Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
BSJ 53: Stalker
..."Poor or rich, disabled or dead, my love is sincere to you, young master." - Airra Refatya Sasya...
...BSJ 53: Stalker...
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The speck of rainwater remains, still appears to wet the earth. Black cumolonimbus cloud clouds still hang over the sky there. The cold wind also began to blow hard, the season was already difficult to predict. Now the rainy season is coming unfriendly to the earth, but this month should still be the dry season. The handsome man who was walking slowly pushed the infuse pole into his grasp. With a slow step he took both of his legs to walk the path in these fairly quiet alleys.
How not, ten o'clock in the evening it's time to rest. He was walking around the hospital hallway at night without anyone. The dream came back to haunt him. A dream flower that he had even forgotten, what did it mean. Remembering himself also can not do much if all that happens.
"Young man, what are you doing here?"
The man in the hospital's name turned his head, staring at the beautiful face in the air of anxiety.
"You... What are you doing, sir, why go alone at night like this?" Ask the woman wearing the ash-coloured oversize sweeters.
Anzar knew today the woman had not come to take care of him. He thought the nurse was either on leave, or worse still resigning. But, look now he's in front of her.
"Wear this sir, you can get dehydrated if you go out without warm clothes." He said as he opened his oversize sweeter, giving it to the man who was looking at him questioningly.
"What's the matter, sir, is this uncomfortable for you to wear?" He asked while pulling his hand.
"Thank you." The beautiful woman looked up, looking at the handsome man in front of her who was finally willing to put on her sweeter.
"What are you doing here?" Ask Anzar back.
"Hm, just stop by."
"This night?" Anzar was confused.
Airra, the beautiful woman wavers, when Anzar's questions succeed to make him deadlocked.
"Master should go inside immediately, outside the air is cold. Not good for your health." He shifted the subject of conversation.
"You, grab me Irra?"
Deg
The beautiful-eyed lady looked at her interlocutor in disbelief. He did not know what to answer now, the sharp bead was too strong to look at him.
"So, are you right to yank at me tonight like this?"
Airra nodded briefly, before sipping a glass of her warm soy milk. Both are in the hospital cafeteria. Sitting in a corner while enjoying a glass of warm soy milk is also a warm bread available in the hospital cafeteria for 24 hours.
"Hm yeah, sorry if that makes you uncomfortable." Lirih Airra while bowing her head.
"Don't talk formally to me, I don't think it's comfortable." Correction Anzar, he rarely interacts socially with the opposite sex in addition to his family and his lover first.
"So, what's your goal, Irra?"
Anzar was too awkward to say his name. Remembering the name of the woman beside him was very similar to the name of her sister-in-law. Aurra and Airra, can fail to move on in two thin different names.
"Just make sure."
"certainly? what do you mean by sure. Do you have some kind of authority to make sure of my circumstances?"
Airra was flabbergasted, did she have to answer everything now. Reveal everything from now on. How is this, even his family has told him to stay away from this man.
"I'm sorry if that makes you not-"
"Don't call me 'young master', I don't like it."
"Sorry, sorry, if I make you uncomfortable." Chirping Airra while bowing her face. He knew he was wrong, how else. He only wanted to keep his guardian angel from afar.
"Shit! why are you confusing me. What's wrong with you Airra Refatya Sassya? Why have you been my stalker for so many years?"
Deg
Airra was glued to his face, he was really surprised by what his interlocutor had just said. Did this man already know everything, his identity anyway?
"So, what's your purpose in doing all this?
What do I need to report to the authorities if this young, well-known lawyer from Harvard University has been stalking me for years?" Airra shook her head hard.
Her tears began to flow without being asked. Anzar tried to hold back his mother's taste, at least he should know why the beautiful, well-educated woman seemed to be a stalker, even for years. Anzar learned all that, after asking for help from one of his best friends in Ohio. He asks to find out about Airra's identity, which he finds awkward.
And see, he found various surprising facts there. The beautiful woman was on campus with him, even working in the office he dreamed of, followed him to Hawaii at that time, until now became his nurse. What is the purpose of him doing all this? And Anzar foolishly did not realize that he had been followed by a stalker all along. Even at this moment he was still hesitant if he saw sincerity as well as tears in his beautiful bead.
He thought to what smart and beautiful women seem to stalk other people's lovers, come to think of it. Follow him anywhere, keep him from afar even without being asked.
"Don't cry, I need answers not tears." Timpal Anzar full of sensitivity while holding the wrist of the girl who sobbed in front of him.
Even some of the people who were there were now staring at the two questioningly. Some were also curious.
"Mas, that's her boyfriend why? How crying?"
Ask a mother mother carrying a curious coffee tray.
Anzar shook his head while smiling faintly.
"My girlfriend is worried mom, until it's crying like this. Kirain I'm missing." Her reply was relaxed while embracing Airra's relaxed shoulders.
"Oh, neng. Pity you, do not cry anymore. That guy was right next to him."
"Yes buk, this is also again won."
"Hm." After the death of the middle-aged woman, Anzar now looks back at the girl next to him sharply.
"Don't cry, it won't reduce your mistakes." Airra was surprised, as the burly but warm hand stroked her smooth cheeks. Clean the tears that came there.
"We'll talk later, I'm sleepy." Anzar said the final, before passing away leaving Airra alone there.
Anzar never thought, how could a plain girl who looks so good like Airra be able to do that. Unprofitable acts that are useless. Even though she is beautiful also educated, with her achievements she can become a famous lawyer. But why did Airra waste his time.
"Wait, I can clear it." Prevent Airra.
Her tears are still in divorce, her eyes are puffy. Anzar knew Airra was a good girl, it was just his way of doing all that he could not accept.
"I just want to take care of you." He said while holding back his cries.
"Are you insane?"
Anzar looked at her sharply, what was meant by looking after her.
That girl alone became his stalker, that alone was already a crime for him.
"This is how I thank you for your help. This is my way, even if you don't know. Yes I'am crazy, but all this I do to return the favor I can."
Anzar pediam for a moment. The girl in front of him returned sobbing. Even now her cries are hardening again, echoing in the silent hospital hallway. "12 years ago you helped me, from the car accident my family had."
Said.
"12 years ago?" Anzar's birthday monologue.
"Yes, me and my two parents who you're responsible for all the hospital medical expenses." Anzar tried to rack his brain decades ago.
Exactly 12 years ago as Airra said. He began to recall pieces of memory recorded thirteen years ago.
- FLASHBACK-
The sound of serene was heard in front of the hospital lobby. The door opened violently, accompanied by the boisterous sound of the medical personnel. At that time Anzar who was in the hospital, for the purposes of health screening as one of the requirements for the entrance test to college later.
His sharp bead was interested in gazing towards the arrival of the single accident victim's patient. There, a girl of her age was crying while chasing a crowd of medics who were carrying two victims. The girl was crying, sobbing violently in front of the operating room door. His body which was still wrapped in a blue white uniform seemed to be, but was a different alma mater.
Anzar, who had originally wanted to leave, tapped his little heart. Especially after the rescue, the two victims who turned out to be the parents of the girl that night had to be operated. While the big problem is in the cost of operations.
"D-two hundred million, what's the bang for?"
Shocked Arkia at that time, his eldest son came home in a hurry with a wet high school uniform.
"May mother, brother promise. If you work later, you'll change." Pinta Anzar was a teenager. He was willing to break through the heavy rain to go home immediately, in order to borrow money from the mother.
"But for what bang?" Ask Arkia.
"Mmm, to help the mother." The middle-aged woman was stunned, it turned out that her eldest son had noble intentions.
Armed with his father's platinum card, Anzar returned to the hospital. Paid the entire hospital bill the poor girl he met earlier. In return, he had to be interrogated by his father. How not, Anzar even swiped the next 50 million for other administrative costs. Anzar was therefore interrogated by his father.
But god's will said otherwise, both victims died post-surgery. Both died of bleeding in the brain and heart failure. A week later, the girl, the only daughter of the two victims, returned to the hospital to ask who the noble helpers had helped her. Initially, the hospital did not want to provide any information, in order to maintain privacy. However, with his determination and perseverance he finally knew who the noble-hearted helper was.
"Keevanzar Radityan Al - Faruq?" From there he-Airra Refatya Sassya promised to return the favor to Anzar in his own way. Remembering money is not an easy thing he has.
- FLASHBACK END-
"You-the girl?" Ask Anzar to make sure.
Notya replied, Airra instead returned to shed her tears. His body on the floor, he would accept whatever the consequences were if Anzar was angry with him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She was on the sidelines of her pill cry. He knew he was wrong, only that was all he could do to return the favor to his helper.
"Sorry." Airra was sure Anzar would be angry with her now. He is ready, ready, to accept all that anger.
Grep
"Sw, stop crying. It's not your fault." Airra notya stop crying, he instead back sobbing increasingly tight in the arms of the man. Roared in the warm embrace Anzar gave, considering how difficult he had been to stay by the man's side all this time.
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To Be Continue
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Sukabumi 08 june 2020
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