About the Heart

Three Hearts Long Episode (2)

We were swept away with our own feelings. Suddenly we heard gunshots. The situation is getting chaotic, there are shootouts everywhere. The guests were already in a mess running here and there.

Mas Rud protected my body that was still in his arms. I can't see what's going on. Until I realized, if Mas Rud pulled out a gun. He let go of his arms and shot someone. I closed my eyes, unable to see the chaos before my eyes. Suddenly I heard a loud gunshot. I opened my eyes and I saw Mas Rud collapse in blood. The bullet went through his right chest.

"Mas Rud ..." I shouted as I clenched his body.

I cried hysterically at Mas Rud's state. I was confused as to who to ask for help. Things are fucked up. Bodies were lying everywhere and fresh blood was flowing just like that. I finally tried to finish it as much as I could. The blood that flowed from Mas Rud's gunshot wound, went along to smear my dress. I had trouble getting him out of that bloody location.

''Let me clean it up, ''' suddenly Mr. Aryan was behind me and took over Mas Rud's body.

''The wound, sir, '' I remind you.

''We take it to a safe place first, then we stop the bleeding, '' said Mr. Aryan hastened his pace.

I followed the steps of the two men. Mr. Aryan took Mas Rud to his car, laid him on the middle bench.

Mr. Aryan was looking for a cloth he could use but could not find it. ''You, have a cloth to stop the bleeding?''

''Can you wear this, sir?'' I took the scarf from my bag. I see Mr. Aryan nodding his ass. ''All right, sir, I'll bandage the wound. Mr. please drive.''

Mr. Aryan immediately headed to the back of the wheel. I immediately stopped the bleeding by bandaging the wound.

I looked at his face that seemed to endure the pain. His lips look pale. In his weakness, he can still hold my hand. I replied and tried to strengthen it. My feelings are gone, all feelings become one.

''How's the wound?'' mr. Aryan's voice made me realize.

''I've been wrapped up, sir, but her lips are paled, I'm really worried.

''Soon we will reach the hospital, calm down.'' Mr. Aryan tried to calm me down.

And sure enough what Mr. Aryan said, five minutes later we've entered the hospital. Hopefully Mas Rud will be dealt with soon.

*****

Mas Rud had been in the operating room since five minutes ago. Mr. Aryan and I were sitting on a long bench near the operating room. Mr. Aryan took off his suit and gave it to me. ''While wearing it, while waiting for Dion to bring you a change of clothes.''

I wear it too. The dress I was wearing was already filled with blood stains. Besides, I need Mr. Aryan's suit to cover my pretty open dress.

I and Mr. Aryan are both silent.I don't want to talk anything even though I know if actually Mr. Aryan has a number of questions for me. I'm still focused on Mas Rud inside. Still in my memory, how her weak face tried to smile at me before entering the operating room.

''Honey, how are you?'' dion's voice broke my daydream. Dion sat next to me and watched me. ''Don't worry, he'll be fine. Change your clothes first, Dion handed me a large paper bag.

I picked it up and immediately left the two of them to change clothes in the toilet.

*****

Mr. Aryan PoV

Charity auction event? I am the only reason to talk to you. I realize I'm nothing to you. Just the bosses and friendship labels between us that you offered me that night, made you awkward and got away from me. Because in the end you found out that I was your new boss, not an online driver like you first knew me.

I see you as an interesting girl. Humble and full of fun. Your presence gives color to my life that has been monotonous. Focus on learning and minus in friendships.

I know, you must have had a lover. Where there is a man who is willing to let your heart idle without a shower of love. And I've prepared myself for that fact.

In the end, I knew the perfect man who had the status of your lover. Warm, understanding, and compassionate. I've let go if my race for you will stop at friendship. However, I just want one moment, you can spend time with me. Like this time, at first I doubted whether your lover would allow you both with me, the man she knew kept the taste for you. But in fact, your man is really a dream lover, he granted my wish.

Therefore, I am very happy today. Moreover, seeing you is no longer awkward in front of me. I found you like that night, when we met in jokes and laughter.

"Open the gate dong, my good friend!" Yes, I call you ''good friend''. I want you to accept me well even as a friend.

And my trick worked. Today I found a Rosa who interested me in the beginning of the meeting. The girl who is not jaim and always smokes a smile. The difference is, that night you dress up gracefully with kebaya, while this morning you are beautiful in innocence. Only a white t-shirt combined with a knee-length jeans skirt that you attach to your body. While your hair is a ponytail, showing your neckline is tempting.

Ah, that's not how tempting. After I make over, you look more and more seductive to my maleness instinct. Your dress that shows your beautiful shoulders, successfully made me swallow my saliva repeatedly. But apparently, you are not confident in what I see beautiful in you.

''This dress is too open, sir. I am not comfortable, you know.

"It's for the limited, really. You take it easy, this dress looks beautiful you wear." I said with my sweetest smile.

Right ROSA, you're so pretty that I don't dwell. If you hadn't been, I would have fought as hard as my soul to have you. How happy it would be if that happened.

Aryan .. don't visit!

You don't seem to believe what I said. You're still picking yourself up, again and again. "Don't seduce me, sir! Later if Mr. baper, bother." You said casually.

"Yes, bothered. Because you belong to someone. Stop, come!" I invite you to enter the house.

I was so confident that I could walk beside you, to enter the area of Mr. Sanjaya's family's annual charity auction. I know, this is your first time. I can make this your first step, if only God would have meant for us to be a match.

Aryan don't be a height, don't be a thorn in the way of other people's romance even if it's the woman you want.

"Well, sister Aryan, who's the same, huh?" tanya Key, the eldest son of Mr. Sanjaya, who is none other than my friend.

It feels like I want to answer if you are my lover, my fiance or even my beloved wife. But I'm still sane not to do that.

"Sweet lady don't get entangled in love with this guy, he's a liar, he-he," Key said, half whispering in your ear. "Well, Aryan, the son of Mr. Najendra Dharma, the king of Indonesian cinema," said Key, looking at me.

I see your expression filled with question words. I'm sure, after this you'll interrogate me about the fact that Key just told you. But trust me Rosa, whoever I am, I will never force you to love me by using my power.

I'll take care of your happiness, even if it's not for me. But at least, today you have made me so happy. You are willing beside me, and as a tribute from me, then I always accompany you throughout the event.

"Sir, I go to the toilet first, yes!" your permission for me.

"I don't need to be with you, do I?" I said with a seductive smile.

Fifteen hours passed, but you never came back. I'm trying to understand, maybe this is what women are unique about. I enjoyed the auction, while waiting for you. Suddenly, a gunshot was heard from outside the toilet.

Oh My God, Rosa! I immediately ran towards the riot. I don't care about the dangers that threaten me. The road to your place, fucked up. Shots after shots were heard exploding. Bodies started to drift and blood was flowing everywhere. I saw my woman, who was holding someone covered in blood.

Immediately I ran towards you and took over the man's body. ''Let me clean it up.''

''The wound, sir, ''' you reminded.

''We take it to a safe place first, then we stop the bleeding, '' I said speeding up.

I don't focus on who this guy is. But I see the tension in your face. I'm sure this guy is special to you. However, she's not your beloved Dion. Who her?

Aryan don't poke!

I can't deny that I'm so curious. What feelings did you keep for that bloody man? Is she your other lover? Ah, where is it possible. Especially when I saw Dion present after you told me what happened. Looks like Dion knows this guy well, too. But why is he not jealous, even though I can clearly see from your perspective, that there is a heart wrapped in love.

Mystery of this taste? You, your girlfriend and the guy you're worried about?