Died Marriage

Past Times

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Falling in heart can never choose. God chose. We are just victims. Disappointment is a consequence, happiness is a bonus.

Never fall in love with rain. Because the day after tomorrow you are heartbroken, every time it rains, you will be remembered by the painful incident. When someone else

happy to look at the rain, you actually feel sad looking out the window.

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A spacious room, filled with amazing decorations. The eyes that looked at him for a moment would fall in love. Walls full of waterfall paintings. There is a white sofa and a table.

The ceiling of the room is decorated according to the color of the ceiling, which is blue combined with white so that it looks like the sky.

A messy king-size bed with Nazeera's favorite green tosca blanket. There is also a bathroom, wardrobe and dressing table filled with various makeup tools.

Nazeera who stood pensively on the edge of his room balcony enjoying the raindrops while stretching out his hands. He recalled all the sweet bitter memories of being with his ex. Maybe this time was crying, but raindrops grabbed on the face so that it could not be seen crying.

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Seven years ago.....

Nazeera is a girl who is known for her brilliance and a loosely defined style of language. Not differentiating friends. Mix with anyone. Including her class-level sister. He also knows his seniors a lot through school activities. Nazeera has a lot of talent in sports, art, and of course in the field of subjects.

The men who see Nazeera will fall in love when they see her. Many of them tried to get close to him. But he is still cute, because he is still waiting for first love.

Falling in love at first sight is natural. Through love, man can have his own adventures in life. God gives us two feet to walk, two ears to hear, two eyes to see, and two hands to hold. But, just give a piece of heart to us. That's because the other piece belongs to someone we should be looking for.

Love is indeed an abstract thing and difficult to describe through a strand of words. It can only be felt as if it feels very happy and the heart is pounding. Cannot be held, seen, kissed or heard. 

Everyone has ever had a feeling of love or at least has ever been in love. Love is one of the most beautiful things that God has given to man.

Positive or negative love depends on who the owner of the love is and how to carry it out.

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Nazeera met the man when he was about to be hit. The man just came out at the supermarket. His eyes unintentionally looked at Nazeera who was walking a little daydreaming and not paying attention to her steps. Nazeera has gone in the middle of the road. A passing car sounds a cloned voice. However, Nazeera still had not heard of it.

Seeing and seeing that something bad was about to happen, the man ran and pushed Nazeera's body onto the sidewalk that was almost hit.

Nazeera missed what happened, causing her to fall unconscious. With a panicked face the man held off a taxi to go to the Hospital. After the car arrived, he carried Nazeera in to get into the car.

In the car, Nazeera's head was placed on her thigh as a pillow. He saw Nazeera's face was pale and again he held Nazeera's forehead, it turns out the temperature is not normal. Stared at Nazeera's face lying down. There was worry he felt. The clock stopped when the driver asked,

"Den, this is the Mama why?"

"I don't know either, sir. When again nolongin, suddenly fainted. This seems to be sick again sir. He's got a fever." He said while checking Nazeera's temperature again. Then hold Nazeera's body close to Nazeera's waist so as not to fall from the steering chair. His eyes were moved out the window.

"Ohh, that's Den." The driver is focused on driving.

Silent for a moment, drifting in their respective daydreams. Suddenly the voice of a woman who moved the man's gaze.

"Ma..don't stay in Zee." Nazeera's whine with her eyes still closed. He held the man's hand while crying.

so her name is Zee? He's ngigau. His inner.

The man returned Nazeera's grasp

"Yes. I won't leave you." He said as he rubbed the head of Nazeera to stay calm.

"Den, it's here." The driver stopped his daydream.

Staring at the window, "Yes. Please help me."

Quickly the driver helped until several nurses came to clean up the help and took him into the ER room.

"Sir, here's the money. Thank you, sir."

"Sama-sama Den, I say goodbye first." Said the driver, bowing his body as a sign of respect.

Looking at such a driver, he simply smiled and replied with a light nod.

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He went back into the room, there were some nurses who handled Nazeera and one doctor.

"Dok, how's it going?" Ask when the doctor has finished checking.

"He's just a normal fever. I gave him medicine. Later when he is conscious, call us. Then, excuse me first." The doctor said as he passed away with some nurses.

They are now alone in a hospital room. The clock has shown at 2pm. He actually wanted to leave but could not bear to leave her alone in this state.

He approached Nazeera and checked Nazeera's tiny body temperature again.

"The fever's gone down, you'd better take it here." He muttered, raising his hand above Nazeera's head and walking towards the sofa in the patient's room.

A moment will sit on the sofa, the sound of knocking on the door.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

He walked up and opened the door.

chequeleked

"Excuse me, please fill out the patient registration form." The nurse politely.

"Sorry Sus, I don't know him. I just helped him and took him to this hospital. Just wait after she wakes up Sus?"

"alright. Then excuse me first." Say the nurse while bowing politely.

After the nurse left, she closed the door and returned to the sofa. Not yet on the sofa, he remembered something. He checked his pants pocket and took a cell phone.

"Where am I?" Nazeera asked who was trying to sit down.

The man looked at the voice. He kept the phone back after sending a message into his pants pocket and walked towards Nazeera's bed.

"You're sober?" Said the man softly.

Nazeera looked at the man without blinking. A guy with a Jaz alma mater school.Handsome. Looks like he's from Binamu High School. Inner Nazeera

"Yet. I'm not conscious yet. That's why I can talk. You who?" Nazeera answered, covering her nervousness while sitting down.

Gets sambel gw. Already sick still chattering how if healthy walafiat? The man's inner being with raised eyebrows.

"I have hollowed you. It seems healthy. I'll call the doctor before I go home. You're doing it, Zee." Said the man and walked to the door.

"Wait, how do you know my name? he said you were the one who broke but you know my name? The face of the fortune teller is not." Nazeera asked in a curious tone.

The man turned to look at Nazeera.

"So you called it your name. I just called your name. You want me to call you an alien." The man continued his steps towards the door.

Nazeera sees the name in the school's school, "Hey, Maha Abbah?"

His steps stopped, then looked over and smiled.

"Akhar. My name is Akhyar Mahabba." Reply Akhyar.

"Yes-yes. The name of Maha Abbah also makes no difference to the Mahabbah".

Akhyar only responded with a smile.

Nazeera had just realized her location made her shed tears.

"I want to go home." Nazeera said with tears in her cheeks.

Akhyar frowned seeing Nazeera cry. Looks like flustered. But I screamed. Inwardly

"I'll call the doctor first." Akhyar

Hikz Hikz Hikz

"I want to go home." Nazeera repeated Back in a slightly raised voice from the first one. Nazeera's crying voice grew louder.

Akyar began to be horrified, a real bust of his inner self panicked to get out. But not yet had time to open the door, Nazeraa's voice stopped him again.

"I want to go home." Nazeera pleaded

Akhyar is back nearing Nazeera.

"Why do you want to go home? you're still sick. You call your family. I'll be home after this."

"..." - ".There was no reply Nazeraa whose cries were subsiding.

"Why? you didn't bring your phone?" Tanya Akhyar glanced at Nazeera's pants pocket.

"Give me your family number, let me call him. You must have memorized it?" Akhyar said while holding a mobile phone.

Nazeera self-smiling gave the number. After finishing typing Akhyar wants to call the Doctor.

You weird chick. Ask for a number instead of smiling to yourself. Just now ketas ketus. Akhyar's inner self while keeping the number given by Nazeera

"Easy. I went out first to call the doctor". Akhyar said passed away.

When Nazeera's departure giggles on his own. But it still sounded in Akhyar's ears.

"It's a great fit to be in the House of a Custodian of madmen." He nodded towards the nurse's room.

When I get out of the nurse's room. He dialed the number Nazeera had given him.

"The number you're going to is cheating on. Try a few more moments." The word behind handpone.

"Well, this isn't cheating anymore or am I hearing wrong? NSP is gini. What a demen cheating." Akhyar comments when glancing at his mobile phone.

Akhyar turned off the call and called once again because the first call had not received a response.

"Where to come bring the address, but what I'm meeting isn't you.

Honey I got a fake address."

Akhyar looked back at his cell phone.

"Pake a fake address show." Omel Akhyar's. When it will turn off, the word 'hello' is heard'.

"Hello. With Member ojol.good afternoon can we help you?"

Akhyar put his phone back in his ear, "Yes sir. Sorry disturbed. Do you know Zee?".

"Zee who is sir? Zee's milk commercials huh? here it is big sir. It fits in with our growth period".

Akhyar glanced at his cellphone, Jagamaaaaaaa. Pantesan aja smiling smile apparently again dikjain. It fits a fake address. Inner Akhyar with an annoyed face.

Without answering Akhyar immediately turned off his call.

"Waste the pulse." Gerrutu back.

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The doctor just came out of Nazeera's room. Akhyar walked into the room where Nazeera was being treated. He intends to ask why the wrong number given is the ojol number. But not to ask him. He only asked for a break to go home because he thought it would be a waste of time.

"I want to pamper. You just call your family through the nurse. I'm sure they must be worried. Now it's almost magrib I'm back first." Said Akhyar who saw Nazeera lying down with her eyes open.

Nazeera answered that there was a knock on the door.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

Akhyar walked open the door.

Chequelek

"Sorry interfering. Please take care of the registration administration as well as the payment of Mr." Say a swamp while giving a paper and pen.

"Good." Reply Akhyar then took the paper and pen from Nurse.

Akhyar returned to Nazeera's bed. He gave me a paper and a pen.

"This entry. Let me pay for the administration." Akhyar spoke softly.

Nazeera heard Akhyar's tenderness made her even more nervous. Coupled with his good looks will make women amazed.

There was no answer from Nazeera. He focused on completing the patient registration. Akhyar was just busy playing a small object in his hand.

When finished, Nazeera gave the paper and pen to Akhyar. The man read the paper given by Nazeera.

"So your name is Nazeera Qeeirah?" Ask Akhyar.

"No, my name is tuyul and bakyul." Nazeera replied with a ketus covering back her nervousness.

"Have, then I call you ngesot." Akhyar

"Why do you call me with a sucker?" Ask Nazeera.

"When do I call tuyul, do you have tuyul chicks?" Reply Akhyar.

"Then, you're the guy. Let me watch the candles." Nazeera

"Well, why am I?" Ask Akhyar.

"There's not a tuyul chick, you're a guy. You know, I watch the candles. If there's a tuyul there's a candle." Cerocos Nazeera made Akhyar not dwell because he was lazy to argue.

"I'll go home and hand this in front." Akhyar revealed a piece of paper in his hand and walked out of the room.

Unable to press the doorknob, Nazeera spoke again, "I want to go home. The doctor said I can go home."

"Ysoudh. I'm ahead first." Akhyar

Nazeera was instantly familiar and chatted with anyone, including Akhyar. When Akhyar left, Nazeera's heart was pounding again.

Suddenly his mind came back to remember why he left without bringing anything. She cried in silence until she hiccupped.

The sound of the door opening shifted his gaze.

"Why you?" Said Akhyar while closing the door.

"You'll be home soon." Akhyar continued by looking at Nazeera's astonishment.

The woman heard the word come home immediately to sit down to show herself that she was healthy.

Nazeera did not answer the knock on the door again.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

The door opened and a man entered immediately shook hands with Akhyar. The man came to pick up his friend Akhyar. The man looked at a woman sitting. Akhyar told me about Nazeera. After recounting it, the nurse came to meet Nazeera and let go of something on her back.

The clock was showing at eleven o'clock in the evening, Akhyar glanced at Nazeera and intended to escort Nazeera.

In the car, Akhyar again asked why the woman wanted to go home early and had no intention of contacting her family.

Naeera told me a glimpse of herself. She told me that her mother was very sick in the hospital. That's what traumatized him when he came there. Nazeera initially just wanted to go for a walk, because it was for home. I don't know what impulse made her intention to tell her life story.

When he arrived at the front of the house, according to the address addressed by Nazeera, the man said goodbye. Nazeera changed the hospital administration money. Akhyar received the money because he had to, but was sincere.

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