Find Us Daddy
Still the Same
The sun still seemed to be timidly revealing itself. The light is still covered by the clouds, the clock shows at 6 am. The pair of eyes opened slowly, although it felt glue stuck there but he forced it so that his neutrals slowly looked around.
This was not his room or room, for a while his gaze was fixed upward, until slowly to the side. There is a figure who is sleeping soundly with a sitting position and his head is falling on the bed.
"Zoya..." A smile rose on her face staring at the beauty that used to accompany her morning and every day.
He felt his head slightly dizzy, and his hands fumbled towards the center of his wound. The blanket he removed a little so that it looks like a bandage covering the wound.
"Sst." Grimacing hurt there but slowly disappeared due to the figure next to him. He approached to look at the slumbering face.
When his hand reached the soft cheek, the owner moved and closed his eyes.
"Good, it's morning!" Zoya immediately got up after slowly seeing Alan who was still asleep.
Quickly, Zoya had already disappeared from there, Alan who felt safe opened his eyes. "You still care the same as you used to."
After washing her face, Zoya sees her phone which has so many messages and calls. "Finally you raised my call too! Why don't you come?" Ask Jili.
"Sorry, I overslept. What's double Z...."
"They cried several times and were long enough to sleep. I was going to deliver them because you didn't answer my call. But, given the way and also the time I decided not to."
"Sorry, you must be in trouble."
"That's not Zee, I don't mind just double Z crying instead of looking for you but his Daddy. Since last night they kept whining calling, I don't have her phone number. So I called you, it was the same." In the middle of Jili's story, Zoya stared at the room where Alan had fallen asleep.
It seemed like the double bond of Z and Alan was so strong, as if they felt what their Daddy was feeling . "Now they're still sleeping?"
"Hmmm, I'll deliver them later."
"Then, thank you."
"Why not call me." Zoya said as she approached the table where water was available.
"Because I can, it's not hard."
"No, the wound has not healed. Don't move too much."
Alan stared at Zoya's drink." It's lemon water, good for neutralizing liquor."
Alan was only silent because he did touch and drink the liquor. "Thank you."
"What's going on? Especially that wound? Does it have anything to do with us?" Ask Zoya who can't help the question anymore.
"Why? Is that troublesome? And..." Zoya didn't mean it but it looks like Alan reacted another way.
"Not so, the wound is quite large. There are no cell phones, the family must be worried especially Rosa. Liquor is not good for health, if there are problems solve it well. It does not need to be like this, however, the return of the mas is awaited by the family. They must be very worried and not calm." Zoya spoke at length, and Alan only looked at her with a small smile.
The zoyanya is still the same, chatty and caring. The difference if it used to be when they were together, Zoya would never be far from him. "Mas listen?"
"Zoya, if you leave everything behind, can we be together again?" One question Alan made Zoya go silent for a moment.
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