Dusk Rainbow

Help take care of Alisa

Today Devan immediately escorted Raisya to his room. After the incident that happened to his wife yesterday, he was more possessive and made sure that Raisya reached his room safely. The two walk in parallel. Link each other's fingers to make all eyes that look envious.

"Later in the afternoon I'll eat at the restaurant with Syakila, you don't have to come here."  Raisya released her link as she arrived in front of her room.

"I know you'd be wise to face childish Syakila. Forgive her."

"I'm the one who's sorry, it's been a valuable lesson to me, if I can't hide the slightest thing from her."

"I'll go first."

A wave of hands accompanied Devan's steps until he disappeared behind the elevator door.

"Morning, Mas" said one of the sisters as Devan exited the elevator.

"Again, Devan replied. The tail of his eyes was calmly staring straight ahead towards the outer door.

Upon arriving in the car, Devan accidentally saw the familiar figure in the park. Her thin body was highlighted by the warming sun, a girl in a wheelchair with a scarf around her neck.

"That's Alisa." Suddenly Devan's heart was racing, his heart slashed as a nurse helped massage the nape of his neck. Also seen Om Andre and Aida's aunt there helped Alisa sit down.

The car door that had opened was now closed again, Devan's legs moved toward the woman who had been the idol of his heart.

"Alisa," called Devan hesitantly.

Everyone else including Alisa. A smile expands at the corner of the girl's blue lips. His eyes glazed over as he watched Devan approach him.

"Devan, you're here" said aunt Aida.

"Alisa why, Auntie?" ask Devan to investigate.

"Alisa has a chronic ulcer," replied om Andre.

"What!" Devan is surprised, given his five years together, he is always a machine to always remind Alisa with the food consumed.

"Surely you like to eat sour fruits and fatty spicy foods as you used to. How many times have I told you, don't like to eat spicy, you'll relapse."

"But now you never remind me again." Alisa's speech was like a demand for Devan to just leave her. Although on the grounds of getting married, Alisa felt that it was unfair to her.

"I have no other choice."

I know, but I can't forget you.

Alisa rubbed her cheek-drenched tears trying to remain steadfast in accepting reality.

"Now that you're eating, if Aunt Camelia knows you're sick, she's gonna be mad at you."

"I don't want to eat." Alisa covered her mouth with both palms. Not long after his stomach felt nauseous again to make him down and vomit.

Alisa's hand grabbed Devan's hand that stood by her side, gripped her tightly and channeled the pain that filled her stomach, while the other hand squeezed her stomach even more. 

"Van, I'd like to talk to you for a second."

Devan nodded following Om Andre after Alisa removed her finger.

"What's up, Om?" ask Devan.

Om Andre looked at Alisa for a moment.

"Do you want to help Om take care of Alisa?"

"meaning?" ask Devan.

Om Andre took out Alisa's phone and showed some photos stored neatly there.

Devan's heart throbbed, the guilt was again present. He who had made the beautiful woman helpless, because his decision to choose Raisya made Alisa now weak. The supposedly bright future became gloomy just because of the past that had once occurred between them. There was nothing Devan could say, and there was no way he would refuse Andre's pleading request.

"What do I do, Om?" devan asked at the end. He hesitates to accept, but he is also unlikely to be happy over Alisa's suffering.

"You see for yourself, right, if Alisa doesn't want to eat, please help om to persuade her."

Devan gave a small nod and walked back to Alisa.

Devan sat in front of Alisa so the two could exchange views.

"Now you eat. I'll take a bribe to the end" said Devan softly.

Alisa's hand poked and grabbed Devan's hand and held it tightly.

"really?" alisa said tremblingly. He made sure Devan was serious.

Devan nodded while taking the bowl containing the white porridge and began to feed Alisa.

Twice a mouthful, Alisa felt her tongue getting bitter until her stomach wanted to vomit. However, Devan's face in front of him was able to conquer that pain, Alisa's chest pounding as if to become a new painting to fight her illness.

"Did Camelia's aunt know you were sick?" devan asked on the sidelines of his activities. 

Alisa was silent, there was nothing important at the moment other than staring at Devan's face, and that was what she did, without heeding the voices that kept echoing.

•••

Raisya looked at the clock that was coiling in his hand. It turns out there is still time to relax before struggling with patients who have registered. Raisya remembered Alisa who was also being treated. Since his meeting at that time, he has not been able to visit him. 

"Suster, please keep it here, I'm down for a bit" Raisya said as he stepped towards the door.

"Well, Doc," the nurse replied politely.

Raisya went straight to the receptionist and asked Alisa's room which she had not known.

"If patient room number 11, but now he's in the garden sunbathing."

"O, all right, thank you, Sus."

"Together, Doc. Do not hesitate to ask me also yes, Doc," said Doctor Ihsan from behind.

Raisya turned and cupped his hands together.

"For a long time can not be kangen," seduced Doctor Ihsan. 

"Me too," replied Raisya, "tracts," he added which made Doctor Ihsan laugh. 

"I'll go there first, Doc." Raisya pointed at the garden, while Doctor Ihsan merely bowed in favor. 

Upon arriving in the yard, Raisya stopped his steps when he saw Devan's car was still parked neatly in place. 

"This is Devan's car, where is he going?" Raisya is looking for the master. 

The sound of crisp laughter from the direction of the park made Raisya immediately turn his head, and instantly the smile that rose dimmed when he saw her husband sitting next to the girl who was currently in her former status. 

Her chest felt tight, her heart and heart were sliced as she clearly saw her husband feeding another woman. The clear liquid escaped without asking him for permission. His legs were pliable so he had to find a wall to lean on.

This is impossible, Devan must only pity Alisa, I cannot suudzon, he loves me and will always be like that.

Raisya tries to think positively, synchronizing his opposite heart and brain. As a wife, it was natural that Raisya was jealous, but she was still concerned with others rather than her ego.