
The next morning at Iqbal's residence.
Nadine approached Zain who was sitting on the living room sofa, struggling with a laptop on his lap.
"Sister, my bag's missing in my sister's apartment." Nadine said she made Zain's eyes look at her.
"Oh, when will you take it?... If you can't now because I and Mr. Iqbal have an appointment with the client."
"No, it doesn't have to be right now, it's okay tomorrow."
"If tomorrow I'm not in the apartment, you can take it yourself. Consider it your own home. The code I'll send to your wa."
"Aren't you afraid there's something I stole???..."
"Why be afraid, you stole my heart!!!..." Zain's seduction made Nadine blush in embarrassment.
"Sister..." Nadine said shyly.
"Yes..." Sahut Zain stared fixedly at Nadine's face with a gaze full of love.
"It's for sister's lunch at the office." Nadine gave him a box of food that he had been hiding behind his back. Smiles instantly expanded at both corners of Zain's lips.
"Available for kindergarten again?..." Zain smiled mockingly as he raised one eyebrow.
"No, this is different. Then I go to the car first." Nadine left after seeing Zain nod. Zain stared unceasingly at Nadine's back, missing behind the door.
***
After hours of returning home, Zain drove Iqbal to his residence. After cleaning himself, He rested his tired body on a soft bed, because a day of work made his eyes so sleepy.
At 19.00 WIB Bi Nurul contacted Zain because Zain did not return to the apartment. Bi Nurul said Miranda had been with him at the apartment and had been waiting for his return. Miranda's skin was hot but her body was shivering she was also nauseous.
Zain soon got out of bed, he left Iqbal's house in a hurry, not caring about his tired body.
With a step back Zain stepped on the floor of the apartment to the elevator.
When he opened the door of his apartment and opened Miranda's room, Zain was surprised to see the figure of Riska who was treating Miranda. Riska is now regulating the course of drips of infused water hanging on the pole. When he saw Zain's presence, Bi Nurul immediately got up from the bed where he was sitting.
"Zain's home." Sapa Riska with a friendly. But Zain remained indifferent.
"Sorry sir, I had intended to take Miranda to the hospital. But happens to meet with Riska's doctor up front and offer help to check on Miranda. Because I think...."
"It's okay." Zain answered cutting off the bi Nurul conversation. Bi Nurul understood, it meant that Zain did not want to listen to excuses or justifications from him.
"I'm lucky I have a stockpile of drugs in my apartment." Riska.
"She's experiencing symptoms of typhoid, lucky to be treated immediately. I've already given him heat-lowering, pain-relieving and anti-nausea medications." Riska said at length, she was eager to interact with Zain whose attitude was always cold.
Zain sat down beside Miranda, his hand touching Miranda's sleeping forehead.
"Still have a fever..." Zain murmured in the heart.
"In a moment the effect of the drug will work. Miranda's fever will soon be coming down." Answer Riska who seems to know what Zain is thinking.
"Are you done checking it." Zain asked without even looking at Riska.
"It." Answer Riska.
Zain took out his pants pocket wallet, took out a few pieces of money hundreds of thousands then thrust them at Riska.
"Zain is not necessary. I'm sincerely treating it."
"I don't accept rejection."
"But Zain..." Complain Risk.
"I don't want to owe you anything. Zain was increasingly giving away his money. Riska accepted it reluctantly.
"Zain I can't leave Miranda like this. I should check Miranda's infusion fluids periodically."
"Doctor, if you're done checking on my sister you'd better leave right away. If I need help from you, then I'll call you right away." Riska's teary eyes have been rejected by Zain. With a lunglai step Riska stepped out of Miranda's room.
Two hours later, Zain saw Miranda's body was covered in sweat. Zain painstakingly wiped the sweat that soaked Miranda's body with the tissue that was on the nightstand. Miranda's body temperature is normal.
Zain came out of Miranda's room, he stepped into the kitchen. Zain's eyes frowned when he saw Riska who was asleep on his living room sofa.
"He's really shameless." Zain no longer cared about it, he went to the kitchen to drink water.
Zain sends Nadine a message to pick up her own bag at the apartment because Miranda is sick.
***
Zain woke up when he heard the sound of the morning adhan reverberating from his cellphone application.
Zain's body felt heavy, drowsiness still attacking him. Because all night he woke up just to see the state of Miranda.
After performing the morning prayer service, Zain took off his Cocoa shirt and went back to sleep naked.
Riska just woke up. He went to Miranda's room and checked her condition.
"Bi, can you please buy me some food. I'm very hungry. Buy also for aunt and Zain, if Miranda has to eat porridge first." Riska gave some money to Bi Nurul.
"Oya Bi, if I'm not here means I'm in the front apartment."
After the departure of bi Nurul. Riska opened the door of Zain's room, she wanted to be satisfied looking at Zain's sleeping face.
"Why is it so hard to melt Zain's heart."
***
Nadine paid the cost of the motorcycle online, but unfortunately when she put her wallet back in the bag, the wallet even fell without her knowing. With a step frenzied Nadine stepped into the apartment owned by Zain.
Riska who was about to get out of the apartment broke her intention when she heard the sound of someone talking in front of the apartment door.
"This is your wallet..." An old man returns Nadine's lost wallet.
"Ah yes sir, thank you. How can there be a father?..."
"So you fell in line to pay the cost of the online motorcycle taxi. I was after you but you were too nimble."
"Oh sorry sir, thank you so much again sir. Thanks."
"This is your apartment?..." The old man pointed at Zain's apartment.
"Oh, not sir. This is Zain's apartment." Nadine's answer made Riska's eyes widen.
"Are you ready for Zain?..."
"I'm Nadine, Mr. Zain's friend."
"Oh, kirain's boyfriend. If you want my intention to make a ghost???..." The old man chuckled.
"Nadine, must be that damn girl." Riska went back in, she ran back into the apartment.
***
"Why is the door open?..." Nadine muttered when she saw the door of her apartment slightly open.
"Assynoltom... Miranda's sick again, not bother me if I'm noisy?..." There is no lawfulness. Nadine contacted Zain many times but unfortunately HP Zain is silent mode.
Nadine's time is not much, she sees a clock on her wrist. Soon it's college time.
"Sister, I'm sorry I was so excited to enter the apartment. You see, there's a course book today in my bag. Since then, my brother in contact couldn't." Nadine sent a wa message to Zain.
Nadine goes into Zain's apartment. He stumbled like a thief.
Nadine's step was fixed on the sofa where her bag was perched, when she took her bag, Nadine's eyes were fixed on the only door of the room that was wide open right facing where Nadine was standing. Nadine came closer to see what she saw.
"Deg..." His heart throbbed pain when he saw Zain sleeping in one bed with Riska. Zain slept facing Riska's back. Tears flowed so hard on her cheeks. He closed his mouth so that his cries could not be heard. His heart is so sick. It's not fair, just now he felt in love but why suddenly heartbreak. Just now he could feel happiness in love, but why did he immediately incised a wound. This is not fair.... This is not fair....
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READERS, who are patient.... I know you're anxious with the author, I've brought high flying uh nyungsep to the bottom.... I'm sorry yes....I hope readers hold on to read yes ....