I'll wait for your promise

Sanu 1's

Raindrops accompanied my solitude on the terrace. The drizzle hasn't stopped since last night. I lay in a long chair. Staring at the dark sky, as deep as my heart at this moment. My heart still does not believe what my ex-boyfriend has done. Mas Fikri came out wearing a watch and tidied up his clothes.

“Mas where to go?” My toot.

The man turned his head, “Mau to friend's house.” He looked at the sky, “it looks like the rain will not subside until the afternoon. Just use the car.” Go to the garage.

“Mas, can follow. I'm saturated at home.” Stopping Mas Fikri's move.

“Owh. Mas wait while hotin car huh?” Fikri stepped back. I rushed to my room, changed my clothes.

Mas Fikri's friend's house is quite far away. It takes more than an hour to travel. When he arrived there, the yard was already crowded with several motorcycles and cars. I got out of the car shyly. Some people were gathered on the terrace. Some of them are in the house. They greeted Mas Fikri as we entered the terrace. I just followed my cousin who was walking in front of me until a man greeted me.

“Difa!” I looked up, looking at him. He was the one who helped me, Mas Vino. “Loh, how are you with Fikri?” The man pointed at us in turn.

“He's cousin. You guys know each other?” Ask Mas Fikri.

“Iya, Mas. A few days ago Mas Vino returned my HP that was left behind on the train.”

Mas Vino is approaching. “What a coincidence yes we meet again.” The owner of the house smiled.

“Iya, Mas.” Reply lightly.

It only took me a few minutes I was familiar with the other guests. I was comforted when Mas Fikri's friends asked joking.Cousin who looked at me from afar was smiling happily.

I approached Mas Vino who was fetching water in the refrigerator. Requesting permission to pray. The man in short jeans showed his room. He also laid a prayer mat on the floor. After the prayer I looked around the room. The room is quite spacious. There was a guitar and a football shirt near his study table. Pictures of football players stuck to the wall. The room was not too messy, the bed was neat. There are only a few books on the table. Photos are neatly displayed on the table and walls. My eyes were stunned at a photo on the side wall of the closet. Like knowing the person in the picture. I took the picture frame, remembering who it was.

“You're done praying.” Tanya Mas Vino surprised me. I looked up with a heart pounding. I hope he doesn't suspect me of being a thief. “What are you looking at?” Mas Vino glanced at the picture frame I hid behind my back.

“Ehmm. I just want to see a photo.” I showed you that photo.

“Owh..it was a time photo in Makassar with my cousin. Good for the view.”

“Sepupu Mas... whose name is?”

“Sanu.”

I stared at Mas Vino in disbelief, “Who Mas?”

“Sanu.” Vino looked at me in wonder. “Why you? How shocked are you?”

“Ehm Wrong attitude. Baffled. “I came out first. Thanks for getting to pray.” I hurried to leave the owner of this room.

Because I was nervous, I accidentally hit his shoulder. Sanu's name is ringing in my ears again. Why does this have to happen? Is it possible that I can meet with Sanu again. I want to go home and tell Disa everything.

Arriving at home I immediately ran to meet Disa who was sitting on the terrace with Dayat. I held Disa's hand tightly with a carefree smile. Disa and Dayat looked at me in wonder. “Why you? Back and forth to stress.” Ask Disa.

“Sanu, Dis... Sanu..”.

“Sanu...” Can look confused. “You met Sanu.” I'm shaking. Is getting confused. “Continue what?”

“I know how to meet Sanu.” Then I told you everything that happened in Mas Vino's house. Dayat also listened to my story.

“Thank God that you are no longer upset.” Dayat smiled at me. I was embarrassed to return his gaze. Because I was too happy, I forgot that there was Dayat.

~*~

I walked around in the room. Confused, how to find information about Sanu. Disa who was reading a book on the bed saw me.

“Tanya Mas Vino only. Request the same HP number as Mas Fikri.” Advice Disa.

I also ventured to meet Mas Fikri who was washing the car. Hesitatingly asked for Mas Vino's number.

“Why? Kangen yes. Just met yesterday already asked for the number HP.” Fikri washed his feet and approached me.

“Ngak. There's just need. Can you please Mas?” Little pleading.

“Hmmm... why else?” Ask Disa.

“Bingung Dis.”

“Why?”

“How to ask.”

“Alah. Sms is confused. If you need to call all.”

“You aja. How's it? I'm grogi.” Poking the phone to Disa. Without waiting long Can type sms for Mas Vino. Almost two hours we waited for a reply.My twin fretted waiting. Suddenly Mas Vino called, asking for the meaning of the sms earlier. Disa also told briefly the meaning of the sms.

“Owh.. I just got to the hospital. There's a schedule to keep the brother anonymous. If you want to come here. There's Sanu here too. I'll text you the address.” Vino hung up on me.

Waduuuhhh. Now also again. Wasn't the meeting too soon. My heart is pounding. We're getting restless. Trying to think hard about what to do. Sms from Mas Vino has also entered. He told me to come right away. How to come, know the address, my inner self.

The voice of our cousin whistled. “Mas Fikri!!” We ran to the terrace. Mas Fikri was surprised to hear a screaming voice calling. With a loud breath we asked the man who was rolling the hose to deliver to the hospital. Unfortunately he refused, there was already an appointment with his girlfriend. We limp for a moment. Sitting in a long chair. Thinking of another way out.

“Where are you going, Yat?” Shouted Mas Fikri out of the fence.

“You work Mas.” Dayat shouted.

“This is the first passenger. Accepted n?”

“Who?”

“Tuh again on daydreaming.” Mas Fikri's mouth pointed at us.

Dayat also took us to the hospital. During Dayat's trip more chatting with Disa. They seem to like each other. Not once did I see them both. Mas Vino called back, asking where we were. My heart is back beating. Soon I will meet with Sanu. I look at windows. Thinking, what should I do when I meet Sanu later. Why should we meet now. Even though only asking for a new Sanu number can. Like an important person who must be met directly. Why didn't Sanu ask Mas Vino for my number. I'm getting more and more confused thinking about it.

We arrived in front of the hospital. Before leaving, Dayat promised to pick up tonight. Me and Disa rushed in. I called Mas Vino, asking where we should meet. The phone's not dead, I've seen it. He just came out of the minimarket we passed. I was misbehaving when I met him, a little embarrassed. While Mas Vino smiled greeting with a nod, looking at Disa behind me. We chatted while walking.

“Sanu where is Mas?” Chirps Disa is impatient.

“This we will meet Sanu.” Vino smiled. “Which Sanu's girlfriend is?” The question of Mas Vino surprised us.

We look at each other, “Nothing?” unison answered. Mas Vino chuckled at our expressions.

A few times around the corner, we arrived in front of the ICU room. “Please if you want to meet Sanu.” Mas Vino's right hand pointed at the ICU entrance.

Me and Disa looked back. “ICU Room!!” Serelpak surprised. Looking at Mas Vino. “Mak... means!!!” Ask us confused.

“Iya. Sanu is inside if you want to meet.” Vino went straight inside. We follow. “Sanu, your friends came nih.” He said he was near a patient. My body was limp, seeing Sanu lying down. In his hand was an infusion, his head wrapped in bandages. He slept very well. Disa and I looked at each other, not believing what we saw.

　

　

　

　

For those who are sick, the author prays for a speedy recovery... If saturation continues, mending while reading this novel.may be saturated lost, the pain is gone. aamiin...

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