Wrong Room

Conspiracies

"Mas, something's wrong."

Bram smiled as he grabbed a short black shirt. He did not expect Kinan would also quickly notice it. "You're not conscious, Nan."

"It makes no sense to divide it."

"We'll see who's real." Bram took off his clothes, making Kinan reflex to close his eyes to invite the naughtiness of Bram. "Have you seen everything, why close your eyes?"

"Mas dikanya suddenly so," said Kinan accompanied by the embarrassment that currently filled him. She was really embarrassed that Bram said it. Fortunately, there were only two of them there. What if there's someone else?

The sound of knocking made the two look at each other at the same time. Then the voice of the mother was heard to make Kinan immediately approach the door and open it.

"Mama wants to go home. I want to be male," said mama Kinan.

"Say I want to go for it."

"It's not good, Nan, Aldo who brought the problem," said the mother accompanied by laughter. He also wants to stay there. However, since Aldo was with him, he was not happy if the man went home alone. "alright yeah. Keep healthy, keep not forgetting the love of mother grandchildren."

"Ma ..." Kinan whine which of course invites laughter from Bram as well as the mother. Kinan is also trying now. Come to think of it, it's better to have a child with Bram. That way, their relationship will be closer. At least so he read in some articles that contain curses of wives. Lately he had indeed logged into such a forum to know some things. She was embarrassed to ask her mother.

"Yes, ma, do'ain aja," Bram replied with a smile. "Do you want Bram Anter?"

"No, you rest. Definitely cape. Mom, go home first."

Kinan smiled then nodded. He also waved his hand as a goodbye. "Be careful, ma."

Kinan frowned as he turned around. How not? Bram who was behind him, looked at him intensely while folding his hands together. "Why, mas?"

"No, I want to see you."

Kinan chuckled while gently hitting Bram's arm. He was a little relieved because Bram finally joked back in the middle of his grief. Although his eyes still clearly exuded sadness, he knew Bram was already starting to be fine.

...***...

It is now at 11pm. However, Kinan still had to conduct online meetings with his team about some events they would help with. Kinan entrusted everything to Aldo because he could not help for the next 1 week. He would focus on accompanying Bram and comforting him for having just felt a sense of loss.

Bram gave Kinan a code to stop. Kinan wasn't feeling well yesterday. He just doesn't want Kinan to get sick anymore.

"Temen-temen maybe that's it. If you have any questions, you can ask them directly. It's too bad, good rest." Kinan closed the online meeting and then closed his laptop. He smiled and nodded before Bram said anything.

"You also need rest, Nan."

"Yes, mas. Kinan. Just this is an emergency because of keteteran, open for freelance as well. So, it must be explained first," said Kinan then put the laptop on the nightstand. "They haven't eaten the malem. Eat it now yuk, Kinan laper."

Bram frowned. Kinan had dinner last night. He had a reason why he didn't go to dinner. He was lazy to face Sarah as well as Wira. Another reason was because he was even more reminded of the oma. So, he decided not to go to dinner on the grounds of unfinished work.

Bram Then sitting on the edge of the bed, he started looking for what food they could eat right now. However, he really had no taste for food. "You are."

"No, I have to eat too." Kinan took over the husband's phone. Choose the food he wants to eat. He chose a 2-course grilled chicken menu for her and for Bram. He was really intrigued by the photos in his catalog. He wanted meatballs. However, this hour seems to be absent and it is certain that the meat will be soft when it arrives.

"Abicin yes."

Kinan didn't know this was just a suggestion or it was. However, from yesterday he continued to crave. He also did not want to be too hopeful for fear of disappointing results. Plus, another week is the cycle. She may have had cravings because PMS was not due to pregnancy.

"Nan, who's the medicine in the drawer?"

Kinan rounded his eyes. Ah, he forgot to store each of his vitamins properly. Though she tried to hide it well until she was actually declared pregnant. "Th-that ...."

"What are you sick with?"

"That's a vitamin. The same doctor," Kinan explained. Do not let Bram ask further or he will be confused to find what kind of lies. "What a hell, Kinan is fine, seriously. It's just a regular vitamin."

"Tell?"

Kinan nodded with certainty. "really. Kinan boong time anyway?"

A phone suddenly goes into Bram's phone. Soon the man grabbed her and answered the phone coming from Raka.

"Sir, I've tried to go to the doctor or nurse in the hospital. He said they did not know," said Raka who then made Bram nod.

"OK, thanks. That means that indeed that person most likely did something to the oma. You go home, if you have any news, call me."

"Ready, sir."

The phone disconnected, leaving a sense of confusion in Bram's mind. He doesn't recognize that guy. However, from his stature he felt it resembled someone, but he did not know who. Obviously, not the hero. He had a premonition of Wira doing it, but from the CCTV evidence, it was invisible that it was Wira.

"Meet?"

Bram. "There's only been a clue, the person on the CCTV wasn't the doctor there."

Bram rubbed his face rough. It was not that he wanted to make the oma unsettled. Instead he felt that by finding the culprit, he would make the oma calm down. Moreover, he was sure the closest person to do it.

Kinan rubbed Bram's shoulder and smiled. "There's a way out, man."

Bram then nodded. He then hugged Kinan to replenish his slight energy. This time the place leaned on was only Kinan. "Favor, Nan."

"Patiently yes, mas," Kinan said as he patted the husband's back gently. He then took off the hug when something crossed his head. He suddenly imagined that his grilled chicken would taste better if it was spicy.

"Why?"

"Kinan wants to make sambel," said Kinan. However, Bram's stifled smile made his wish almost disappear. "It can be."

"Yaudah, you make it there first. Ask for help bi Asri also yes."

"Mas doesn't believe in Kinan. Ah, Kinan is going to sleep. The chicken is abisin mas."

Bram chuckled as Kinan chose to lie down while covering his entire body with a blanket. "Young mas aja yuk. Mas auxiliary. Believe me, his wife's cooking is delicious."

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