DILEMMA - Get Off Bed

Explain, What Do You Think I Should Do?

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Alfiya's feet stepped down a narrow path that might only be traversed by a motorbike. The sound of raindrops followed his trembling footsteps. He continued to walk down the street even though his body was getting cold. His eyes looked at the pus, his mind blank.

Occasionally the girl gnawed by the rain. Until his eyes managed to stare at the expanse of headstones, mounds of land neatly lined up there.

On one of the new mounds of land, Alfiya's eyes caught the figure of a paddled man just putting a bouquet of flowers up there. It seems that the man always changes the flowers every day.

As the man began to step towards the path he was walking on. The girl hid for a moment behind the old building beside her.

The sound of the man's footsteps rang out with the water slightly splashing from the steps of his shoes. It seems that Alfiya just found out, that Elvan every day still often visited the grave of the late wife.

After feeling Elvan went a long way. Alfiya came out of hiding. Stepping toward the bed lies the figure of his beloved sister.

Alfiya rested on his knees. He saw the fresh flowers that were hit by the rain. Then he looked up to enjoy the rain that fell on his face. After a while he looked back down at the navel in front of him.

Wanted to complain, but for what? What will be stirred to a grave that has become the resting place of the brother.

Only one word came to his head at this moment 'lost'.

Instantly Alfiya shed tears which then flowed mixed with rain water fell on the ground.

Ma'am, I miss.

He stroked the tombstone with the name 'Angita Makarani' slowly and then leaned his head there.

Long time, very long time he sniffled. Until the girl did not realize, if the day, it was getting darker.

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Meanwhile, at home, Elvan was standing at the door with anxious expectations. The rain has been just as heavy since this afternoon. A number he had called many times since there was no answer. The message he sent was no reply.

His mind was confused and confused. Alfiya had not yet returned home while it was already very dark at this moment. Dissipated suspicious in his mind, did not-don't Alfiya offended by his words this morning. Maybe the girl refused to go home.

Does that mean you have a desire not to divorce?

Ah, I think Elvan regretted asking that. Even the girl did not answer at all the questions she asked without thinking.

Again, Elvan attempted to contact Alfiya via her mobile phone expectantly. While waiting, the man sighed because he was so worried.

The number you are going to is inactive....

Again he dialed the number back, and the result remained the same.

Ck, the man is upset. Where is Alfiya now? Why the girl hasn't come home yet. He rubbed his face rough.

Suddenly he remembered someone, maybe Alfiya was with the man. The man who somehow he didn't want to mention his name right now.

According to Elvan, the man should have been someone else in Alfiya's life at this time. Imagining Alfiya who was still in touch with the figure made Elvan feel he was truly humbled. He feels as if he is as if he is another figure in Alfiya's life.

Finally, without thinking, Elvan rushed to call Rian to tell his sister to keep Anggian at home while he planned to look for Alfiya.

However, he had not yet contacted his sister. He turned his head toward the door as a shadow suddenly flashed before him.

The owner of the shadow looked drenched by the rain. Looks pale and cold.

Elvan then dropped his phone on the table. The man rushed to Alfiya.

He looked at Alfiya in shock. "Fi, where are you from?"

Alfiya was still silent with a shivering body. "Me, come in first." After that he passed without even looking at Elvan in the slightest.

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A little while later, Elvan, who was carrying a glass of warm tea, rushed to Alfiya in his room. He thinks the girl is done cleaning up now.

"Fi.." call him from outside the room.

"Fiya... mas can enter?"

Waiting for a moment, not how long the door of Alfiya's room was open. He saw the girl still showed the same facial features as when she had just arrived home. Her wet hair dangled.

"Mas, bring tea for you."

"Yes. Thank you very much." Slowly, take the tea, then walk to the bed.

Alfiya who was walking seemed to stop for a moment as if thinking, then nodded. He placed the tea on the nightstand and sat on the side of the bed.

Elvan followed Alfiya, he noticed the lethargic girl. His face was soft and pale, looking down like he had no regard for Elvan standing there.

"Fi, eat first." hail Elvan. "You just came home with a word because it was raining."

Alfiya shook slowly. "I'm going to sleep." slowly he began to lie down while Elvan was still watching him.

For a moment the sound of rain still took over the silence there.

Alfiya lay down while turning his back to Elvan with his body wrapped in a blanket. He was still silent, even though he knew Elvan was still standing there with confusion and questions filling his head.

Seeing Alfiya who seemed not to want to be disturbed, the man then twisted his body to get out of the room.

"You rest first, later if there is anything you can call mas" said Elvan. Then start the step.

"Buck...."

Alfiya's voice suddenly called out to him intently stopped Elvan's steps abruptly. Making his heart beat instantly by that sound.

"Hmmm.." she turned to look at Alfiya who was still behind her.

"So, if we split up. Mas, will really take Gian away."

"Hmm.." answered Elvan briefly. He seems to be less fond of that discussion. He began to relate the question to the girl this morning. About whether Alfiya was indeed offended by the remark.

"Continue.." Alfiya's nasal voice was again heard, it was very clear that the girl was holding back her crying.

And, Elvan awaits the continuation of the next speech. His feet moved to get closer. He could see Alfiya's body trembling.

"Fi, if this morning's question bothers you. Mas.. sorry."

Alfiya nodded slowly. It was as if he had no problem with Elvan's question this morning.

"Mas, that was just...." I don't know Elvan also does not understand why he suddenly asked this question.

"Mas.." the girl again sobbed to call out to Elvan wistfully. Making the man more called to approach him to sit on the bed.

"If you go far away, who will bring you Gita flowers?"

This time Alfiya's speech was able to make Elvan termangu. Wh why? It means why now Alfiya connects it with Anggita.

"Mas, want to make Gita sad?" now he spoke in a sobbing and stifled voice.

In fact, Elvan felt that the girl who looked sadder at this time. What was? Elvan was increasingly clueless with Alfiya's change of attitude. Why does he think of the feelings of someone who has passed away.

Until by that confusion, there was suddenly a desire within him to embrace Alfiya in his arms at this time.

Slowly, but surely. With that feeling, Elvan raised his legs and approached Alfiya. So, without hesitation he put his hand down his neck and tried to face Alfiya towards him quickly.

"Mas!" he looks surprised. With both hands in front of his chest as if he was holding himself back to get closer to Elvan.

Elvan's face looked inexplicable at that moment. However, the look in his eyes was staring into the face of the girl in front of him.

"So how should you?" lirih Elvan then. "Mas, how should Alfiya?" he pressed.

Ha's?

Alfiya was silent for a while. However, he was immediately stunned by Elvan's increasingly demanding gaze.

"I mean?" Alfiya reflexes.

"So what do you think, mas, what should you do, Alfiya?" back Elvan asked repeated questions, his eyes putting a demanding look on the girl. "Explain, what do you think now?"

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