KEEP THE FAITH (Believe in God)

Physicians

Nia

Tumben, the health room looks quiet today, there is not a single guard. The door was not locked we immediately went inside, the table was neatly arranged, medicine was also lined up neatly in the glass cabinet, and medical equipment was still flat on the table in the corner of the room.

Gluey! I go back to gulping my saliva, what should I do if this is my last day in the world. I even forgot the pain in my head from the impact on the wall earlier. I kept asking myself who I was behind, was he really that cruel, O God help me .

I began to surrender I went to the corner table and took the biggest scissors there, trying to challenge him to how much courage. "Now, use this to kill me". I pointed the scissors right around my neck "Do it like this, stab it right in my veins" I explained.

Farhan was seen smiling mockingly "Too troublesome, just do it yourself!".

Crazy he just wanted to flirt, "I can't do it, I don't have that much courage, after all I don't want to go to hell alone, anyway, if you kill me then I can have a reason to rise from the grave and haunt you" I said at length.

Hah look at him just laughing and his laughter getting louder, I would love to kick his leg again. He looked at me "You're bragging what else, I've guessed all your talk is bullshit, right" He used his index finger to smack my forehead. I just growled at not being able to answer. "Sit down!" He encouraged me to sit in a plastic chair. Then he walked to the table for P3K, took a box and walked over.

What he wanted to do, I still did not understand, he approached put the box on the table near my seat.Then smiled at me and walked back. What he's going to do scares me. "Your hair is a mess" He took my hair string which began to degenerate, then tidied my hair with his hands, why do my horse hair goosebumps? A moment later he finished his work brushing my hair, then he came back before me to take another chair, now we sit facing each other.

"Your blood will not stop" he said later.

I don't understand the reflex I saw my shoulder, sure there were a few drops of blood there.

Farhan began wiping away my blood that was starting to dry, using cotton and alcohol, then right into his wound as well, of course I grimaced in pain, albeit without a sound.

It appears he also frowned "Sick?" tanyakanya.

I did not answer him, while still turning my eyes to the other direction. Too close I can't even breathe. A while later he finished, I tried to feel my forehead which he had placed the plaster there. I looked at him and thanked him. He just smiled and then stood up.

I pulled his hand to stop him. "You're also hurt here I treat!" I said I hope he would sit back.

Farhan just smiled then took off his hand, "I'm fine, I'm going first huh, you can go home alone!" he said while walking away.

Damn how dare he after making me hurt, then treat me now he wants to go with such cool pretentious. I stood up and ran after him, after we were close enough I jumped up and grabbed him by the shoulder, locking his neck in my arms.

He looked down, looking angry. "What are you doing let go"

"Stop being so cool, you get hurt at least let me treat you first"

"Basin a bad boy !" I got angry and beat his head in an agitation, I'm sure it didn't hurt, but it seemed to make him laugh.

"Stop it, if you don't want me to pounce on you right now"

His words startled me and I stopped my actions after all he was a man and his body was much bigger than me I didn't have the courage to win against him. All right, I have to use the second. I took her hand and lowered my head deeply. "I know my guilt is inexcusable, if you don't want to forgive me I'll resign, even though I can't treat the wound in your heart, at least let me treat the wound in your hand".

"So you confess to cheating now!"

"NO !" I said while shouting.

He laughed, "You want to touch my hand now".

Hhh well I have to surrender now "True, your hand is precious so I won't let your hand hurt!" Crazy one! what I just said.

Farhan walked in, now replace the one who pulled my hand. He sat down at my place and gave me his injured right hand. "Today I'm allowing you to touch it as much as you can" he said in a teaser-like tone.

Ihhh made me shiver I also sat in front of him, taking tissue and alcohol cleaning it like he had cleaned my wounds. I saw the wound quite badly, I thought again how hard he punched his fist, had he hit my head what would have happened. Imagine again my biggest mistake earlier had I been in his position I would have been angry too. My tears involuntarily dripped, I lowered my head deeply so that he could not see my tears.

Too late, it seemed like he found out, he pulled his hand and held both of my cheeks trying to see what I was doing. He smiled "Is this a new style again, a way for you to convince me with tears?" His words were very piercing but I'm not angry anymore now, because it was all my fault. I bit my lips to hold my sobs from coming out. Re-grabbing his hand and applying the ointment.

"Geeh!" I heard it a little bit complaining.

"I'm sorry, it must hurt" Seeing him hurt like this made my heart tear apart, I even felt like I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. Feeling guilty about being caught cheating when I did it myself. Farhan I will not ask you to forgive me again, it seems that I am not good enough to be with you, I do not want to hurt you again, live well in the future, meet good women and get married ! .I kept muttering in my heart.

I did not hear Farhan's voice anymore, nor did I dare to turn my head, we just quietly drifted away in each of our daydreams, until I finished treating the wounds on his steps .I still remained silent while looking at his hand.

Farhan seemed to realize that when I was done with my work, he stood up and left, leaving his feet alone, I was still glued to look at his departure.

At the door Farhan turned to "Thank you for treating my wounds, in the future live well do not make mistakes again" he smiled and waved his hand.

I was still silent until the shadow of his body went away, I was drowned limp my feet were not able to hold my body weight anymore, I sat on the floor of my hands and my feet were also resting on the cold marble, I cried, I cried, the longer the harder I wanted to make my heart a little relieved, but what this guilt kept appearing, again remembering Farhan's disappointed look, made me weak helpless.

Nia you deserve it !! Hehe.