The Secret of the Heart (Loving My Brother)

Chapter 51

"Sorry madam, I can't" Kennan insisted "I don't have time to take care of others"

"Help Ken, just help him until he recovers"

"Once again sorry, I can't help"

Kennan turned off his phone connection unilaterally, after which, he immediately deactivated his phone, then stored it on the nightstand.

"He's depressed mas?" Zara asked with a bright eye.

Kennan nodded

"Mas know?"

Again Kennan nodded.

"Since when?"

"So at dinner" said Kennan, his left hand moved to press the switch for a table lamp that only dimmed. "Father tells the mas, when you're making an omelet" he continued and walked to the switch, turning off the main room light.

"He's so what's because of his love for mas clapping one hand?"

"Sleep yuk"

"He became like that because of us?"

"Mas doesn't want to talk about that deck" he answered and lay down while pulling Zara's body into his arms.

"What other stories about him?"

"Please deck, it's none of our business, so stop talking about it okay"

"But mas" Zara slightly raised her head and brought her neutrals together "she's like that because it must have something to do with us"

"What relationship?" kennan asked, his hand wrapped around the back of Zara's hand which was on her stomach. "He who disturbs our lives deck, he who has hurt you"

"Are you sure you don't want to help him?"

"No" said Kennan more firmly than before.

Zara again landed her head on Kennan's arm.

"You don't think hard" said Kennan, then dyed Zara's head "He's like that, because of himself. He's been like this before"

"Did you say it?"

"Hem"

Silence, there was only the sound of the clock ticking loudly. They kept quiet for a long time.

"Mas doesn't want to deal with him, wants him depressed, wants him to mat_"

"Don't say that" cut Zara quickly while smothering Kennan's mouth with his left hand "We're not taught like that's the same father mother, same papi mami"

"But you should never ask your mother to help her"

Zara's forehead shriveled and then turned her head to look at Kennan "Did you see my intention to tell you?

"Filling, usually it is"

"I'm also not willing to help him" he said back to lay his head.

The hugs are getting tighter, as if trying to strengthen each other "Mas does not want to deal with them deck, so you should never lose if they also ask you. Harden your heart to reject it. Understand yeah?"

Zara responded with a nod of her head in Kennan's arms.

"We better sleep baby, tomorrow we try to talk to the father of the same papi, afraid they also ask for help from father"

"Will I also tell you about the behavior of Frea who has terrorized us with indecent photos and videos?"

"Yes dear"

"But talking to his father slowly"

"But you promise not to think about this"

"Even though I said yes" said Zara, the finger of her left hand playing the finger of her husband's right hand "Stay with my mind, my anxiety really can't be bargained if it's related to Frea"

"But please don't think too much, I don't want to see you sad, I just want to see you happy living the same mas. You know, I love you since you were born, I love you until this second" said Kennan without pause "You smile enough because your smile is the power of your life. I want to be the power of the mas"

"Hem"

"Promise yes"

"Promise" he said, nodding "But mas also promise, mas must divide the burden of mas to me"

"Dear promise" Kennan kissed Zara's head again.

Zara who still survives in Kennan's arms, he takes a deep breath while inhaling the body scent of the husband, who has inexplicably lately become opium for him. A very calming aroma, which he always wanted to breathe when restless and also agitated started to ambush.

"Yes" said Zara Lirih.

*****

After cooking breakfast, Zara returned to her room, and when she had just opened the door, she heard a voice like someone throwing up, coming from the bathroom. Zara quickly ran to the source of the sound and opened the unlocked door.

"It's still his stomach? Zara's hand reflexes touched Kenan's nape and gave a little massage. "What's the wind?"

"I don't know" Kennan said, rinsing and washing his face.

"Have a shower?"

"Already"

"We're having breakfast, I'm waiting"

"You didn't shower first?"

"I've had a bath" Zara replied, holding her husband's arm "Where's the belly?" ask after coming out of the bathroom.

"Udah put the deck away"

"Oh, is it really okay?"

Zara, who was so panicked by Kennan's health condition, added Frea, who still had not stepped out of her mind, made her sigh in despair, and refrained from giving Kennan a series of questions.

"Right mom"

"Yes, let's go down"

"Yuk" replied Kennan after previously landing a kiss on Zara's forehead.

*

While busy with work in the office, Zara is shocked by the voice behind the phone from the reception. He said that there was a middle-aged woman, wanted to meet and was currently waiting in the lobby.

Zara could have guessed, it was likely that the woman was someone who spoke to her husband last night on the phone.

"I'm going down" replied Zara and put the phone back in place.

"Good morning, do you want to meet me?" ask Zara as gently as possible, then sit facing the woman who looks haggard and tired.

"Is this not Kennan Buwana's wife?" The woman asked with her eyes glaring, her hands fused together on the table, and the look on her face as if signifying that this moment was both restless and afraid.

"Yes"

"Can you please persuade her husband to help with my son's recovery?"

Zara clenched her lips tightly, while both of her hands were already drenched in sweat, holding in fury.

How could he courageously ask Zara for help, and as much as possible, Zara refrained from dying with her words as Kennan had said last night.

"Sorry ma'am, I can't persuade my husband" Zara replied flatly, but it still sounded polite. "If my husband has said no, I can't do anything myself, including just persuading him"

Silent for a moment, Zara inhaled a breath, then exhaled slowly before making a sound again. "Mom should ask a psychologist for help"

"But psychologists say, if he can recover only with the help of Kennan"

"Why can only my husband help her?" zara asked still holding back.

"Because his depression was caused by your husband"

Emotions held in Zara's mind, now began to peak after hearing the answer from the woman before her.

"The mother's daughter is like that because of her own fault, sorry if my words sound presumptuous. It was my mother's daughter who had disturbed my household"

Silent for a moment

"Is it appropriate for a single woman to send a photo and video without a single outfit to the mobile phone of a married man?"

"You should understand my son's attitude"

"I have to understand, which is clearly a profanity, done by a mature woman?" well then, you also have to be aware if my husband refuses to help"

"Do you have no heart?"

Zara did not respond immediately. His pair of beads moved, figuring out what he meant.

"We just don't want to get into the circle of your family problems"

Hearing Zara's straightforward reply, the woman fell silent.

"I'm sorry I'm busy" Zara said, standing up "Excuse me"

"You guys are really mean" he shouted as Zara continued to step away from him. And that shout, witnessed by Danu who happened to pass after returning from the warehouse section, was about to go to his room.

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