Without Looking

Episode 28: As a Replacement

With a lethargic step and a slit heart, Rista stepped onto the bed with the help of a faithful white stick in her grasp. His body shook as the so difficult crying came to a halt. His eyes were burning due to the cries of tears that would not stop breaking through the arms of his eyes. The tiny hand held a chest that felt tight. Rista looked at it without caring if anyone would hear her crying. His heart continued to murmur questioning what was wrong with him? The love she felt was a mistake in the eyes of her husband. The opportunity that Zian gave me was nonsense. It was just the way he showed sympathy to the poor blind girl begging for love. Not wanting to be more immersed in pain, Rista prefers to lay down a body that feels so tired. The face full of tears he drowned in a white pillow. Holding back that the crying sound was not too tight, Rista bit her trembling lips. His hand squeezed the end of the pillow with all his might. Rista's cry was now completely at the peak of pain. Wanting to give up it feels, he can't resist a love that is only one-sided. And Zian he so willingly treated Rista with harsh speech and indifference. Rista's heart is an ordinary human heart that will be crushed like a rock that continues to be showered by rainwater. That heart would be broken if Zian continued to shower him with scolding as well.

A hiccup due to crying was not really able to redam Rista. Evidently Zian still heard the woman rebuking when Zian just came out of the bathroom. His hands were drying his hair with a towel, he came off slowly. That's what Zian did because he saw Rista crying. Rista's body that was shaking from crying, made Zian worry. Quickly Zian approached Rista, he didn't even notice that he was currently wearing only a towel that covered his bottom. Zian sat down beside Rista. The girl realized that someone was sitting next to her, as soon as possible Rista wiped away the tears. Didn't want Zian to see her cry and insult her again as a helpless blind girl.

Zian noticed Rista's actions, he pulled the hand.

"Don't pretend!" zian then let go of Rista's hand. "I know you're hurt, don't act like you're okay!" Zian stood up to walk in closet and wore clothes there.

Rista woke up. His eyes had returned to remove the clear fur. Indeed, Rista's throat felt as if stuck and difficult to speak, but this is the time for Rista to express her feelings again. The feeling of being hurt because of Zian's behavior all along. Rista forced himself to speak.

Trouble Rista softly he said,

"mas, may I ask you? How do I forget you mas? How can this taste not hurt me? I'm not strong mas," Rista stopped her speech for a moment holding her throat that felt heavy, even just to swallow saliva. "I'm sick, I want to be able to forget you mas, hiks, hix. Forget my feelings. But, the more I try to forget you. The more I try to hate you, the less I can torment you, the more stupid I am to continue to endure this love. Hiks, please mas! Please help me live all this hiks, hiks, I cape mas. I can't get over you." he said as he lowered his head. Now the cry broke again, a cry that was now firmer but Rista held it with her palm so that the sound of her crying could not be heard.

Zian was stunned, his eyes fixed on the crying wife. Zian had never seen a woman cry like that. Has he really hurt Rista? Zian slowly sat back down. Gently removed the clear feathers that fell scattered on Rista's cheeks with Zian's index fingers.

"What do you expect from me Ris?" asked Zian after wiping the clear grain.

Rista shook his head weakly. "I don't know mas hiks, I'm sorry hiks, because I haven't been able to erase my love for you. I'm sorry mas." said Rista again then lowered his head.

Zian raised Rista's chin, making Rista feel shocked by Zian's treatment. Slowly pulled that chin. Zian then slowly fused his lips with Rista so gently that Rista closed her eyes enjoying the warmth that Zian gave her. There's nothing more, Zian just kissed the woman. Slowly Zian released the reunification of the two lips, after which he also removed Rista's chin. His hands turned to gently stroke the top of Rista's hair. He looked at Rista gently.

"I'm sorry Ris, but you know what? I can't repay your love yet. Instead I will try to learn to love you. May the Lord grant your wish, so that your heart may no longer be hurt. Just so you know Ris, I can't see a woman at least" Zian said so gently.

As if redeeming the deepest recesses of the heart, Rista was swept away in Zian's speech. His hand touched Zian's hand, slowly approaching Zian's. Zian's faithful hand he held back he was touched. Hugged Zian's body later. Rista tightly hugged Zian's body, leaving Zian stunned again.

"Mas, I love you mas. Don't leave! I miss you as Mas hiks. When can we eat together again? When did you treat me again gently? Like the first time you begged to continue this relationship. I love you, I don't know when, but I'll be waiting for you. Hiks, I will be loyal to you even if you never want to see my love, I am sorry again because of my stupidity. Hiks, hiks, I can't lie to my own feelings I love you mas." Tears keep dripping. Those tears Zian could feel on his chest that was not covered by a cloth. Spontaneously Zian stroked Rista's hair.

"I can't promise Ris, I'm sorry I lied to you. But, I will try to be a responsible husband." said Zian, he fell silent for a moment. "And until this moment I still lie to you" he continued in his heart.

Honesty seems unable to reveal Zian, because there is no evidence. Also Rista doesn't have to know for Zian. Because if Rista finds out, for the umpteenth time Zian will scratch the wound in Rista's heart. That's a bad thing and Zian doesn't want that to happen.

That night became an unforgettable night for Rista, in addition to her husband who was so sincerely apologizing. Zian also treated Rista like a wife. Kisses also hug their nights.

Until the morning, Zian became the first person to wake up. He was already dressed casually, because today is Sunday Zian decided to stay at home and accompany Rista. There was a sense of calm and comfort when all night he hugged his wife. Zian did not understand, but he began to learn to accept the fact that maybe Rista was his soul mate. By raising both corners of the lips to paint a sweet smile, Zian looked at Rista who was still asleep. His fingers gently stroked the girl's smooth smooth cheeks.

"Ris, Rista wake up! We have breakfast!" take Zian gently.

Rista who felt the touch, opened his eyes slowly. His cheeks still feel warm, because Zianpun fingers are still there.

"Mas, are you here?" asked Rista while fumbling to the side.

Zian swiftly took Rista's hand and grasped and dyed it at a glance.

"Yes, it's me. You wake up first, take a shower and we have breakfast. I told Bi Maya to bring food here. So, now you take a shower, okay?" Zian without Rista's consent carried the woman to the bathroom.

Rista certainly felt shocked, he reflexes hugging Zian.

"Mas, I was ashamed of us last night..." Rista could not continue his sentence, because he was ashamed of course.

Zian smiled.

"What are you thinking? You're not naked anyway, I've worn your shirt again." explained Zian then brought his lips closer to Rista's ear and whispered, "after all, which part of your body am I not looking at? Everything I've seen." said Zian at a glance kissed Rista's neck.

Rista further sunk her face into the chest of Zian's field. I was so ashamed of what Zian said. Zian was right, last night Zian managed to touch Rista's body. It was impossible for Zian to see every inch of his body.

Until the bathroom, Zian lowered Rista slowly. Smiling sweetly then put both of her hands on both of Rista's shoulders. Staring at Rista who was bowed shyly.

"Now you take a shower, or do you want me to take a bath?" zian's question sounded like it was tempting Rista.

"Huh?" sahut Rista was shocked.

Zian held back his laughter. He pulled slowly on Rista's forehead and kissed her long enough. Then Zian spoke again.

"I'm kidding" Zian said with a smile. "You shower yourself? It's.." Zian leads Rista's hand to touch Buthub. "In the Bathtub there is warm water, you take a bath! I'm staying now." explains Zian. Slowly his hand took off Rista's hand, but Rista pulled back the hand. Zianpun turned around to look at Rista who was about to speak.

"Mas, thank you so much. I know you're good." said Rista and then immediately hugged Zian. "I know you can definitely repay my love mas." he added further strengthen his hug to Zian.

Zian simply smiled and returned the embrace.

About a few minutes later, Rista finished with her bathing ritual. As he opened the door, his hand touched the wall. Groped the wall to get to Walk In Closet which is not far from there. Meanwhile, Zian who was reading the book swiftly stood up, walked up to Rista then led the woman towards Walk In Closet.

As Rista put on the clothes, Zian faithfully waited for Rista in front of Walk In Closet. Suddenly Zian's phone rang and made him knit an eyebrow when he saw the incoming call. Call in from a number that is foreign to Zian.

"Yes, hello." said Zian after raising the call. "Who is this?" ask Zian later.

"I am Yuni, Akira's mother. I want to get some compensation!" the guy behind the phone.

Zian furrowed his forehead clueless, he walked slightly away. Close your mouth to the speaker of the phone.

"What does mom mean?" whisky Zian. His body slightly turned around to look at the situation. Feeling safe Rista still hasn't come out. Zian again whispered, "what's the loss for?"

"Do you pretend to forget or amnesia? You have impregnated my son and my son has to take care of your son for two years. Do you think all that doesn't need compensation? How many of my children have sacrificed? You don't think that's it, huh? Now I ask you to compensate! For all that my son has sacrificed." Yuni explained with a fiery rage.

Zian frowned even more. Be surprised by Yuni's request. However, he regained consciousness after a few seconds of silence. Zian realized he was indeed wrong because of his actions three years ago. Zian breathed a moment. Rubbed his face rough.

"Good ma'am, I'll take responsibility. I will compensate you if the DNA test proves that Chandra is my son. I will compensate if there is evidence." explained Zian immediately hung up the phone.

"Who's the mas?"

Rista's voice made Zian aghast. Zian was shocked to see Rista was already behind him. Not answering Zian was simply flabbergasted in disbelief. His mouth was slightly agape, hesitating to answer.

"Mas, you're still in custody?" Rista fumbled forward while walking slowly.

Zian blinked his eyes. Confused what to say. However, it was too late for Zian to avoid Rista. The girl managed to hold Zian's hand.

"Mas!" call Rista then immediately pull Zian and hold him. "Mas why? What proof is mas? Is there any more problem? Why don't you answer my question?" continued.

Zian closed his eyes at a glance, let out a small sigh and took it out slowly. After that her hand gently stroked Rista's hair. Reply to the woman who is now starting to shed her heart. Trying to speak as quietly as possible so that Rista does not suspect.

"Son, I'm fine. What did you hear?"

Rista shakes. "I heard the mas, just heard the mas say 'there's evidence'. What is the evidence?" ask Rista who doesn't understand.

The fact that Rista did not hear his conversation with Yuni, made Zian sigh in relief. Feeling calm Rista means not knowing anything. Relinquished the hair shoots Rista even this time he showered her with a kiss.

"It's nothing dear, it's just a matter in the office." replied Zian gently.

Rista smiled happily at Zian's reply. I don't think he can believe Zian called him 'honey'. Rista turned his face.

"Darling?" reiterate Rista can't believe it.

"Yes dear." said Zian peeked at Rista's forehead at a glance. "Why? You don't like it?" Zian tightened his embrace. "I'll learn to call you the same way I used to. I'll call 'honey', you don't mind?" ask Zian later.

Rista returned Zian's embrace. Shaking his head a sign he did not mind the call that Zian gave.

"Thank you, I love you" said Rista.