Without Looking

Episode 33: The Voice Behind the Phone

"Who does Brother Zian mean b r e n g s e k?" ask the woman in front of Zian.

Clenching his eyes, Zian then tried to calmly answer the question of the woman who turned out to be Diana. I don't know since when Diana was there, but Zian was really shocked by Diana's presence. Thinking full of dilemmas, could Diana have heard everything she said? Or maybe he saw when Zian pulled Akira's hand? A flash of negative thought swirled in Zian's mind. However, Zian tried to calm down with a slight sigh before replying.

"Who? You were wrong maybe? Since when have you been behind me? You nguping?" zian answered, asking.

Diana felt a strange sensation from her sister-in-law. A little raise an eyebrow. Diana then asked, "I mean big brother? Egreup? I'm new here too. I heard you say 'scoundrel'. Watch out! Don't you tell Brother Rista again? Brother don't just talk! Brother Rista it's good it's sister who ...."

"Enough! I'm not as bad as you think I am, so stop being ugly. I'm your brother-in-law now!" cut off Zian in an annoyed tone and then leave Diana.

Diana was made even more clueless. With a suspicious attitude Zian made Diana feel more alert with her brother-in-law. Diana had just passed by on her bike and she deliberately stopped when she heard Zian swearing indistinctly. Diana's goal led her to approach the man and Diana felt strange about Zian's actions. Preferring not to debate the Zian gelagat, Diana then returned to ride a bicycle. However, he preferred to follow his brother-in-law. With a slow pace and a little hiding behind a parked car, Diana's eyes probed to see the movements of Zian who turned out to approach her brother Rista. Sighing in relief Diana, when she found out her sister-in-law was with Rista and Chandra.

"Huu, thank God for cheating again." murmured Diana.

With the bike he rode, Diana went back on her way to get home soon. The morning exercise was over and Diana chose to go home soon.

At around nine in the morning, Rista Zian and Chandra decided to go home. Because the sun became increasingly hot to make them choose to go home immediately. On the way home, Zian unceasingly thought about Akira's request. The woman asked him to meet with her excuse for asking for something. Something that is still a question mark for Zian.

Busying himself with work, Zian tries to forget about Akira's request. That night Rista approached Zian who was struggling with a laptop in front of him. The sound of Rista's wand resuscitated Zian from his focus on the monitor screen. His eyes glanced at the approaching Rista then felt the table where he worked.

"Not sleeping yet, dear?" ask Zian to stand up.

Closing the laptop, Zian then approached Rista. Standing in front of him, embracing and slowly pulling Rista's waist. He kissed his wife's forehead.

"Bag,"

"Hmm, yeah what, baby?"

Zian tidied Rista's hair to the side tucking it behind the earlobe.

"Mas why? The feeling from earlier mas diem aja." said Rista.

Slowly Zian lowered his hand that had been stroking Rista's hair. Turning that hand held both of Rista's shoulders. Take it gently.

"Darling, I'm fine with just a little more trouble in the office" Zian replied gently.

Staring at the face of his wife who was so innocent and sincere. A sweet smile was engraved there. Zian couldn't take it anymore, the smile made him pull the two corners of his lips. The more determined Zian looks at Rista's beautiful face with a smile that is still loyal.

"If so mas must immediately rest, it is not good to continue thinking about office work. All problems must have a solution mas." said Rista.

Zian's hand was curled around his wife.

"Dear, I want to take a shower." said Zian then lead Rista to walk to their room.

There Rista assisted Zian to sit on the bed. He held onto both shoulders slowly.

"I'm glad I took a shower!"

Cup, Zian kissed the wife's forehead after speaking. Upon seeing Rista's smile, Zian passed walking towards the bathroom that was in the room.

There was a splash of water, a sign that Zian had started her bathing ritual. With his initiative Rista went from sitting to Walk In Closet to take Zian's nightgown. Until Walk In Closet prepared a nightwear for Zian. After that, Rista sat back on the bed. The white stick he put next to the nightstand. Rista's hand felt the location of the phone on the nightstand. Picking it up then Rista put on the earphones that he did take also along with the phone.

Sit with your feet forward. On top of that bed Rista enjoyed the music she listened to through earphones. Rista seemed to enjoy the song that he really liked. A smile spread across Zian's face that just came out of the bathroom. After seeing his wife, Zian stepped foot to Walk In Closet. Back Zian pulled the two corners of his lips, smiling happily at the sleeping clothes that Rista had prepared. Zian happily wore that dark blue nightgown.

Exit Walk In Closet Zian's eyes are presented again with a calm and beautiful face of the wife with the same position when she saw it. With a smile still etched, Zian approached Rista. Sitting next to Rista.

"Hey! Honey, call Zian.

Zian slightly shook his head, then touched Rista's thigh making the woman aghast and quickly opened the earphones attached to both ears.

"Eh, mom! That's kamukan?" ask Rista. His hand touched the side of the body and found his hand in the soft hand of the husband.

Slowly Zian raised the hand and placed it slowly in front of his lips. Smacking that hand for a long time.

"Dear, it's me. What are you doing again? The power is really cool." said Zian softly, after peeping the back of Rista's hand.

Rista's hand was still tightly grasped by Zian. His eyes were fixed on the beautiful face of the wife. The smile was still engraved when Zian looked at that face. The face that Zian said always made him calm was also comfortable.

"It's my favorite song again." explained Rista.

His left hand raised the earphone he had just released and held it. It shows that Rista is listening to music. Zian took the earphones.

"What song is it, baby?" Zian put an earphone in one of his ears. "Ah, this is an old song." he continued then pulled the earphones from Rista's phone. Replace the phone with his cell phone.

Slowly Zian placed the earphones in one of Rista's ears. His hand was fiddling with his flat phone screen.

Click, heard by Rista the music starts playing.

"Well, why has the song been replaced?" asked Rista in surprise.

"Dengerin, my dear! It's a song that describes how I feel for you." replied Zian.

Suddenly Rista felt Zian's head lying on his thighs. Zian's actions make Rista shocked, but Zian's actions undeniably make Rista's heart pound. Feeling happy because Zian has always been spoiled with him lately. Retractable two corners of lips carved a beautiful smile on Rista's face.

"Dear I didn't say?" ask Zian. His eyes were still staring at the faithful face of a beautiful smile from earlier.

Rista shook his head. "No, not heavy."

"If so I sleep on your lap!" pinta Zian's.

"Darling, how's the song? Bagusan?" Zian took off the hug and took Rista's right hand. Put it next to the cheek and kiss it. Then the hand continued to hold Zian as if he did not want to let go.

"Yes, good. You pinter's a tombal!" exclaim Rista with a ruckus.

"Kok kombal the hell, baby? It's serious I won't back down to always love you." Zian kissed Rista's back and kept the hand in front of her lips.

Zian's words made Rista smile shyly. Zian is really good at saying love. Zian has always been. And again every utterance of the dreadlocks that Zian threw was able to make Rista seem to fly with a Zian flutter. Rista's feeling increasingly flowery when he heard the poem of a romantic song that Zian played and the music was still perched sweet in his ears.

"Honey," call Zian.

Zian's fingers suddenly touched Rista's stomach making Rista feel a little goosebumps, not afraid but he felt the usual urination when Zian touched her gently during lovemaking.

"Eh, what's mas?"

Zian smiled.

"You're surprised, honey? I just hold doang loh." Rista was embarrassed. "Darling, I'm just fine, right? Once there was a baby dede." continued Zian still stroking Rista's stomach.

"Your mother .. Want me to get pregnant?" asked Rista doubtfully.

"Yes dear, so Chandra has friends. You want us to have a baby?" Zian pulled back Rista's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

Rista's smile was engraved on her beautiful face. Diraba slowly heads Zian after that Rista elus hair the man.

"I want a mas. Ye know? I'm so happy that you said gini is the same as me."

Rista's eyes suddenly glazed over. That made Zian feel worried. Zian sat up from his sleeping position on Rista's thigh. His eyes looked worriedly and Zian's hands were raised. His fingers gently swept away the tears that suddenly descended down his wife's smooth cheeks. In an anxious tone Zian asked, "do you cry dear? You why?"

"So, I'm fine." Rista shrank in tears. "I just remember when I used to say I hated it. I really did not expect that you finally want to seriously live this relationship. I am so grateful that God granted my wish. Am I selfish now? If I wanted you to be mine forever?" rista asked carefully.

Zian shook his head for sure then hugged Rista.

"Dear child. You deserve me completely. You have me completely and I belong to you forever. All the attention of loyalty is also my love just for you, baby. There will be no one else to replace you in my heart." Zian said for sure.

Zian's speech this time got a hug reply by Rista. The woman hugged Zian tightly while gratefully rebuking.

"You don't cry, okay? Because I don't want to see you hurt baby." Zian said after loosening his arms and taking them off slowly. Wiping away Rista's tears then pulled Rista's face. Gently pecking his wife's forehead slowly came down to kiss Rista's two eyelids alternately.

Getting a sweet treatment from the husband makes Rista again carve a smile. Zian's hand felt Rista slowly releasing both of his shoulders.

"Bag,"

"Hmm, uh,"

"Where are you going?"

"I want to get a book, so I can sleep in your lap again. What the fuck, baby?" zian.

"By me."

Zian went from his seat to pick up a book in the small library in the room. After Zian's departure, Rista again listened to the earphones from Zian's phone. However, suddenly the song stopped and an incoming tone of call sounded. Rista moved about to get out of bed and fingered Zian's phone. In Rista's mind he had to give Zian the phone. Tell him if there is a call coming in, but Rista's fingers accidentally touch the green icon that makes the call connected.

"Hallo, Mr. Zian I want to talk ..." The voice of a woman made Rista curious and instantly cut off the woman's words.

"Yes, who is this?"

Momentary silence. The person behind the phone didn't return. Rista was curious until he repeated the question.

"I. .. Secretary Mr. Zian, can I speak to Mr. Zian?" ask the woman behind the phone.

"So soon, I'll call." Rista moved from sitting. Just now Rista took the stick the action came to a halt due to Zian's voice.

"Honey, where are you going?"

"It's mas!" Rista held up Zian's phone. "There's a call from your secretary that seems important" he continued.

Zian's hand holding a book swiftly put the book on the nightstand. That hand switched to taking the phone in Rista's hand. See the name on the phone screen. The call is ongoing. Rista immediately removed the earphones. Silent and surprised Zian pecked. His eyes looked back and forth at Rista then switched to staring at the phone screen. Anxious face appeared on Zian's face. Retract the earphones from the ones attached to the phone. A brief puffing normalizes the sound that he will emit. Hope that voice won't sound nervous by Rista.

"Darling, I picked up! It seems important."

"Yes, um."

Successfully, it seems Rista is unsuspecting. Zian let out a small sigh of relief. With quick steps Zian walked away from Rista and walked out of the room. The Rista that Zian left behind felt a little strange. Not with what Zian said just now, but with the voice of the woman Rista heard behind the phone earlier. That voice sounded familiar. Ever heard of Rista but where? Rista felt a little forgotten by the sound. However, Rista was sure she had heard that voice. The voice of the woman who had helped him, but again Rista forgot the name of the woman. Trying to remember Rista, but suddenly her daydreams ran out when she heard the sound of the door opening.

"Mas!" exciting Rista.

Zian smiled as he approached Rista crouched down and held both of Rista's hands placed over her thighs.

"Darling, can I go out?" ask Zian.

Zian's eyes looked at Rista's face. Waiting for a reply from his wife and hoping that she will allow it. However, Rista was still silent for a few seconds Rista opened her mouth.

"Who is that woman?"

Not the answer, Rista instead asked and made Zian blink his eyes. Shifting his eyes as if avoiding Rista's question. His mouth was about to answer but was obstructed by nervousness and worry.