
Even though his body seemed to be standing strong like a knight, no one knew of his feelings. Aero had no one he trusted to complain about, even if it was Jordi the loyal assistant. Every problem, he tried to find his own way out. Because his father does not want to interfere, even though his status in the business world is an owner.
He occupied one high status but was empty, desolate. Something needs to fill it. And this 30-year-old doesn't know what.
Aunt Yul once met Aero at the Mall. He was waiting in front of a famous clothing outlet, when some dashing men walked quickly right in front of him.
"Mas Aero?!" Bibi Yul's reflex called out, as soon as she saw a handsome face with a body wrapped in a suit and she was sure who the man was.
They stopped in black suits that numbered three. Just a glance to ascertain who knows the leader of this boxing gym, one of the people standing on the left side of Aero stepped closer to the source of the voice.
Just two steps, Aero had prevented and asked the man not to continue his steps. Unrunning from the chair, Aunt Yul stared at Aero from toe to head. Like judging and reassuring his eyesight. Who knows how similar it is. Who knows if Aunt Yul's estimate was wrong.
"Eh really, huh?" The distance between them remained two meters.
"Wait a minute. " Aero said to Jordi and Ardi who followed him. They had just met one of the businessmen at one of the Japanese restaurants.
"When not to see."
"Healthy aunt?" That was the first sentence that came out of Aero's mouth after such a long time. His face was flat and there was no smile yet engraved.
"Alhamdulillah, get fat."
Aero's eyes glanced to the right and left, looking for the whereabouts of a person and that Aunt Yul could understand. "Mba Rea's going to the toilet." He said, give what Aero wants to know for free. "Mas Aero is busy, right? Never play again." The chirp again, as a pleasantries, typical of Indonesian citizens.
"Yes. " Aero answered, followed by a steady nod.
"When to play."
Auntie Yul pretended not to know what had happened between the two. This action at once wanted to observe Aero's change in expression, whether the man was awkward, acting strange or ordinary.
"Other times. I am busy, he is no less busy, right? I still have Bi's job. Healthy is always."
This indifference, cold and unfriendly attitude is what makes Aunt Yul not tell his meeting with Aero to the beautiful Rea. He did not want to see a disappointed and hurt face anymore. Enough already Aero torments Rea's inner self.
...***...
In a corner of the Hospital, sitting opposite Aunt Yul and Aero. With thoughts that were not as complicated as a few days ago.
"What did the aunt ask for help yesterday?"
Aunt Yul smiled first. Rea was conscious. He also knows how the chronology of the accident through the mouth of his foster children. Lost in the pain that he felt. The fear of bad possibilities that had stopped by, slowly disappeared. His boss won't be in jail, because of his status here as a victim. That was enough to make him relieved. Although still sad to see the blisters on the body of his daughter.
"It can be handled by yourself. Unnecessary. Mba Rea is healthy again." He said, trying to be friendly and calm.
"OK."
"Why was Mas Aero there? I just got on the phone and it took me a while to get to the hospital. Or-"
"It's not what Auntie thinks. I'm not the one who hit. Nor is it following Rea."
"Continue?"
"The car that hit Rea was mine. Worn by my friend. It just so happened that I was telephoned to come to the hospital."
Clearly it was firmly like no longer wanting to be questioned, and it looks so convincing because it was answered spontaneously without thinking first.
"Yes." Yeah."
Aunt Yul nodded in understanding. It had been two days that Rea was treated, and this was the first time the next meeting was after that day. It means meeting at the mall.
"Mas Aero doesn't see Mba Rea?"
"It."
"When?"
"Before aunt got to the hospital."
"But never spoke again."
"Make what? What matters is that he survived."
Ok. It was hinted that Aero did not want to be close to the sweet beauty anymore. It felt like the whole respect attitude that Aunt Yul had been falling out had been. Hearing how this man responded to his talk, it was eager for him to stick hot teflon on his face.
Breathe first to collect energy. Aunt Yul raised her face, looking at the face of such a handsome youngster in annoyance. "It's Aunt talking about that time. But Mas Aero's been on the hunt."
After pausing for a few seconds, out came what was buried long in the heart of this faithful woman. "Mba Rea girls are fine. Just being ordinary doesn't show he doesn't have a problem. Auntie knows, she thinks Mas Aero is already more than a friend. Aunty likes to see Mba Rea look like life if the same Mas Aero. It shouldn't end like this. You're all grown up. If you start in a good way. So when you want to break the relationship, you should come and convey it well too. Not just going away. Heartache is common. Most importantly there is no ongoing pain. It is the same as the sins of the fingers, hurting the heart of man continuously.
Mba Rea is not an ambisuis. He is simple, does not like the grandiose. Aero is coming. And tell me what to say. He's not a kid. Must know how to handle rejection."
Her chest was a quick kempis. His eyes glared at Aero who was just silent. "Sorry that Bibi interfered and pretended to know. It's nobody."
Aero nodded with a face that was always kept flat.
"Faster to say better. Let Mba Rea not feel guilty continuously. All this time, he felt he had a great sin but did not know what it was. Mas Aero never showed up again. Don't hang on to women's feelings. Sins.-Auntie go back to the room first. "
"Yes." Yeah."
Aero sat with his eyes focused to one point, the cigarette ashtray. But his mind was somewhere.
He remembered the reason why he had approached Rea. It's because he's pity. No sense of flowers or hot sparks that appear when they are alone, according to Aero. Aero does not like it when others like it, because it will seem to make it uncomfortable. Acting excessively, asking for things that are excessive, and that still bothers him.
"Mas!"
"Yes?"
"Herry can go home." Jordi provides information about Herry-friends who borrowed his lambo car or can also be called the person who hit Rea's car at high speed on a quiet road but heavy rain.
"We're home." Take Aero.
"That-"
Jordi again swallowed the words she wanted to say. Free Boss Aero had already sailed away down the hospital corridor towards the exit, not even wanting to stop for a moment to hear a single sentence from him. He just wanted to say, "that's Mas. Mba Rea to meet." But seeing how Aero's expression was at the moment, he better be quiet. The man was again in an unstable emotion.
It's not that Aero doesn't care. Aero even knows how it happened, because it happened to be his car not far from the lambo car. About 10 meters behind the truck there is a car Aero who drove no less fast, but lucky he immediately braked when he knew the truck suddenly stopped. He did not participate in a consecutive accident.
Aero cares. In fact, he himself took out Rea's body from inside the inverted object. He took her to his car and took her to the hospital. He did that's.
Aero is like a puzzle. It is unclear what form it took before it was patiently arranged by the conqueror.