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Rocky arrives at Visha's house. The house looks empty. Rocky is hesitant about whether to enter or not.
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Rocky finally knocked on the door. Rara came up from behind the door.
"Eh? Of Rocky?"
"Ah, hi," said Rocky.
"Who's Rocky looking for?"
"Umm, look, I heard that Ali..."
"Oh, yes, my. Ali is in the hospital. Visha's mother and Karina's mother were there too."
"What hospital?"
"Our Hope."
"thank you. Then excuse me."
Rocky returns to the hospital. He rubbed his face rough. He understood how Visha felt now. And he came to comfort her.
Arriving at the hospital, Rocky asks the reception desk. After finding out where Ali's room is, Rocky makes his way there.
Rocky's footsteps stopped when he saw someone he knew.
"Rocky?" Visha's eyes are perfectly rounded.
Rocky approaches Visha. "How's Ali doing?"
Visha turned her face. "Where do you know if Ali's in the hospital?"
"Just know," replied Rocky.
Visha sighed.
"Where are you from?" Ask Rocky.
"From the pharmacy."
"I want to meet Ali. Can I go see him?"
"Yes, come with me!" Take Visha.
They walked together without a word coming out of their lips. It felt awkward after the heartwarming farewell incident a few days ago.
"Please enter!" Visha lets Rocky into Ali's room.
Ali is playing with Karina.
"Hello Ali.." said Rocky.
"Omm Rocky?"
"Crawl!! What are you sick with? Get well soon! We'll play the Playstation again."
"OK, Om! Who did Rocky come here with? What's with Om Galang?"
"Eh?" Rocky is surprised that Ali is looking for his brother.
"Om coming alone. Maybe next time Om will bring Om Galang here. Okay?" Said Rocky while raising his hand to hang out with Ali.
Ali welcomes Rocky's 'tos' invitation. Visha just smiled seeing Ali excited.
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"Sir, tonight let me take care of Ali yes," Karina said as she approached Visha who was sitting on the bench in front of Ali's room.
"Eh?"
"You go home with Rocky's son."
"Eh? But ma'am..."
"You must be tired from yesterday looking after Ali. You will take care of the catering issue. Yea?"
Visha seems to think. He looked towards Rocky and Ali who were still playing.
"All right, Mom."
"Son has not visited again?"
"No, Ma. Mas Galang must have been very busy. I don't want to bother him if he's busy."
"Well, I'll talk to Rocky's son to take you home." Karina went back into Ali's room.
Visha misbehaves while waiting for Rocky and Karina to talk. It feels very awkward to suddenly meet Rocky after many incidents have occurred between them.
"Umm, Visha.." call Rocky when he opens the door.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Karina's mother asked me to take you home."
"Hu 'um. Tonight's the mother who stayed here. I'll take care of the catering."
"Oh. Then let's walk." Take Rocky.
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Silent. No one made a sound on the way back home.
Visha stared at the street through the car glass. His heart and mind were now drained just for Ali.
"Have you eaten?" Rocky gives up and finally makes a sound.
"Eh?"
"I asked if you had eaten? Your body looks skinny."
"But you have to keep eating. You have to be strong for Ali to be strong. Let's eat first."
Rocky stopped his car at a tent stall five feet away. They both went down and sat facing each other.
"What do you want to eat?" Ask Rocky.
"Fried rice only," replied Visha.
"Bang, two fried rice huh!"
"Ready, Boss Rocky!"
Visha is surprised that the fried rice seller recognizes Rocky.
"You come here often?" Ask Visha curious.
"Not often. I used to come here with Donny. I don't like the atmosphere of restaurants or cafes. What would people say if two men ate together in a cafe or restaurant?"
Visha chuckles small.
"Well, so dong! You have to smile a lot. No matter how heavy the burden you carry. Keep smiling, Navisha..."
I don't know what the wind is, but Visha feels a strange swish when Rocky tells her that.
Inadvertently, there was a long period of eye contact between Visha and Rocky. They looked at each other as if they were talking to each other. Tell them what is in their hearts.
"This is the fried rice, boss!" The sound of the fried rice seller disperse all their gazes.
"Thank you, bang."
Visha eats voraciously. Either he feels hungry or because he is accompanied by Rocky.
Rocky smiled at Visha who was eating her voraciously.
"From now on you should eat regularly. Do not eat late. You understand?!"
Visha nodded, then smiled.
"I will always be with you..."
Visha stared at Rocky. What kind of sentence is that? Do they acknowledge each other's feelings?
"Thank you" replied Visha.
"Thank you only?" Rocky looks disappointed.
"What else is it?"
"alright. No problem." Answer Rocky.
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The next day, the,
"Ra, did you see my diary?" Visha ransacked her bag looking for the diary she always carried.
"What daily book, Ma'am? That's kind of a diary book?"
"Yes, soft pink color. I always carry it in my bag. But this isn't there?"
"Maybe Visha forgot to put it. Try looking again, Ma'am."
"Yes already. There's no time to search. Next time I'll look for it. Let's get the food ready for catering."
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In another place,
Galang looked at Visha's diary that accidentally fell on her car.
Galang wasn't sure if he wanted to ask Visha this or not. In the book there are several pieces of articles taken from newspapers and magazines. And that's a picture of Rocky, his sister.
Galang's hands clenched firmly.
Why does Visha keep a sheet of Rocky's images taken from the magazine? What is their relationship? Is Sania's suspicion right? If there's anything between them?
She ruffled her hair in frustration. When he is about to marry Visha, he must find a reality that is reversed by the path of his destiny.
He looked back at the soft pink diary. It was very interesting to know what Visha wrote in it.
His mind began to experience war. It is not polite to read someone else's diary. But the intense curiosity completely filled Galang's heart. He was afraid if all this time his sister and her lover were playing heart behind him.
And with a heavy heart, Galang opened Visha's diary which contained Visha's daily activities and also her outpouring of heart.
DEG. Galang's hands shook reading sheet by sheet Visha's life story.
"Dammit!!!" Suddenly, Galang shouted.
Bi Onah, her domestic assistant immediately approached Galang.
"Mas Galang, what's wrong?"
"There's nothing, Bi. Please call Ari, and tell her today to hold all my work. I'm not going to the office."
"Did?"
"Hurry!!!" Screaming again. It's not usually rude.
"I-iya, Mom. Aunty will do it," Bi Onah replied a little afraid.
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