Without Looking

Episode 21: The Voice of Cry

Zian accompanied Rista, not even sleeping all night to check Rista's body temperature which was up and down. Because staying up all night makes Zian this morning not awake.

Being held by Rista his body felt so limp. Pluk, a small towel felt on the back of his hand. The towel was a little dry. Holding and touching the towel, then he woke up. Something happened last night. As Rista Zian continued to hold onto his forehead, not remembering clearly indeed. However, Rista was sure the man was guarding her all night.

Rista fumbled beside his body. Can Rista feel Zian's hand muscles. The man didn't wake up, probably because he was so tired. Slowly Rista shuffled from the bed. Slowly open the blanket he was wearing. Groped for the location of the stick. Maybe Zian put it next to the bed.

Crack..

Back Rista felt surprised, for accidentally nudging a glass on the table. Rista's hands trembled, he was slightly aghast. But then, someone's voice resuscitated him.

"Why? Where are you going?" Zian asked with a typical hoarse voice of waking up. Rubbed his eyes for a while, then approached Rista. Sit next to the girl.

The girl next to him did not reply, she was still shocked that she had destroyed one more item in Zian's house. Slowly Rista leaned over, about to pick up the shards of the uneasy-feeling glasses just kept crushing the items. Zian sigap took that hand.

"You want what you?!" Zian asked a little. "Crazy for you! Wish another hand wound!" Zian clasped tightly onto Rista's hand.

Rista was silent, but then he said.

"sorry. Sorry I'm mas, because I always destroyed stuff. Even ruined your future." Clearly Rista sadly looked down showing regret.

Zian sighed, though,

"Yes already. Don't do this again! You wait a minute! I'll have Bi Maya finish the shard."

Zian shuffled down from the bed. His feet stepped out of the room. He called Bi Maya and told her to clean up the shards of the shard.

After Bi Maya cleaned up the shards of the shard. Zian has settled with the ritual bath. He stared at Rista who was still sitting on the mattress with his legs stretched forward.

"Let's have breakfast!" Pinta Zian with a cold tone.

The man hurried off to walk in closet, unconcerned by Rista's response. Change clothes there, then come back out with a complete office stellan. Zian glanced at the mattress after wearing a watch on his wrist. A bit of a frown, but then his face went back flat no matter what. Zian didn't see Rista there, but he did! Zian thought maybe the girl went to the bathroom.

Unconcerned about Rista, Zian then walked towards the dining room. Rista was sitting in the middle of cutting bread and then he put it in his mouth. Bi Maya is seen approaching Rista putting a glass of warm milk on the table.

"It's non! The milk, next to the plate isn't it?!" Obviously Bi Maya, then leave to the kitchen after getting a thank you from Rista.

Zian sat down in front of Rista. Take a piece of bread and apply chocolate jam on it.

"How are you feeling better?" Zian asked glanced at Rista and then fed the bread that had been smeared with jam.

"Good on."

Rista stopped eating. Groping the milk next to the plate then drinking it until it runs out. Zian smiled without even knowing. It was nice that his wife was cured and could have breakfast together this morning.

Finish breakfast. Bi Maya seems busy cleaning the dishes as well as used glasses. Zian then stood up to approach Rista. Unexpectedly the man pulled and then dyed Rista's temple at a glance, leaving Rista flabbergasted to drop the garfu in his hand. Fortunately the garfu that fell immediately Zian responded.

"Be careful honey! I'll go first!" Zian rubbed gently on Rista's hair. He glimpsed a glimpse of Bi Maya who was smiling at the intimacy of Rista and Zian.

"Bi! Titip Rista yes! If she's going anywhere, auntie, please anterin!" Zian's orders then stroked Rista's shoulders whispering something in the girl's ears.

"Do the show well! Don't say anything to anyone!"

It's Rista guessed. Zian was just pretending to be nice to her. Perform a charade of love, because there is Bi Maya in that place. Of course, Zian should look fine with Rista.

Instantly the shock that was originally feeling happy, now turned into a wound in Rista's heart. As strong as energy he can withstand the clear bulir contained in the eye pelupuk. Holding back his lips, in order to be able to say without hoarse when answering Zian's question.

"Yes mas. You be careful on the road." Replied Rista smiled bitterly.

Zian again kissed now he kissed Rista's forehead.

"You too baby, be careful at home." Said Zian then tidied up the coat at a glance and went out of the house.

Bi Maya approached Rista with her sweet smile.

"Duh non, seneng ya newlyweds. Very friendly." He then took the plate in front of Rista.

Rista only smiled bitterly while agreeing on what Bi Maya said in her heart.

"If only it were true. If only this wasn't a show." Lirih Rista in the heart then wiped away the tears with the palm of the hand. Move on later with the help of a stick. Step into the room. Diraba with trembling hands the doorknob of his room. Slowly his steps passed through the tile after the white tile. Feels far away on the way to the bed, feels heavy steps. Arriving at the bed he felt the bed, sat there. Holding the body by holding a stick. His hands were trembling, his heart was like that. Feeling the vibrations of deep wounds. Poking and tightness make it difficult to breathe. Along with tears that keep flowing. Squeezed, clasped tightly to his clenched chest.

"Why? Hix.. Hix.. It hurts so much hix.. Hix.. Mas.. I love you, but why does this hurt.hiks.."

Rista squeezed his chest which felt tight and sore. Keep shedding tears. Holding his body with one of his hands tightly grasped the stick. Subjected to hold back the subject of the lie that was uttered, on the charade of love that has been done. Done Zian as a game that throngs the deepest recesses of the heart. Destroying the sense that has been awakened. However, even so it is difficult to remove the taste that has been deeply embedded in the depths of the heart that was never expected before. A sense that comes suddenly and is destroyed instantly, when a lie is done.

Day by day passed. Now the lie that Zian did, as if to become daily food for Rista. The man behaves sweetly in front of people and acts like a stranger when they are both. Rista has done what he did. Let it! Rista tried to enjoy even though what happened was just a lie.

Apparently, Zian himself was tired of the pretense he was doing. But he still has to do that. If not, then what would he be? If someone finds out Zian hurt Rista and tells Faris. Of course it was a big deal for Zian.

That morning Zian came out of the bathroom and walked into the closet. He saw his wife standing in front of the wooden closet opening the closet. Still Zian attentive to the actions that Rista did. Ristapun did not realize the arrival of Zian. He used some hanging king then took one of them. He smiled and stroked a light blue shirt. Zian was unhappy.

"Gapain you?!" Zian asked a little. Approaching Rista later. Take that shirt by force.

"What mean? Since when did you dare to tear apart my stuff?!" Ketus Zian's.

Rista blinked his eyes and looked down. Clear thread fell from his eye patch. Surprised also felt heartache with Zian's clasping. Squeezing his fingers, holding him back so that he does not look disgusted.

"Why? He was asked that! Very cry." Zian stepped towards the closet slightly nudging Rista's shoulder. The girl sobbed still silent on the spot. Kala Zian will hang back the shirt, the action stopped because suddenly Rista said after just silencing his mouth.

"I just want to help you choose a gold shirt. Sorry, if you don't like it." Clearly Rista with a soft and hoarse voice held back the cries.

Zian let out a sigh of annoyance.

"What do you want to choose? There's nothing you can see!" Ketus Zian with a cold tone. Hang the shirt back in the closet.

Unable to be held back, Rista's tears slid rapidly on her cheeks. Breaking through the defenses of the eyeball that held him back earlier. In order for profuse clear circles not to pour. Step slowly with a stick then. The girl walked with shaky steps out leaving Zian.

Zian had insulted him a lot of times, but foolishly Rista's heart had always accepted and maintained love for him. The more Rista brushed off that feeling, the more her love grew. Not the desire Rista loves or hates. It was hard for him to separate those two conflicting senses. His heart was always certain, Zian would love him someday. I don't know when and where Rista will survive? Holding back the love that claps one hand.

Stunned for a moment Zian heard Rista's explanation. He looked back at the shirt he had hung. Take it and observe the shirt that Rista picked up earlier. Not to blame what Rista did? The girl was just trying to help. Be a good wife and help her husband choose clothes. However, I don't know Zian always underestimated Rista's actions. He always thought he was blind and could do nothing.

The morning changed the afternoon and then drowned the light of the sun. This afternoon at five o'clock, Zian was still struggling with a laptop observing the floor plan for his cafe. Suddenly the phone beside him rang. Quickly Zian picked up the phone.

"Sir, someone wants to meet. He said he was my brother-in-law." Obviously the guy behind the phone.

"See, let's go up!"

Trupps... Zian put the phone back on, closed the conversation.

Before long, someone said a greeting and opened the door. Zian was seen by that man. Zian who was twitching the base of his nose. It looked so dizzy the person before him was. Snapping Diana walked to the front of Zian's table. The man did not hear Diana's greeting, evident from his surprised expression when Diana threw a brown envelope on the table.

"What is this?!" Zian asked snapped, of course because he was shocked.

"That's proof that I didn't sleep with you! So, you don't accuse me anymore." Strictly Diana with indignation.

Zian glanced at Diana at a glance, then opened the envelope, closely observing the contents within the envelope. His eyes were wide open to see the last photo in the envelope. With a probing look, Zian looked at Diana.

"Who is this woman? Is he the one I'm sleeping with?" Ask Zian.

Diana sighed, putting her hands under her chest.

"Yes. She's the woman who slept with you. And let me emphasize. I'm not the woman who slept with you. That's proof that he slept with you. You seen? That woman came out of the room you slept in three years ago." Obviously Diana with emphasis in every word.

Zian's eyes narrowed.

"How do you know? From whom do you know all this?" Zian asked annoyed.

"From the man who brought us together three years ago."

"Kevin?"

"Yes. So, from now on don't bother me anymore! Camn it! Excuse me, Mr. Zian Alansyah." Diana sauntered away leaving Zian flabbergasted in disbelief.

Zian glued for a moment, until then he threw the envelope to the floor. Disperse the photo from inside the envelope, leaving the photos scattered.

"B r e n g s e k!! Damnit damnit! Why won't he talk to me. Even talking to her sister and some of these things the same Diana!" Umbat Zian drew his breath down furiously. "Well, if you go home Hen! I'll interrogate you all-out." Determined Zian then stood up and took the suit on the chair he was sitting on. Wear it and walk out of the room to the parking lot. Car exits the office parking lot.

In Zian's determination, he will meet the woman named Akira. The woman who had been presumptuous took her virginity and just left. I was so upset with Zian. Why didn't he realize it from the beginning? The woman with the beautiful eyes she looked at a few days ago was the same woman she had looked into three years ago.

Elsewhere Rista was busy washing dishes with Bi Maya. They also talk. Rista did not think of Bi Maya as a maid, but more like her own parents. Makes Bi Maya feel comfortable with her employer.

"Non, aunt said. No, no need to help aunt. Auntie's not good." Obviously Bi Maya while rinsing the dishes. Glanced at Rista.

"Nothing bi. I used to help my mom. It's only roomy doang bi." Rista replied gently as her hand wiped the plate Bi Maya finished washing. His hand then touched the plate shelf and stored it neatly there.

Bi Maya smilingly looked at Rista who was so shrewd. Although blind Rista is not spoiled and wants to help him.

"I salute you equally non. Luckily, the same marriage is non. Non Rista is beautiful, well, keep helping auntie."

Rista smiled softly in her heart she softly said.

"But I'm blind. If only Zian had said that. But,.." Rista sighed still with the smile she maintained. "Still bi. We should help each other. Aunty has also done a lot of things must have cape."

About thirty minutes they were struggling with dishes and kitchen utensils. Now Rista was washing her hands and Bi Maya opened the fridge to pick up something.

Huuu....

A strange voice suddenly sounded by Rista. The girl approached Bi Maya with the help of her wand. The back of Bi Maya.

"Bi-b.. Aunty heard no voice?" Ask Rista to panic. Feeling a little afraid to hear a voice like someone crying.

Bi Maya frowned then stood up while holding the UHT milk in her hand.

"What sound is non? Not really."

"Bi sound. The rich voice of the cry." Rista replied with a tense tone.

Bi Maya holds Rista's arm. The feathers stood up. I was scared of what Rista said. Stammering Bi Maya asked while sharpening her hearing. Perhaps Bi Mayapun could hear that voice.

"Crying voice? Don't want me to be non. What kind of crying voice? What girl is a guy?"

Bi Maya's hands started shaking. Rista panicked. He gripped the white stick he was holding.

"Kaya nangis bis. What does aunt mean?"

Bi Maya closed her eyes. Afraid of what he thinks. Increasingly tightened his grip on Rista.

"duh non. Don't be a non-kunti." Replied Bi Maya grimacing in fear of still closing her eyes.

"Hus aunt!" Rista hit Bi Maya's hand slowly. "Don't say anything!"

Huuu...

"Bi her voice is again." Rista made Bi Maya close her eyes.

"Duh non-aunty also horrified. What the hell is that?"

Bi Maya was trembling because she also heard the crying sound that Rista said.

Huuu.. The sound of crying is getting louder. Making Rista feel the feathers as if standing up. Feeling scared by the voice that Bi Maya suspected was Kunti.

"Bi her voice is getting louder!" Excited Rista again tried to calm down even though he was afraid. "How rich are you in the back, Mom?" Rista asked feeling that voice was behind them.

Bi Maya's fear is becoming more and more, he reprolex hit Rista's hand slowly.

"ah! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no joke! Not funny, no."

"Serious bi. Denger!" Rista again sharpened his hearing as well as Bi Maya.

Bi Maya tried to look back, because she heard the voice clearly from behind her body.

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