Brother Zone
Called Dear

For a while the two just looked at each other with thoughts raging in each other's heads. Tiara with a racing chest gulp, anxiously waiting for the man's response to his words earlier. Tiara ventured into betting, if indeed the cold-faced man in front of her did not show the slightest sign of jealousy, she would give up. He would not expect that man's love again. It was enough, three years he was tormented like this.

Dhika is confused as to how to react. Should he ban Tiara, but what right? Should he tell the truth that he was jealous? Let alone hearing Tiara's confession just now, hearing Rian tease Tiara was enough to make her heart hot. Unfortunately, Dhika did not have the courage to say it. I don't know, when it comes to his feelings for Tiara, Dhika is a very cowardly person.

Dhika tries to control her feelings, trying to look as habitual as possible. With a gentle smile he approached Tiara who was still fixed in place. His big hand gently patted Tiara's shoulder, then switched to gently rubbing the curly haired girl's top.

"No problem you want to be close to anyone, but be careful. We don't know people's hearts. I just don't want you to be disappointed later" said Dhika softly.

Tiara simply nodded slowly while holding back the pain in her chest. He had guessed what Dhika had said just now, but still he was disappointed. Is there really no place for him in the heart of that man?

Sometimes it occurs to him to express his feelings first, after all it is not something wrong. However, after he thought again, he was afraid that it would make him lose the man who likes the blue color. He knows himself enough. Who is she who is just a village girl. Let alone being Dhika's life companion, standing side by side he felt unsuitable.

After Dhika passed, Tiara sighed harshly, hoping that her feelings for the mature brown man would come crashing down.

***

The atmosphere inside the minimarket looks empty. Some employees are taking turns eating and praying Maghrib. In the corner of the room, there was a long sofa that Dhika used to occupy to receive guests. Dhika was sitting there, waiting for the prayer queue while reading the news from her mobile phone.

Tiara was sitting lazily at the table. Abdominal pain due to "Guest's arrival" makes him lethargic and not in the mood to do anything. He just looked at the screen of the phone he left lying on the table. Ignoring the incoming call sign that I don't know how many times

"Ra, that's his HP sounding just. Lift it!" tell Dhika, annoyed by the sound of Tiara's phone ringing constantly.

"Lazy ah," Tiara replied in an annoyed tone. After the call ended, Tiara grabbed her phone then turned off her ringtone.

"Who, anyway, is calling, why isn't he picked up?" dhika asked as she walked closer to Tiara.

"Crazy people. I don't know where the HP Ara came from. Asked his name does not want to ngaku, said 'time forgot'. Where to call him dear. Huh!" Tiara shuddered amusedly.

"Normally girls are happy to be called dear." Dhika rested her back on the shelf, her hands were held to her chest, her eyes locked on the little girl's face, as if reading the girl's mind from the look on her face.

"Yes, if the one who calls is a loved one too," Tiara grumbled.

"If it's me who calls 'honey', how about it?" goda Dhika while moving next to her eyebrows. He deliberately emphasized the word dear to see the reaction of the girl.

Tiara did not immediately answer, rather confused what to answer. This is not the first time Dhika has mentioned the word "honey" to her. Sometimes, when they are arguing, either intentionally or detached, Dhika often calls her "Dear sister" and it always manages to make her chest rustle and her face feels hot. And so now. Tiara shook her head, trying to repel the warm sigh that felt running through her entire vein.

"Why?" dhika asked as she looked at Tiara's strange expression.

Tiara shook her head quickly, "Nothing ... Yeah, well, these people really, really messed up, too," Tiara grumbled, seeing her phone back on, showing the call from the number that had been terrorizing her since.

"May I lift?" Dhika looked at Tiara, asking for approval.

"Have a hand."

"Call from whom, baby! Here, let me talk," he said in a tone made as intimate as possible.

Tiara glared in shock then quickly turned her left right, afraid of being heard by others. He was about to protest, but fell silent again as Dhika placed her index finger on her lips.

Dhika grabs Tiara's phone, then says, "Hello!"

There was no confirmation, then the phone connection was cut off.

"Dimatine. Tomorrow, if he calls again, say the same Mas," Dhika said while propping Tiara's phone.

Dhika stared at the tiara, then shook her head accompanied by a smile that was difficult to interpret. In his heart he complained, whether the girl's heart was so closed, let alone others, he who had known Tiara for three years just like he had no gap to enter.

"Kok see it that way, anyway?" tiara Protest.

"You're weird. It's worth a singles continue, guys want PDKT but you're so cute," said Dhika with a soft tone.

"PDKT is PDKT, but that's not it. Ilfeel knows. Know also not, have said love, baby, whatever, the effect is like the price of love is really cheap. Anyway yes, love is coming not like a bully, five minutes direct message nongol. Love takes time, at least to get to know each other" Tiara explained at length.

"Sok knows about love" Dhika said.

"Not knowing, but thinking."

"Mas agrees with you. But if according to Mas, the love was present uninvited, and left without being expelled. Love requires courage. The courage to express love, the courage to accept, the courage to live love itself" Dhika replied. "Unfortunately I don't have that courage" he continued.

"Well, these Mas's words," interrupted someone.

Tiara and Dhika turned their heads, seeing a woman carrying a basket containing groceries.

"Eh, Ma. Pay, yes. I'm sorry, it's a conversation, so don't watch out for the mama." Tiara quickly stood up, feeling uneasy from neglect.

"Nothing, really," said the woman, smiling.

Tiara began to count the woman's groceries with erratic thoughts. Many things suddenly filled his brain, jostling as if scrambling for precedence. While Dhika, without a sound she stepped towards the second floor to carry out her obligations. Complaining to God may be able to slightly reduce the sudden confusion that hit his heart.

Before setting foot on the stairs, Dhika turned to Tiara, looking at her for a long time as if trying to penetrate the contents of the girl's head.

"Let's try to have that kind of courage" he murmured softly.

Seriate...