Without Looking

Episode 30: The Sincerity of Love

"I guessed this" muttered Zian and looked at Hendri. "Cancel all my meetings today!' editah Zian who immediately got a nod from Hendri.

"Good sir. But why?" ask Hendri.

Hendri who does not understand and does not know all the problems of Zian certainly felt astonished. Zian did not reply, Hendri understood not to question Zian's reasons anymore. The man preferred to turn around to get out immediately. However, Zian stopped Hendri's steps.

"We're going to Jakarta today! You come with me now!" pinta Zian's.

Close the laptop and take the suit and put it on. Zian then walked first while tidying up his suit.

"Come on!" bring Zian.

Hendri immediately followed from behind. Arriving at the parking lot Zian immediately entered the back seat, Hendri entered and drove in front.

All the way, only silence was felt. Zian seemed to keep biting the tip of his thumb, he looked nervous and anxious. Hendri continued to watch over his superiors from the front rearview mirror. Watched occasionally by Hendri Zian who was anxious. Actually, Hendri was curious, what makes Zian so anxious. However, again Hendri did not dare to ask. His boss would be angry if he kept asking. Hendri realized that he did not have to interfere with Zian's affairs. After about an hour until Jakarta, Hendri ventured to ask because he did not know their destination to Jakarta.

"Sorry where are we going?" asked Hendri while glancing at the rearview mirror.

Seemed by Hendri Zian reached into his pocket to take a mobile phone and look for something there. Hendri faithfully waited until Zian thrust a phone that showed the direction of the road to Akira's house in the Maps application. Hendri picked up the phone and followed the direction the phone was pointing at. There is no conversation, Hendri just continues to focus on driving while occasionally having Zian in the Backseat. Feeling strange and a little curious too when Hendri saw the master so restless. I don't know what Zian was thinking, despite trying not to care but Hendri still felt curious. However, Hendri did not try to ask he knew the expression Zian showed as if annoyed at something. Hendri's gaze focused on the streets, he thought a little about the results of the DNA test. Who was tested on that test? Hendri doesn't know and his connection to this address.. Hendri was still busy thinking, until suddenly Zian broke Hendri's daydream.

"You don't talk to Rista, we're going to Jakarta! You understand?" decreed Zian forced.

"Em, where are we going, sir?" asked Hendri who finally ventured.

"To Akira's house."

Hendri was made to link eyebrows by Zian's answer, because he still did not understand the relationship between seeing the results of DNA tests and their departure to Akira's home in Jakarta.

"For what, sir? I'm sorry to ask so many questions, but this seems so secret. I think I should know why." explained Hendri.

There was no reply from Zian, the man was silent for a moment. His fingers pinched his head which felt dizzy.

"I'm confused Hen, it's a matter of three years ago. Because of that mistake, Akira was pregnant and she gave birth to my child." replied Zian sounding listless.

Henry heard Zian's reply. Trying to digest what Zian said. Linking everything he thought about Zian to a DNA test. After a few seconds of thought, Hendri was able to draw a conclusion.

"So, the hair sample at that time was.."

"Sample my son's hair." cut Zian.

Hendri understood now, he asked again, he asked,

"so the boy's master's son, then what are we going to do to Akira's house?"

"Akira's mother asked for compensation for what Akira had done. She has been giving birth to Chandra and took care of her for two years, but I never asked. Okay, for that matter I don't matter but the problem isn't Hen," Zian paused for a moment, "the problem is I'm confused what to do with Rista, I can't be honest but I don't want to lie to him anymore" he continued.

Hendri took a long breath. His eyes were still focused on driving, turning as they reached the intersection.

"I think, sir, you better be honest. Although it is bitter at first, but it tastes better to be honest. After all, no matter how well you cover all this, Rista will definitely know." proposed Hendri.

Zian scrunched his forehead. Not accepting Zian with what Hendri proposed, his ego still dominates the heart and does not want to give up. Although just to be honest, but for Zian it is very difficult.

"No! I can't." Zian said, folding both hands under his chest.

"Sorry sir, but there is a saying that if someone keeps a carcass then the smell will be smelled too. My proposal sir, better be honest. If one day someone else is dismantling it will be more complicated." explained Hendri stick to his proposal.

Zian straightened up, staring at Hendri.

"Enough! Don't talk about that useless shit anymore. I know, but you don't understand how I feel. So you better keep your mouth shut, lest you unload even a little about this secret!" snapped Zian.

Hendri silenced his mouth for a moment, he glanced at Zian from the rearview mirror. Seemed the man was so annoyed, it was visible from his fingers that were back on the nose and heaving a heavy sigh.

Actually Hendri felt sorry, but his proposal was not Zian heard.

An hour passed, about a six-hour drive from Cilacap to the capital. Now they are among the traffic jams in Jakarta. From the traffic jam they spent about fifteen minutes on the streets of the capital.

At one o'clock in the afternoon they arrived at Akira's rented house. Zian got off, while Hendri was asked to wait in the car.

Zian's footsteps felt heavy, he felt as if he was going to encounter a big problem meeting with Akira. In his mind there was only Rista, he was thinking about the feelings of the wife. The meek woman had never been the least bit upset or scolded him during her marriage. He is also very kind and loving. Zian couldn't have imagined, if Rista knew all this. That gentle heart would be able to feel the pain of Zian's past mistakes? Zian's eyes widened to see the figure of the woman who came out of the house. Their eyes meet. Akira soon avoids Zian's gaze. He was about to walk out of the house, without caring Zian in front of him Akira passed Zian just like that. However, Zian swiftly blocked the woman's hand.

"Wait!" exclaim Zian.

Akira looked at the wrist that Zian was holding, then looked at the man. Zian spontaneously took off Akira's hand.

"Sorry." said Zian, "but I want to talk to you, so please don't go! There's something we need to talk about about Chandra." Zian looked serious, making Akira face the man and look seriously at Zian's eyes.

Because he did not get a response from Akira Zian back to speak, he said,

"i'll take responsibility, I'll compensate you for everything you've sacrificed to take care of my son all this time." Zian sighed for a while, "I'm sorry for what I said the other day. In exchange I will give you whatever you ask. Let's just say it's my compensation with you for my mistakes three years ago" he continued, but got no response from Akira.

The woman seemed to be thinking of digesting every word that Zian had said. Finally after a few seconds of thought, Rista came to a conclusion. Zian has obtained evidence of Chandra as his son. Akira closed his eyes at a glance, sighing in relief Zian already knew and he came to his senses. However, Akira has decided not to get in touch with Zian or his son Chandra. Realizing that Zian was no longer possible, he decided to stay away. What matters to Akira now is Chandra's happiness. Sighs for a moment, and then Akira says,

"sorry sir, I can't take it. I sincerely take care of Chandra and Chandra is also my son." Akira subtly refused.

But, just as the woman was about to leave and step back Zian pulled back Akira's wrist.

"Don't refuse! This is my business card." Zian clenched a business card in Akira's palm. "I have said for compensation, I beg you not to refuse! If there is anything you need contact me immediately!" zian's orders don't want to hear Akira's rejection. The man passed later. Walk away from Akira to his car. Entering there without looking at Akira who was standing on the spot was shocked by Zian's actions. His eyes looked at Zian who passed by the car away from his yard. He looked at the blue business card. Grip it tightly.

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The car that drove far drove through the streets of Jakarta. The journey home they did. Zian still looks confused in the Backseat, while Hendri tried not to care and drove a car to the city where they live.

This time the trip was smoother. It only took about six hours to get to Zian's house, there was no traffic jam. Arriving there Zian immediately got off the previous car Zian ordered, Zian said,

"Please take care of the office. I can't go back to the office for a few days, I need time to think."

Zian who got the nod from Hendri immediately breezed in the house. Hendri's car drove out of Zian's house.

When he opened the door and stepped into the room, Zian's steps stopped to find the wife who was cooking in the Kitchen. His steps turned towards Rista who was washing vegetables. Both of Zian's hands immediately hugged the woman from behind. Putting his forehead on one of Rista's shoulders, made Rista slightly aghast.

"Mas!" Rista immediately knew who hugged her while smelling the scent of Zian's perfume.

"What dear?" Zian peeked at Rista's cheek, further tightening his embrace.

"Well, you're home yet? The feeling of not yet adhan Maghrib usually you go home after isa." asked Rista was surprised.

"Why am I going home now, hm? I miss you dear." exclaimed Zian again kissed Rista's cheek.

"Mas! There's Bi Maya, I'm embarrassed." said Rista considering Bi Maya who was in the room earlier.

"Nothing," Zian replied glancing at Bi Maya who had just walked out of the room. Cueing the middle-aged woman to go back in. Bi Maya who understood immediately went back into the room.

Rista simply bowed in embarrassment while smiling sweetly.

"If so, what room are we going to do?" whispered Zian tease.

"Mas!" sahut Rista sounded timid.

Zian smiled directly holding the woman in bridal style towards their room. Rista was startled to spontaneously hug Zian's neck. His feelings felt made to float with Zian's treatment. That guy's been pampering her lately.

Slowly put Rista to bed. It was heard by Rista Zian opening his suit. The girl scrunched her forehead.

"Mas!" call Rista, then he feels the movement of the bed. Rista knew her husband was approaching. Zian's breathing now felt right on his face. Zian's fingers gently touched Rista's face.

"Honey," said Zian while gently stroking Rista's hair. "Are you really, really fond of me?" continues asking.

"Mas, how is that? I really love you mas. Why are you doing that?"

Rista's plain-sounding question according to Zian drew two corners of Zian's lips to reveal a smile. Fucked Rista's forehead long enough.

"Please dear." said Zian and hugged his wife.

Rista hugged her husband back. Zian's feelings are indeed made a dilemma with the reality as well as the love he feels. Honestly, that's something Zian can't do. Honesty really hurts the heart. Whether it was Rista's heart or Zian's own. Slowly Zian took off his embrace on Rista. He looked back at the beautiful face of his wife. His hands were unceasingly stroking gently the beautifully decomposed hair.

"Darling, if I.." Zian was silent, confused as to what to say.

"If you what?" asked Rista gently.

Zian's breath flew back at a glance.

"Dear, it's okay. If I hold you, keep kissing you. Do you mind?"

Rista was again made blush by Zian. His hands touched Zian's face. Zian closed his eyes at a glance enjoying the gentle touch of Rista's fingers.

"Mas, I belong to you. You have the right to touch me as you please. I don't mind mas." replied Rista with faithful fingers tracing every inch of Zian's face.

Zian sat beside Rista taking that hand. Kissed her long enough. Then Zian lay down beside Rista, hugging his wife from the side.

"Thank you dear, for you have been patient in loving me. Ye know? It didn't take you a year to get my heart. I actually love you already."

Hearing Zian's words that sounded so sincere made Rista turn her body to face Zian. Zian is loving and affectionate.

"Thank you for giving me a chance. I will always take care of our love mas." said Rista interrupted hug.

What Rista said slightly scratched Zian's heart. The sincerity that Rista gave Zian was unable to reply with the same honesty or sincerity. The fact that Zian has lied to Chandra, certainly Zian can not cover himself. It becomes harder for Zian to be honest and destroy Rista's hopes. Can't bear to see more tears from the figure he began to love with full earnestness.

Zian sighed repeatedly he showered Rista's hair with a kiss. Don't want the moment to disappear, the beautiful moment of their togetherness.

The sound of Zian's cell phone ringing disperse Zian's daydreams of anxiety. Rista who released a hug made Zian speechless looking at the woman.

"Mas, that's your phone?" ask Rista to make sure.

Zian was silent for a moment, smiling and then peeling back Rista's forehead.

"Yes dear."

"If so, lift it up first! It seems important." The estimation of Rista was not without reason. Hearing the sound of the phone ringing that never stopped made Rista sure the call was important.

His wife understood the situation. Zian shuffled up and gently rubbed Rista's hair. The woman is sitting right now.

"If so I lift first. You wait for ya!" pinta Zian with smooth.

After getting out of bed, Zian saw the incoming call from the phone screen. The name on the phone screen makes Zian knit his eyebrows.