Don't Want to Split

Chapter 7 - A Secret

"After Mr. Halley agrees, then you can go with the secret that you keep meetings - meetings."

'Confidential?'

Like a giant hammer hitting hard, right in the heart of Zefanya. Doctor Sandra knows that she's keeping secrets. Zefanya. "No. There is no secret whatsoever." denied Zefanya is weak.

Doctor Sandra's face turned sad. "Madam, I've dealt with you long enough. I know there's something you're still craving. Actually it's okay, everyone has the right to have secrets. The problem is that husbands and wives should not keep secrets. But if you choose to keep it, then you have to be tough." advises Dr. Sandra. He also did not want his patients to continue to be agitated, do not know what makes Zefanya do not dare to express her fear.

A moment Zefanya lowered. Her husband's choice of doctor is not an arbitrary doctor, she is one of the best doctors in London. His experience in treating patients is beyond doubt. Then Zefanya looked up, unable to say anything, could only circulate her gaze to the VVIP room she was in. The best hospitals with the best room options are like five-star hotels. Ezra, her husband is really the totality of loving. He gave everything to Zephaniah.

Doctor Sandra was right. The only way to leave this place is Ezra. He and his power cannot be resisted other than to speak kindly.

'Oh God. Give me wisdom. Let me choose the right words when I meet my husband.' Zefanya prayed in my heart.

Slowly the courage within Zefanya gathered, she turned to Doctor Sandra who was looking at her pity. "Doctor, can you tell my husband that I want to see him?" zefanya Pinta.

In Zephaniah's heart he continued to pray that his courage would not disappear when he faced Ezra.

Doctor Sandra shook her head. "Sorry, Madam. I think it's best that you contact him yourself. Act mature. By contacting him yourself, Mr. Halley will think you've thought everything through. Not running away like you've been doing." asserted Dr. Sandra.

His eyes widened. The doctor in front of him was really on Ezra's side. The woman snorted in annoyance, did this doctor not know that at this time her cell phone alone does not exist. It's possible that the phone was lost in an accident, damaged or already secured by Ezra.

As if to know what Zefanya had in mind, Doctor Sandra spoke again. "Suster Yoana will bring you a phone if that's what you object to. Your husband left you a new phone for us because your phone was crushed by the car."

Zefanya opened her mouth to reason again, but her mind was empty. There was no more reason he could give. "alright. Thank you so much for helping me." Finally, that was all Zephaniah could say.

Doctor Sandra patted Zefanya's shoulder gently. "You've experienced a lot in the last half year. And this journey will soon reach its end. I wish you the best. Good luck!" the doctor said as he walked out.

'Argh! I need more than luck, ' Zefanya protested to whom. She was rubbing her hair, frustrated.

Before long Sister Yoana came in with the latest mobile phone in her hand. Again Tracey could only be confused in his place realizing this was the umpteenth time Ezra gave the best facilities for him.

"Please, Madam." Sister Yoana put the expensive phone into Zefanya's grasp and made sure the big Madam in front of her was already holding the thing well.

"Thank you, Sister" said Zefanya, exhaling heavily. The time has come!

Sister Yoana nodded and smiled amiably. "I'm in the next room. Do not hesitate to call me whenever needed" he said again - again with the same sentence.

Wanting someone truly reliable who could continue to accompany Zefanya for twenty-four hours, Ezra deliberately paid a private nurse for his wife. Sister with the best grades and has passed a strict interview conducted by herself.

After Sister Joanna died, Zephaniah went back and forth to call Ezra. Nyali. Not only was he daunted by the great Lord Halley's authority. Not at all. Ezra never once scared him. But more to Zephaniah could not break the heart of Ezra who loved.

After repeatedly praying, Zefanya ventured to touch the screen of her phone. Touching the number after number that he had memorized was out of his head.

"Hello... "

"Hello." Ezra's voice greeted again.

"Ehm, yes, " answered Zefanya lost confidence.

Just one word of greeting from Ezra alone had thrown him into the past. Their happy days. Ezra's romantic proposal is set on fireworks in a rooftop of one of the city's top restaurants. Then it was their honeymoon period where they couldn't get away from each other. Unsatisfied - content to touch each other and show love each other.

Meanwhile, across there Ezra was shaken. He was sitting in the middle of the workroom at his house. Next to his hand was holding a cell phone that had just received a call from Zefanya. He opened his eyes, as if he were dreaming.

Zefanya Voice! After months, Zefanya was finally able to contact him. The phone was accidentally dropped on Sister Yoana as soon as Zefanya regained consciousness. His wife had amnesia due to an injury to her head.

Slowly Ezra stepped into his work chair, his knees feeling unsteady. A feeling of excitement overflowed - overflowing in his chest.

"My God's. The zie? Ma moitie?" said Ezra. His voice was filled with emotion.

Unknowingly one hand of Zefanya twisted - milin the tip of her own clothes. His heart raced so fast that his stomach felt nauseous.

"Y-yes. It's me." It's me."

"Ma moitie, do you know how long I've waited for a moment like this?"

Ezra's voice trembled and Zefanya could feel there was love, longing, longing and so many other feelings that could not be expressed in words. In an instant, the already neat plan arranged in his brain vanished. Don't know where to start. Zefanya couldn't say it.

"Is this really you, Ma Moitie? Don't say it's a dream. I hate dreams like this, because when I wake up I miss you so much. More than now." scowled Ezra to convince himself.

Zefanya's tears broke without stopping.

'No, Ezra. You are not hallucinating, dear.' cried Zephaniah.

"Yes. Its me. I'm sorry I vomited and fainted again. According to Dr. Sandra, it's normal. When the nerves re-integrate then our body will respond to it. And the effect is nausea or headaches or both" Zefanya said to buy time.

"Does that mean your memory has recovered?"

"Ezra." cut Zefanya fast - fast.

Then he took a deep breath and exhaled. "We need to talk."

"I'll come now!" answer Ezra firmly.