
Andro slumped back due to the raw bogeman from Bryan, Andro himself was a little surprised at the impromptu attack, Bryan's laptop had fallen on the floor, making Andro immediately stand from his crumpled position.
Bryan pulled the collar of Andro's shirt, the thirty-two-year-old looking emotionlessly at Andro's face, Bryan seemingly harboring a million grudges against Andro whom he had long since snubbed.
Bugh!
Another raw bogeman from Bryan floated on Andro's face, but did not make Andro topple again because Bryan was holding the collar of his shirt so Andro could only stick to receive the bogeman.
"You're a jerk!"
Bugh!
"Just like your father!"
Bugh!
"You made my brother lose his footing! You're a real jerk!"
Bugh!
"Aragh!"
Andro fell on the floor with a face full of bruises, when Bryan released his grip on the collar of Andro's shirt, Bryan set his breath for a moment after the peaking emosinys.
Andro was silent, he did not know what to talk about, the silence between the two of them became a gray witness, Andro glanced at his watch which showed at two o'clock in the afternoon.
Andro grimaced painfully, before Bryan helped himself stand up and swept him into the house, Andro was confused by Bryan's attitude, instead of him being angry until he looked at his face was already emotional.
"You wait here!" ketus Bryan sat Andro on the sofa.
Bryan walked into the kitchen, while Andro just fell silent on the sofa holding pain in his face due to the bogeman streak that came crashing.
Soon Bryan came out of the kitchen and walked to Andro with his medicine box.
"Drink!" bryan returned to give Andro water.
Andro took the water and immediately gulped it down, Bryan himself then took a wet tissue for a moment and handed it to Andro.
"Clean your own wounds" Bryan said, giving the medicine box.
Andro took the medicine box and cleaned the wound slowly, although a little grimacing withstood the pain, while Bryan sat next to Andro and returned to wearing his glasses that had been removed.
"What is your purpose in finding apples? Aren't you divorced?" bryan asked to take the cotton from Andro's hand and help Andro clean the wound.
Bryan, who had finished cleaning Andro's wounds, took the testpack and stared at the two red lines there.
"So? Did you know that Apples contain?" bryan asked which made Andro nod. "What do you want?"
Andro fell silent, he stared in Bryan's fixed eyes at him. "I want to fix everything, I love Apple and I don't want my Son to be born without his Father's love."
Bryan smiled wryly. "You sure?"
Andro looked at Bryan again, looking a smile full of firmness from Andro's face was already one hundred percent sure of his decision. "I love her."
Bryan was silent, a simple sentence with a meaningful meaning with a fragile soul connotation.
"The apple is not here, he has been living in his own apartment since returning to Indonesia, he has not worked as a Lecturer, and he only lamented his own days" Bryan explained.
"meaning?"
"He is depressed now, trying to accept the situation, his mind shaken, pregnant is not his will, but aborting it is not an option, he lost his identity and confidence, he is not the Apple I know." bryan replied.
"If it wasn't for her content, she would have killed herself a long time ago" Bryan continued.
"Where is he now?"
"You want to see him?" bryan asked which made Andro nod confidently.
Bryan stood up and pulled out a paper containing the address of Apple's apartment and a car key. "Wear my car, may your presence restore him."
Andro nodded, looking from the look in Bryan's eyes indicating that he had high hopes for Andro to return the old Apple, and Andro would not waste it.
Andro stood up and walked out of the house, Andro thought only himself had lost his foothold after their divorce, apparently Apples were similar too, Andro could never have imagined how Apple would feel as long as it was carrying a child of its own without her.
Truly a melted genius composition.
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