Labuhan Cinta The Playboy

Why Does Love Sick?

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Rocky looked at the necklace that Visha had left with teary eyes.

He had noticed the sadness experienced by the woman he loved from his car in the parking lot of the hospital. But he was too cowardly to meet her as he promised this afternoon.

Rocky rubbed his face rough. His heart was broken seeing Visha's sadness. He did not deserve to appear in front of Visha after all the pain that Visha had experienced for several years.

Rocky picked up the necklace and left the hospital yard.

He cursed himself in the car. He kept hitting the wheel who didn't know what his mistake was. He stopped his car on the side of the road.

He cussed on his cowardly self as he told his brother.

"You're a coward, Rocky! You're dickhead! You don't deserve to show up in front of that woman! Such a precious woman with all her pain!"

Rocky cried and shouted. Piteously. And itself.

Fortunately, he arrived at his apartment safely. He went straight to the bathroom to refresh his body and mind.

He stood under the shower for a long time. And all the memories of Visha flashed through his mind and he could never forget.

He really loved that woman. I don't know when and why he should? Is it because he has been in his past life? Because they are bound by destiny.

But why does it feel this sick? Why does love hurt so much?

Rocky came out of the bathroom and changed his clothes. He looked at his bed which was a silent witness to all his cruel deeds to Visha. How could he not remember anything about the accident?

"You're a jerk, Rocky!!! Fucking man!!!" his yell.

At first glance he tried to remember small pieces of the day.

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*Flashback About 6 Years Ago*

Rocky has to wake up from his sleep because his father came suddenly and asks him to come to the office quickly.

She asked Donny to prepare all her work clothes like a wife preparing clothes for her husband, hihihi. Afterwards Donny says goodbye and waits for her at the cafe downstairs of the apartment for breakfast.

Rocky, who had just come out of the bathroom, was reprimanded by an apartment waitress who cleaned her bed sheet. Rocky hires a waitress to tidy up his apartment called Bi Isah.

"Mas, is there a blood stain on Mas Rocky's bed sheet? Is Rocky hurt?"

Rocky, who heard it, laughed and replied, "No, I'm not hurt. It's not a blood stain, it's wine. Wine, you know, Bi? I must have been drunk last night."

Bi Isah even shook his head to see Rocky's behavior.

"Mas, you better find a wife. Don't keep drinking like that. You have to love yourself."

"The woman I love has left me, Bi." Rocky smiled bitterly.

"Then from that, Mas had to organize Mas's life from the beginning. Forget everything that ever happened. He's definitely not a soul mate. God must have prepared another good woman for you. You have to believe that."

Rocky fell silent. He tried to digest all the words of the middle-aged woman who had come out of his apartment.

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Visha looked at the face of her son who was sound asleep. It was two in the morning but Visha's eyes seemed reluctant to be closed. He looked at his phone and there was nothing there.

He waited for Rocky to call him but there was no call or message from him.

Visha wants to contact him but he refuses. He was afraid that the reality he expected was not in accordance with the truth.

Her tears are flowing back.

Something must have happened at dinner last night. Do I have to call him? But it's midnight, what if...

With a steady heart he punched Rocky's number and called out to him. His heart could not calm down again this time.

Visha ran out of the room and towards the hospital lobby. He looked for the necklace he had left on the long bench in front of the hospital.

There's nothing there. Someone must have taken it. Think Visha.

He went back to Ali's room and looked at his son.

What are you thinking, Visha? Do you think only of your own happiness? What about your son who is dying? Didn't you think about it? Focus, Visha!!! Forget the unimportant. You must rise up and be strong for Ali. Your son! He is your life, Visha!

All those words were ringing in Visha's brain. He quickly wiped his tears.

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That morning, Rocky wakes up to the sound of his apartment bell being pressed by someone.

That must be Donny. Think Rocky. He doesn't want to see anyone right now. He wanted to lock himself in the room.

His heart was too weak to face the world. More Visha.

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One day, two days, three days... Still no word from Rocky. Donny knows if Rocky's in his apartment.

Something must have happened on the eve of Leonard's birthday, but where could he have asked Leonard or Galang.

Eventually, Donny gets a call from Leonard who says Elena is in the hospital. He asks Donny to take Rocky to the hospital right now.

Donny's confused because he can't see Rocky either. Donny returns to Rocky's apartment and banged on his door. There's no answer there.

What the hell is going on here? Why should I be in this confusing situation?

Donny ruffled his hair in frustration. Does he have to see Visha? Donny shook his head quickly. Visha is also in a state of disaster.

"AARRGGGH!!" Donny shouted furiously at this situation.

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Rocky ventured to open his cell phone which he turned off a few days ago. There must have been a lot of incoming messages and calls that he didn't answer.

Justright. There's Visha's name there, too. Only one call. The other one is from her Papa, and Sania and then of course Donny.

He read the message that his mother was in the hospital. Rocky is still feeding himself. He decided to call his mother's phone. He's hurt one woman, there's no way he's hurt another.

"Hello, Ma..."

"Rocky!!! Where the hell have you been? It's so hard to reach you!"

"I'm sorry Rocky, Ma. How's Mama doing? Mama needs to heal quickly. Mama don't think about Rocky. Rocky is fine."

"You are." there was a sobbing sound from Elena.

"Don't cry, Ma. I'm doing fine. Promise me you'll be out of the hospital soon."

Rocky turned off his phone and turned off his phone.

Rocky is back to him. His appearance was now really chaotic. He even ate instant noodles for a few days. Fortunately, he remembered to fill his stomach.

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