Without Looking

Episode 25: Heart Debate

Their eyes meet. In Yuni's mind, he felt this young man before him was an established man. Could this be the man Akira meant his son? His eyes narrowed at a glance. Like getting a crumbling durian feeling there's a great opportunity. If this is the father of his grandson, then it must be very profitable.

Yuni smiled at the smile.

"Look son, I know his home address. If you want to see me on Saturday come here again. But, you understand!? I don't have one, so ..." Yuni sighed hoping that Zian could understand her point immediately.

Zian knitted his brows at a glance, but instantly understood Yuni's intentions. Unsuspecting, Zian replied calmly.

"Mother, calm down! Let me take the cost." Zian Sahut.

Yuni smiled with satisfaction. Put the crackle of groceries on the floor, then clasped Zian's hand with sparkling eyes.

"Duh son, thank you very much. I actually wanted to persuade Akira not to work there. I guess women, I'm worried, son." Yuni said a little. His face was lowered as if he was feeling sad.

Of course it makes Zian pity. He seemed to see his own mother who was feeling sadness away from his son. Although Zian last saw his mother at the age of six. However, the last memory of his mother is the sad face of the mother who was crying. That's why Zian never had the heart to see a woman cry. His heart seemed to be tapped. There is a sense of compassion. Zian's hand reflexes stroked the back of Yuni's hand. His gaze showed empathy staring at Yuni's face.

"Mom, calm down! I'll help mom." Say Zian softly.

"Thank you so much, son."

After getting Zian's answer. Yuni let go of the grip on Zian's hand. His smile was perfect. Feeling so happy.

Yuni's smile was softly reciprocated by Zian. The man then slightly lowered his head in respect, bidding farewell to Yuni. Judging by Yuni the departure of Zian who boarded the car, then went away with the car.

After the car is no longer visible from view. Yuni smiled cunningly. His brain begins to devise a plan to unite Zian and Akira. It was a pleasure to think that if Zian was Chandra's father, then of course his poor life would change. Let it be for the business of Zian's wife now, after all, it's not okay for a businessman to have more than one wife?

With a carefree step, Yuni took her grocery crackle step then into the house she had previously opened with the help of a key in her grasp.

About an hour Zian made his way home. Because traffic jams hit several city streets, Zian had to go home later than usual. Zian's feelings seemed to lose weight in his thoughts about Akira. Although there are still a number of questions about the truth of Chandra as his son. However, having already met Yuni who would help him Zian feel calmer.

After parking the car in the garage. Zian's footsteps immediately stepped towards the room. However, his forehead shriveled when he saw the door of the room slightly open. Wonder why Rista did not close it tightly. But then, Zian tried not to care. Step back Zian. One more step to open the door. His hand that was about to hold the doorknob was fixated floating in the air. His hearing became so sharp that he heard a voice in the room. The sound of laughter from the child he knew was also the sound of laughter from his wife Rista. There's a sense that Zian doesn't understand. I don't think Zian ever heard his wife laugh like that if it wasn't this morning. And that's what makes him laugh is Satya is not him. Zian still raised his hand in the air. Listening to every conversation Rista had, Chandra was inside.

"Dad, kiss!"

Chandra's voice sounded cheerful. Next Zian heard a voice from behind the phone, but it was less clear. His hearing was sharpened, but it was still unclear. Until the familiar spoiled voice made her feel a little annoyed.

"Ih, Satya what the hell!"

Rista's voice sounded timid.

I don't know what they're talking about seems cool and makes Zian sigh. Then decided to open the door.

It seems that Rista had not realized Zian's arrival. They both look still cool with a cell phone in Chandra's grasp.

"Yes, his father had to rest. So hang up the phone! Tomorrow Chandra video callan again same dad. It's okay, huh? Make a smart kid." Rista Seru.

"Yes. Dad's drug." Chandra replied with a plain look, then was about to hand the phone to Rista's hand.

"Kiss dong!"

Satya's voice behind the phone stopped Chandra's action, then pursed his lips.

"Muaachh, dad's drug."

The boy was so pleased with the facial expression on Rista's phone. Rista was no less happy, he smiled after raising his hand.

"Where's the phone baby!"

Chandra delivers the phone right in Rista's palm. The voice on the phone made Rista blush in embarrassment.

"Don't you kiss your mom's dad?" Satya asked who Zian could hear. Making Zian sigh roll the eyeball. This sight was annoying in Zian's eyes. He prefers to walk towards the bathroom. Close the bathroom door violently.

Zian's actions slightly made Chandra also Rista aghast. A few moments later there was the sound of water. Inside the bathroom Zian waded his body with cold water. Cooling his hot brain was also his heart that was turbulent terrace. He raised his face to feel the dots of water touching the surface of the skin. The cold made him close his eyes. Subdued back his face stared at the water droplets from his body. The feeling was unstable there was pent up anger. There's that discomfort coming back. The feeling that is present when seeing the closeness of Satya and Rista even though it is only via phone. Zian sighed again, turned off the shower then took a towel and wrapped the lower part of his body. Walk out the bathroom.

His eyes found Rista who was flirting with Chandra. The girl immediately got out of bed. Hearing the bathroom door being opened, Rista knew her husband had finished performing the ritual bath. His hand slowly felt the stick and stood about to approach Zian. However, his footsteps came to a halt right in front of the bed. There was a sense of hesitation approaching Zian. She was afraid her husband was angry. This was evident from his actions just now closed the door violently.

"Have you finished your bath?" Ask Rista carefully.

Zian stopped his steps, not answering. Want to hear what words Rista will say next.

"Mas, are you angry again? Are you having any more problems, ma'am?" Ask Rista again gently and carefully. His face looked scared.

Of course, Rista felt fear. Afraid that her husband was angry, she knew the one thing that her husband was angry about would be terrible. Not just snapping but also throwing goods.

Drooping in fear, his lips as if locked to speak again. Because Zian did not answer, Rista did not want to go back to talking fear that it became a problem.

Saw his wife's fearful expression. Zian understood and replied even if it was just a thud.

"Hm."

Rista raised his head at a glance, but lowered his head back. Hold the stick tightly. Feel you have to dare to say his heart. His mouth, which was once too dumb to speak, now forced him to speak.

"Mas" said Rista.

Instantly, Zian felt full of hearing the sound of Rista's voice. His legs replexed over approaching the girl.

During Zian's journey towards Rista, Rista spoke regretfully.

"I'm sorry, I always carry it with you. I'm a lot when you have a problem."

Zian was right in front of Rista right now. His heart was pounding looking at the woman in front of him. The focus of his eyes looked at the tiny lips that were clenching after saying regret. Look at it carefully.

"It's okay." Serve Zian gently. Just reflex.

Making Rista raise a flabbergasted face in disbelief with Zian's reply. He was soft and calmed his heart. Rista smiled sweetly. A smile that Zian clearly saw. Her eyes stared at every inch of the face that Zian now realized was so beautiful and soothing. His heart thump became more erratic when his eyes stopped staring at Rista's tiny pink lips. Which inexplicably awakens the desire to immediately touch those lips to kiss him even if only a glance. His eyes were repeatedly blinked. Trying to shake off a thought that came out of nowhere. His hand raised to stroke Rista's hair, but only able to float in the air. His originally stable heart was now pounding staring at the sweet smiling face of his wife. His body seemed to be fixated and did not want to move from the beauty he saw.

"Mas, have you had dinner?"

Rista's question made Zian aware. Pulling out a hand then slightly thumping neutralized the nervousness in his mind.

"Not yet." Briefly Zian was quick with a look.

"Your mother is in front of me, right?"

Zian looked back at Rista. Swallowing saliva for a moment. His eyes focused back on those tiny lips.

"Emang why?"

Zian felt wrong. Still he noticed the movement of Rista's lips which somehow so tempting.

"I smell your scent. So, I know you're in front of me." Rista answered with a smile.

Zian could not hold back anymore. Slowly pulled Rista's face up to face Zian. He kissed her little lips, and slowly tasted them. Maintain that position long enough. Bend Rista held gently with one hand. Rista was shocked but did not refuse. Zian closed his eyes enjoying the tracing on Rista's soft lips. Likewise Rista tried to calmly close her eyes enjoying Zian's treatment.

After that Zian took off slowly. His face immediately flushed. Feeling ashamed to do the desperate action that he could not bear anymore. The pink temptation of Rista's lips made Zian unable to bear to feel the sweet taste of the lips. Rista himself was embarrassed. Put a shy hue on the cheek. In Rista's heart feeling so happy, Zian treated her sweetly this time. His feeling seemed to float let alone the thump of his heart that seemed to be pounding. Wanted to smile at Rista, but she was embarrassed. He slowly nodded at the end of his lips. I feel nervous and embarrassed too.

Zian was still watching over Rista's actions. Swallowing saliva back to face. Avoid not being tempted to kiss the lips back.

"Don't do that! Or I'll do it again." Zian resolutely.

Rista was shocked to hear Zian's words. His heart was pounding again outside the usual pounding. Feels like a beat. Question after question enveloped Rista's heart.

"What's? Zian want to do it again? Then after this..." Thought Rista stopped not daring to continue what he was thinking. Stop the act of biting the tip of the lips. Now Rista was still glued. Hold back the stick with both hands. Hoping that his heartbeat could not be heard by Zian. His shyness made him tighten his grip on the stick.

"I'll change clothes first. You wait! Me! There's something I want to talk about!" Zian's word then breezed away towards the walk in closet.

Rista is still glued. Holding the chest with one hand. Rista felt an unusual heartbeat. Also happy feelings over Zian's treatment. Is it really Zian's treatment this time?

Rista hopes this is indeed the sincerity of Zian's heart, not a lie. Rista remembered Zian's last words. He said he wanted to say something, making Rista wonder what Zian wanted to say? What's the important thing? Or would Zian say to mend this relationship?