
Arpan drew closer to the seated side, as if thinking of something. Looking at the woman who was sitting in the scorching sun, making her face look radiant. The morning when the air is still fresh, the sun begins to warm the body.
Doubt haunts the man who is walking, enveloping the heart makes his mind as if bingbang. Breathing out softly ventured to just chat. The first beginning he said to the woman, was the word greeting," Hi ...."
Hearing the greeting, Sisi's face turned around. Look for the source of the voice that was just heard by his ears. The greeting was for himself who sat on a hospital bed, or just a greeting to other visitors.
Because the room was mixed with some patients,
"Have you heard my greeting" said the figure of the man who suddenly sat in the chair near Sisi's bed.
Sisi muttered inwardly, this voice? like I've heard this voice.
"Who are you?" ask Sisi. The look on his face turned towards the voice of the man.
"Do you remember my voice?" asked Arpan making Sisi shrug both his shoulders, he hesitated with his own guess.
"Why? Just guess what. Who am I?" that question left Sisi as if confused as to where he came from he said." Are you the young man who helped me out of a thug!" replied the round-faced woman. The man next to her seemed to stumble, as the woman he helped sucked herself in.
"Why are you silent? Did I guess wrong?" sisi asked, her face so sweet. Making Arpan feel the thump in his heart, he immediately held the thump to relax and calm down a little.
"Waw, you're great!" arpan replied cheering while clapping.
All the patients in the room, opening the curtains and saying, "don't scream. This is a hospital, not a forest."
"I'm sorry" said an apology thrown from Arpan's mouth and did not forget to stick his hands together. Down to realize his mistake.
The side is slightly small, when other patients scold Arpan.
"Well, are you sure, Sisi?" ask Arpan. Seducing the woman in front of him, his eyes continue to look towards the look on Sisi's face.
Suddenly Sisi's hand felt, he intended to take a drink of water. However, it was not drinking water in the glass he held but Arpan's face.
"Loh, I'm sorry I thought the glass," Sisi chuckled.
Arpan shook his head, pleased with Sisi's innocent behavior.
Seeing all that, Delia and Alan laughed. Peeping outdoors.
"Is this gonna work?" alan asked his wife.
Delia answered!" 100 Percent sure."
Dipa was looking for her brother figure, no matter where her brother was, she seemed confused. Because my sister just left.
The fifteen-year-old girl, intending to meet the woman her brother often told her about.
Sure enough, when Dipa came to Sisi's room. The girl saw the two husbands and wives peeking, because curious Dipa approached them.
"You guys are here? Why just peek?" ask Dipa. Delia instantly turned over the body of the girl who had just come, "let's see?"
Dipa was stunned to see the sight of her brother. He did not expect his brother could be close to women, because all this time, Arpan was always away by some women. Because the majority always attach great importance to Dipa.
Why Arpan loved his sister, until he forgot to find a wife. Plus, the younger brother has had a history of the disease since childhood.
Dipa's tears flowed, seeing the happiness of her sister at that time, Delia saw Dipa crying as if she wanted to ask the girl beside her
"Ko, you're fighting?" tanya Delia rubbed the clear fur that had fallen on the bottom of the girl's cheek.
Delia was more and more confused by the girl's answer, why? Has Arpan not had a partner? That was what came to Delia's mind.
"Did your sister never have a boyfriend?" delia asked, her curiosity was getting bigger at the time. He seemed to want to correct all the past of Dipa and her brother.
Dipa shook her head, making Delia startled, "why could you?"
"Sister, too busy taking care of me. Which is this sickness!"
Hearing the words, Delia hugged the girl tightly, rubbing the girl's long decomposed black hair.
"I want when my death comes, my sister is married to the woman of her choice" Dipa said.
Alan heard the words of the girl, unconscious, his eyes shed tears. It was hard to see the little girl talking like that.
Alan rubbed the girl's shoulder and asked, "what om, you can tell. What are you sick with?"
Dipa opened her mouth tightly. He seemed not to want to discuss his illness from birth.
"Why is Dipa silent?" ask Alan. Urge the girl.
Just then Arpan heard the sound of Dipa's cry, he approached the source of the sound.
"Pipe, why you, baby?" ask the brother. Hugging the girl who was crying sobbed.
"Sister" said Dipa calling her sister. Her tongue rubbed the clear fur that continued to flow.
"Dipa, ko you're nagis baby. Is anyone sick, try to say the same brother," the soft voice of the kaka. Bounced on his sister. Swallowing wet cheeks due to tears.
"Dipa don't do anything!" answer Dipa. The sight made Alan and Delia unable to hold back tears. They cannot see both people in front of their eyes, like pain in the heart. Because the girl loves her sister so much.
"I want to go home" said Dipa. To Arpan, with sprightly the brother agreed to his words.
"Yes, let's go home."
Arpan said goodbye to Delia and also Alan, did not forget to Sisi, Arpan could not bear to see Dipa crying.
As she walked away, Dipa handed Alan a piece of paper she had folded. Sereyum said, "please convey Dipa's request, doc."
"Well, did Dipa know about Alan Doctor?" tanya Delia posted her body. Teseyum wide.
"I know, because we met in the hospital!" replied Dipa, with sparkling eyes made Alan cry out the desire that was courted from the look of his eyes.
"The doctor will try, okay," Alan said. Swiping the girl's head.
At that time Arpan called the name of Dipa's sister. The girl pulled Alan's arm in front of her, instantly making Alan's body slightly bent. Make Dipa whisper something.
Alan agreed with Dipa's words at the time. Waving hands.
Delia, approaching her husband, seemed curious about the small folded paper.
"What is the content of the letter?" ask Delia.
Alan immediately opened the letter, when it was opened. The contents of the letter made the tears of both of them flow.