ANELIC

Chapter 27

Anelis follows all the doctors' advice. Vitamin and total bedrest to strengthen the fetus that he did successfully. Four weeks he focused on taking care of himself. Nausea is also uncomfortable in the body still attacks it. But he tried to resist and ignored.

Rajasa also did an achievement. By staying home on time, waiting for Anelis who even went to the bathroom only had to be carried. His efforts keep going. R-jasa.com did not become tangled thanks to the money from Mr. Rajendra. Thank you for the rapid development of Daisha through the novel owned by Mamah Rajasa.

"Thank you for taking care of me. Sorry for the mere need of nicotine," said Anelis while still lying down.

Rajasa just nodded, then went out of the room carrying the glass and bowl that was empty. Although Rajasa accompanies her every day, she is no longer cheerful when accompanying Anelis. His heart has been empty since his death. And Anelis is no longer his world.

The days Rajasa spent opening his laptop. He stopped if Anelis asked for help.

"Mas, Mas here" Anelis said from the room.

"What?" Rajasa extended his neck from the door.

"Can you sit for a minute?" Anelis patted the side of the bed next to her.

Although Rajasa is lazy, he still approaches him.

"What's? You were told to take a break and play leptop." Rajasa is upset by Anelis's always stubborn attitude. Never changed before.

"Look good not my blog performance? I deliberately made some new things." Anelis pointed out his project which was delayed. After resigning from Sahabat Studi he did intend to focus in cyberspace.

Without looking at Anelis leptop, Rajasa nodded. He also did not sit next to Anelis.

"Good Ne. If you think it's good, it'll be good" Rajasa said then left.

Anslis stared at the blank monitor. Her husband used to be the most enthusiastic in commenting and input. Her husband was always enthusiastic. Now, her husband's heart turned cold. Even more frozen than his heart as early as he knew Rajasa.

***

Sekar mangamati her phone screen. A photo of him with Abbas in Singapore looks perfect. He thought about their relationship which although it has been going on for a long time still not until the guarantee. His family who live in the city sometimes also ask the seriousness of their relationship. Once twice when his parents visited they often asked Abbas to marry him immediately.

The intention has been there since three years ago, unfortunately Abbas must go to Singapore with Mr. Rajendra and Daisha. For Sekar Abbas as bound and closely related to the family that has given a lot of services to his life. Now he could not escape that fate, because he loved Abbas more.

Now he shifted to look at Abbas's contact number which was given an additional red heart sign. He stopped playing his phone. Sekar spelled Abbas's name on the screen.

Why should I call first? Why should I keep chasing?

Indeed, all this time the love of Sekar is much greater. Abbas rarely showed his love. Or maybe Abbas kept it after they got married? Now I have no answer to the other possibilities that occur. In fact, giving continues without receiving still makes Sekar's heart careless as well.

Go to her closet. He wants to walk around just to drive out tired. Just taking a piece of clothing, his eyes accidentally caught two shopping bags. Even the business of the wedding dress, Abbas just forgot. When Sekar did not discuss, Abbas did too. Never took the initiative first. Intentionally keeping it to yourself.

Close the rough closet. His heart became riled up. His favorite indie band was stomping in his room. Also dihati.

Just thinking about a lot of things. Rajasa's words he tried to get rid of remained echoed in his ear. He never knew that there was someone else who might be better off loving him out there. Sekar also did not understand if his heart had felt the same way as his patient. Now he took his cell phone, a message he wrote and let it air.

[I am ready to open a consultation Mr. Rajasa.]

Rajasa is analyzing a report of a shipment from Dimas. From the beginning he did not want his admiration for Sekar seemed to violate the rules. Rajasa does not disturb Sekar by constantly contacting him, he let Sekar really choose his world from his heart. Until the message from Sekar made him soar happy.

[Good. Today?]

[Yes. But not in the hospital. I'm waiting at the caffe near the hospital.]

Rjasa presses the ctrl+save button on the document and then closes the leptop. He turned to the bathroom and washed his face. His appearance intentionally made him more perfect.

"Ne, I'm in the office first. There's a sudden business."

"No holiday, huh? The weekend?" anelis said from the room.

"Radded."

Rajasa closed the apartment door. Without saying goodbye to Anelis, he ran.

Anelis tried to get out of bed. She wanted to know why her husband was in such a hurry. Leptops, former coffee cups and some files are still scattered on the table.

That important?

Again Anelis can only resign. He closed his eyes, dismissing all the bad thoughts that passed through his head.

***

One glass of greentea latte is ready to be delivered to the customer's table. The owner of the cafe knows very well what his customer will order when he comes.

"Make my best friend who is always young" said the woman in black.

"Young bet? I am old dong."

"Ups. Keceplosan," Rahma, Sekar's friend brought the order directly. He put down the glass and sat down with his friend. Every weekend he deliberately takes care of the cafe directly.

"For the size of a woman with a high-profile job like you, you're old." Rahma observed her best friend who was this year reaching the number thirty-three.

For some career women of that age still deserve to be single. No need to rush to get married. It's just that Sekar has an Abbas who he has long wanted to marry.

Sekar stirred his immunity with a straw. Reluctant to respond to the words of friends of his age with whom he had two children.

"Abbas is fine, right?" This time Rahma changed the topic.

Sekar also drank his order greentea latte. He knows Abbas must be fine at Mr. Rajendra's residence. What can his foster father not give? Abbas must also be comfortable there, so it must be Sekar who comes more often. Abbas no longer often pick him up or just give sweet words do not stay up late. The focus is only Daisha's healing and endless return.

"When is he no good?" said Sekar with a changed face.

Sekar was most enthusiastic about Abbas. Early work at the Sekar hospital unceasingly told Abbas to Rahma at his best friend's cafe.

"I mean you guys. You guys okay? Now it's rare that you are seen together" Rahma said again.

Sekar just smiled then returned to play his greene.

"Always fitting if you make it," said Sekar satisfied.

"Okay Madam Sekar, excuse me. There's another guest in my cafe."

"Mrs you said? Not that old time." This time a little bit angry.

Rahma cuek only. Sekar who suddenly never discussed Abbas he let. There may be a problem, Rahma thought. He went to other visitors.

"Come, welcome." Rahma salutes her cafe visitors.

The man with the collared shirt and the staylist pants nodded. His eyes look for the figure of Sekar in the cafe whose size is not too large. It's just that some visitors on the left side of the door are not directly visible.

"Here Sa!" Sekar waved at a visitor who was recently called Rahma.

Rajasa stepped closer to the table. Rahma caught a glimpse of them then returned to her activities. It is natural that his best friend who works as a psychologist meets many people. Thought Rahma.

"I finished my drink first, and then we came out." Sekar vertical exhausted greente latte.

Rajasa who thought his meeting would take place at the caffe turned out to be mistaken. Rajasa nodded. Follow what Sekar says.

"Where are you going?" ask Rajasa when Sekar is in his car.

"Muter and Sa are the daughters of Homogenic songs. My practice hours are still later."

"Without purpose?" ask Rajasa again. He was ready to take Sekar to where Sekar asked.

Sekar saw Rajasa then nodded. He doesn't know where to go in his spare time.

"Okay, because we only have half an hour left in the hospital. I'll take you, then you'll get ready. Let my consultations get the first turn I'll be in line from the start."

"Should it be procedural?" ask me who is confused.

"Lohs. I signed up as a patient. I'm obliged to follow the rules. From the beginning I told you, I'm married." Rajasa really explained his status. He seemed to not want his proximity to Sekar cause problems in the future.

Even now I can only nod. He himself was confused about where to go. And more precisely he could not leave his job either.

Rajasa parked his car in the hospital parking lot. He let Sekar down first. His relationship with Sekar must be professional. Rajasa has chosen to know Sekar through his psychological profession. Who knows, with consultation, the things that had been stacked on his head could be unraveled. He really needs a woman who can help him solve problems. Women with special skills to their standards. He did not want to get the same treatment, as with Anelis before.

Rajasa swung a wide step at the registration table. He was waiting in the consultation room. His heart he prepared in such a way that Sekar could truly accept himself.