deepened, their ears caught the sound of a man's deheman. Soon they parsed their lips against each other.
"Dad" Kennan and Zara felt nervous and embarrassed.
Zara, right then, wanted to disappear from Danu's presence. In his heart, he cursed himself for entering the room without closing the door.
"If the business is done, you better get down, mother and Ayu are waiting at the dinner table"
Danu, who had orders from his wife, called his son and daughter-in-law to dinner, had to see the scene he had been doing until now with his wife.
"Why don't you knock on the door?" ask Kennan.
"Why don't you close the door?, if Ayu sees how?"
"Dear the door wasn't closed?" kennan whispered to Zara and then nodded.
Kennan puffed his mouth slightly.
"Would you go to the next session, or would you like to come down?" ask Danu when they don't budge.
"Father down first, we're two minutes down" Kennan said quickly.
Danu left Kennan and Zara in his room.
"Why don't you close the door?"
"Whose last entry?"
Zara could only remain silent, admitting her carelessness.
"Next time do not forget to close the door, do not play nyelonong enter without closing it" Kennan Message "Tap your hair, use khimar really"
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Kennan stared at the food menu on the table. Pulling up the chair, then sitting on it and immediately leaning his back.
Hearing Kennan's command directed at Zara, Nina's forehead shriveled.
Zara who was serving rice for Kennan immediately stopped.
"It's a mother already masakin for mas" said Zara "why do you want an omelet?"
"Not to eat it" he said pointing to several menus with his chin. And Zara immediately went to the kitchen.
"Is there a chicken pepper loh Ken?" nina
"Not bun"
"This is also not willing" Mother pointed to the cow stick on a white plate.
Kennan.
Nina continued her activities serving Danu.
"Love slices of carrots, same leaves manyin bawangnya deck" the command slightly raise the volume of his voice.
"Ok" said Zara and broke three eggs.
"Ken, do you remember Frea, Mr Pranoto's son?" ask Danu after swallowing the chew.
"What is it, Dad?" Kennan looked at Danu's curious face.
"Listen he's back in depression, and has been living in a rehabilitation center for two days"
Zara really did not hear clearly what Danu and Kennan were talking about.
While Nina and Ayu, quietly listened.
"Back depression?" kennan asked with one eyebrow raised "Indeed he used to be depressed well?"
Danu pressed her shoulders softly "Dad also only heard from mouth to mouth, from father's colleagues, so do not know for sure"
"Say" Danu grabbed a glass and gulped down the contents before continuing her sentence "First in High School, she had broken up and continued to be depressed and wanted to end her life, he said, he was treated for 8 months in the hospital, after it was completely healed, and now relapses again"
Danu's words shocked Kennan, and reflexively, swallowed his own saliva.
"Eat the mas" Zara put a plate containing an omelet and a small bowl containing sambal terasi results of his hand.
"No need to use vegetable deck" Prevent it quickly, when Zara is about to reach for a vegetable spoon.
"You want to eat the same omelet sambal terasi doang?" ask Zara to give me a peek
"Yes" he answered and then stood up to the wastafle, to wash his hands.
Kennan's mind was actually not focused after hearing the news about Frea, in his assumption, it was certainly he who caused Frea depression, but when thinking about it again, Kennan denied his assumption. During this time, Kennan and Zara never disturbed his life. It's just that Kennan was a little worried, because it must be on Frea's phone, there were the rest of the messages that were addressed to his mobile number.
Back sitting in the dining chair, Kennan enjoys an omelet and a terasi sambal, made by Zara. He ate with his hands, they still ate when the others had finished eating.
"Why not a vegetable?"
"At the end of the deck, his stomach feels nauseous see the food?"
"Why nausea?" Zara looked at Kennan full of investigation, while chewing food.
Kennan shook his head.
"Tomorrow cigarettes just as much as the coffee is reduced, huh?"
"Mas also has reduced kok, even these two days are not smoking and just ngeteh"
"Want to see a doctor?"
Seeing Kennan's head, making Zara more curious, then inwardly intend to invite him to talk later before going to bed.
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