
an hour later Hafiz arrived at the hospital and immediately approached Marisa's ward.
"assalamualaikum!"
hafiz pushed the door and poked in.
"walaikumsalam bang?!"
"how's mom doing?"
said Hafiz sitting next to Yasmin, Marisa was sleeping.
"That's a bang!"
"sorry ..you why not wake up Brother seh if you want to go to mother's house?"
Yasmin was silent looking at Hafiz's face, for some reason it felt sad.wanted to ask about what made her worry, but Yasmin undo it because they were currently in the hospital.
Hafiz invites Yasmin to sit on the sofa for fear of disturbing Marisa.
"sorry, my brother is busy!"
said Hafiz leaned Yasmin's body on her body and then kissed Yasmin's head.
"it's really like that, but why do I feel it's a lie.What really happened?
what are you hiding from Yasmin?"
Yasmin closed her eyes holding back the tears that wanted to flow, for some reason it felt so fake.
yasmin fell asleep and leaned on Hafiz's body.
'if I hadn't left that night, it probably wouldn't have been like this'
'pardon Yas's brother, dear brother to you'
slowly Yasmin opened her eyes and stared at hafiz's thighs into her sleeping pads.
seen Hafiz also asleep leaning on the sofa, Yasmin looked at the calm face of hafiz while sleeping.
Yasmin let out a breath and averted her eyes, honestly she could not look at Hafiz's face.
"Yes...."
hafiz said, opening his eyes.
"are you awake?"
Yasmin looked at Hafiz.
"i'm sorry Yasmin for making Abang pegel!"
"it's okay!" hafiz said he grabbed Yasmin's body.
honestly last night he also slept late because he asked Hafiz to come home, but Hafiz had just come home in the morning.
Hafiz looked at the beautiful face of his wife, brought her body closer and grabbed Yasmin's lips with hers.
Yasmin closed her eyes enjoying the sweet taste that Hafiz gave her.
"Dear your love Yas!"
said Hafiz to release his lips.
Yasmin fell silent then hugged Hafiz.
tok...
someone knocked on the door, rushing Yasmin to open the door as her aunt entered with her uncle.
"Yes, your mother is still sleeping!"
"yes.bi..!"
"oh there's Hafiz?"
"yes bi...paman?"
said Hafiz approached then kissed his second hand.
"auntie bring food, let's eat together!"
Yasmin nodded then helped her aunt prepare the food.
"Yasmin.." said Marisa Lirih.
"mother....!"
yasmin said as Marisa called her.
"mother... How are you?"
yasmin clasped Yasmin's hand at Hafiz's side next to Yasmin.
"Sorry dear.sorry mother took care of you!"
"most importantly, my mother's health!"
"yes, quickly recover.you have to rest a lot!" my aunt approached them.
"thank you...!" said Marisa holding her brother's hand.
"yes, Yas, you accompany Hafiz to eat!"
"yes Yas ..you accompany Hafiz to eat!"
"yes Ma'am...!"
***
somewhere else where someone was on the beach, throwing stones at it.
"Yasmin.." said Lutfhi shouting as loudly as possible.
fucked up, his mind's fucked..
"why again.. Yasmin?"
Luthfi leaned over her face on the pillow not wanting to hear Hasan speak.
"go back there Lo fi, look at Lo's shoes so dirty. Where's Lo!?"
after returning from the beach Lutfhi came to Hasan's house, because only Hasan understood his current situation.
"go to Amrik?"
"yeah...if that's the best for Lo, why not?"
"dizzle me...!"
"obviously .. like how many people do not get dizzy!"
"gue wants to give up!" said Lutfhi then got out of bed and went out.
"who told you to fight? go straight back to Lo there...!"
"yes ...!"
his mind wanders into the past, when Yasmin is not married.
**
the two meet when Yasmin and Rama take care of the landfall on the campus, not expecting Lutfhi to fall in love at first sight.
especially during the ospek, Lutfhi often menjajai Yasmin. because the two are getting closer, but who would have thought if Yasmin already had a prospective husband.
"want you?"
lutfhi offered Yasmin ice cendol while both were in the cafeteria.
"no... Yasmin doesn't like cendol"
"why?"
"nothing to like!"
"yes there must be a reason for her dong!"
"there's no reason!"
like the thing is I have no reason why I want you so much Yas, the pain that I am currently feeling.
many other things that make Luthfi feel crowded.two months they are close because one major many things that Yasmin asked Lutfhi and it makes the two so familiar, but now it feels empty...
'Yasmin belongs to another man'
**
"Lutfi...!"
mother Yesa called Lutfhi who had just arrived home.
"from where?how dirty so, here there's Mona. acquaintance first!"
Luthfi was silent to see a beautiful woman with short hair, her neck seemed smooth level, but somehow it looks is the face of Yasmin.
"astaga...!"
"why fi...?"
said yesa saw the strange behavior of her youngest son.
"no Bun, dirty Lutfhi, smelly again. Lutfi to the room first!"
said Lutfhi hurried away leaving the two women.
Yesa looked at Lutfhi while shaking her head.
"weirdly.the kid?"
**
"crazy...!" said Luthfi threw his body into the bed, why his desire to travel with Yasmin? Why is she so attached to her memory.
Luthfi massaged his temple, he had to leave immediately but when did he talk to Yesa? because right now Yesa is with that sexy woman.
'maybe later'
said Lutfhi then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
***
"yasmin's mother is sick, please for tonight you understand!"
said Hafiz called someone who had contacted him since.
Without answering the person immediately turned off the phone.
Hafiz went back in and saw Yasmin curling herself under the treatment bed using a thick carpet carried by her uncle and aunt, only Yasmin who stayed with Hafiz. her uncle and aunt came home, will return tomorrow to replace both menuggu Marisa.
"who called bang?" yasmin said as hafiz was beside her.
"nothing important!"
said Hafiz hugging his wife, Yasmin fixated her heart beat fast because Hafiz had never been like this before.
"if it doesn't matter why should I outside take her call bang?"
"it's okay, afraid of being noisy to disturb your mother's sleep!"
Yasmin looked up at Hafiz's face, seeing if there was a lie in her husband's eyes.
"sleep... You've been tired all day, right?" hafiz said in Yasmin's ear.
Yasmin's smile then closed her eyes letting the Sturdy's body hold her tightly channeling warmth and comfort.
seriated.