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Indri will not allow himself to be exhausted-Indra believes that.

But that afternoon, returning from the assignment in the village as an educator for a full day, Indri seemed unfocused. He neither spoke nor stared at Indra. He went into the room and cleaned himself up. Until then, Indra is still understood.

Night came, but Indri was still silent. The woman came down and sat down at the dining table with a blank face and a look of laughter - someone would have thought she was in an acute level dreamy mode. Only then did Indra begin to worry, but still waiting for Indri himself who did or said something-Indra just did not know how to start. Throughout the dinner, Indri seemed insensitive to the world around him and chewed food slowly. The woman even went back up again when it was done - usually it would even help Indra clean the cutlery.

As Indra silently watched from the crevice of the workroom door, Indri was taking out the files in the bag he was traveling in that day. Even Indri is still half dreamy and tends to put all the files on the table. That's an unbelievable sight - considering how Indri hates to see his desk cluttered with stacked files that haven't been sorted. When it was finished, Indri sat in his chair and looked blankly at the table surface. That's almost five minutes.

When Indra decided to enter, Indri just glanced at a glance like seeing people passing by. While Indra-pretending-taking care of the files on her desk, the woman was still silent. As Indra roamed to the bookshelves and - on purpose - often passed around the Indri desk, just a glance was not done Indri. Even Indra who then ran out of ways.

The real senses cannot be silent now.

Just when Indri was about to get out of the workspace and just grabbed the doorknob, Indra knew it was behind the woman. His hand intercepted Indri's hand turning the doorknob, while his other arm grabbed Indri's waist-holding the woman in place. Tight enough that Indra could hear Indri holding his breath, but there was no sound from the woman.

"What's wrong with you, Indri?" lirih Indra is sad at once melas. "... You haven't really spoken since you got home."

Gelagat Indri changed like he wanted to run away. Indra will not let it again, then a little force Indri turn and urge him backward until the woman's back is attached to the door. Indri is right between the door and Indra.

Indri immediately harrumphed clumsy at once silenced stiff. It was because Indra's face was too close, while the man's arm also locked him up. The woman awkwardly pushed the husband, asking him to stay away.

But Indra was reluctant. Not for now. "What's the problem?" his insistence as smooth and as slow as possible, do not want to further corner Indri. "Tell me. I can't keep quiet if you keep quiet."

Indri widened his eyes for a moment, but he shook his head quickly.

Indra was getting anxious and upset. He held Indri's hand which continued to push his chest. "You don't want to tell me? Then at least not like this. I'm really confused and worried."

Sontak looked at Indra surprised, Indri shook his head even stronger. The woman even began to rebel.

Indra could not stand it anymore and immediately grabbed Indri's body tightly. It was so tight that the woman stopped moving and remained still.

"I hate seeing you like this. Who am I to you? A stranger? Why don't you answer me too? Why don't you want to say something - even just look at me?" hiss Indra trembled, between wanting to get angry and begging. The man put his face on Indri's shoulder. "... I don't like to be ignored by you like this, Indri."

Completely speechless, Indri could only stare in surprise with bated breath.

Indra sighed in frustration because Indri did not also reply. "I'm really worried about you" he whispered. His embrace. "It hurts so much .. seeing you doesn't notice me in the least. Is there a mistake I didn't realize? Or have I hurt you without my remembering? Have I ever let you down? Do you hate me?"

Indra was a little relieved because Indri immediately shook his head strongly, but the woman still did not speak as well. Indra is still surrounded by a sense of pressure. "Then why are you like this? Why do you keep quiet?" it was soft and somber. "Cris, I'm not a stranger. I'm .. I'm your husband-then at least explain something so I don't get more confused by your actions."

Indra barely knew what else to say. "You seem to have a burden of mind" he began slowly. His hands rubbed Indri's head and back slowly. "You look very tired and have been daydreaming ever since. Is it because of that?"

Finally, Indri nodded.

Indra is calmer now, but Indri's silence that still continues feels very disturbing. "Say something," he said slowly.

Again, Indri shook his head stiffly.

Nah. Indra is back in frustration now. What is wrong with him exactly?! "You don't want to say anything?"

The room was silent that time. Like hesitating to nod or shake.

"You are not as usual," honestly Indra wryly and melas. His breathing even sounded tired and begged. "Can't you explain one? Any bit? Indri .. I really don't want you to keep everything. You can always trust me. You can always reveal everything to me. Be honest ... Don't you trust me completely?"

Suddenly, Indri rebelled violently to be able to escape from Indra's grip. The woman half ran to her desk and frantically searched for paper and pen, then wrote hurriedly.

The senses did not blink. His emotional rampage just got forgotten. Something's wrong here. Especially when Indri hurriedly returned to his presence and hurriedly thrust the contents of the paper right in front of his face. More wondering when he saw the face of Indri who blushed in shame, Indra stared at the contents of the paper. There is one paragraph:

My voice was being lost because it was endlessly advising the children in the village earlier! Everything you think is not true! I don't mean to ignore you let alone hate you! I'm just so tired of thinking about the best teaching methods! So please don't misunderstand me just because I keep quiet! Don't corner me like that let alone beg - it makes me just as sad and sick! I could never hate you! I always loved you! I always loved you!

Total silence.

Indri directly squeezed the paper. The woman turned her back on Indra and smothered the face that had been grilled from earlier. I don't know how bad his embarrassment is now.

It should be the shameful Indra. He had misunderstood so badly, but seeing Indri who was much more embarrassed, the man felt guilty. So, after arranging the feelings, Indra carefully grabbed Indri from behind.

Indri was not surprised, but still felt at home smothering his face and became silent stiff.

Indra would not help but smile. His arms were fully circular and increasingly tightly carrying Indri in his arms. Indra again put a face on the woman's shoulder, this time more relaxed. His hand rubbed Indri's arm, helping to calm down.

Finally, after Indri was calmer and willing to show his face, Indra just dared to say, ". sorry and thank you." The man kissed the side of Indri's head and glanced softly, "I will not be able to hate you either. I have always loved and loved you."

When he felt Indri's tight grip on one of his hands, without any words, Indra seemed to immediately know the woman's answer: me too.