One Heart 2 LOVE

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Arka: All I know. You have managed to divert my world

Sekar just pacing around in Arka's work room. Looking forward to the man's arrival. Occasionally Sekar biting his fingernails. Restless, afraid Viona to go there and quarrel with Sekar. Making a scene in the office.

But what Sekar feared did not come true when he saw Arka coming while evaporating widely. It can look like bad criticism. The matted shirt, the dirty black shoes, no watch, the hair that looked unbrushed, the dark circles under his eyes were so clearly drawn.

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" Sekar ventured to approach Arka who looked like a mentally ill person.

"Hmm?" Ask Arka while rubbing her eyes.

"Why you?" Ask Sekar to worry.

"N sleepy."

Arka, the man immediately sat himself in a chair near his desk. Poked his head on his desk. With both hands in fold and used as a bearing-position head tilted to the right.

Sekar was about to wake Arka. Shaking the muscular man's body. But his intention was to undo when he saw Arka who was soundly asleep.

The man's eyes were tightly closed. Lips clenched. Beautiful face. Bringing peace that sees. Sekar. Balancing his height with Arka. He gently stroked the head of the Ark. Arched a smile, "Handsome." Mumbled slowly. Unable to be heard by Arka.

Arka blocked Sekar's arm when the girl got up. Arka raised her head. Open his eyes, "Where are you going?" Ask Me to Sekar.

"out. Make some coffee."

"We're asking Zaki to help us. Here." Arka got up from her seat. Bring Sekar towards the long sofa that is in front of the entrance-to-periphery work desk. Put the girl there. Then Arka kept her head on Sekar's thigh.

"I slept for 10 minutes. Then please wake up" Arka slept on Sekar's thigh. Earlier he pulled the girl's arm then hugged her-stored in part of her stomach. He said that if Sekar wanted to run away Arka knew.

Just don't make a rejection. With one hand, the girl stroked and restored the hair of Arka who was now sleeping soundly on her lap. His smile continued to expand in a split second. He picked up the phone that was in his levis pants pocket. Set the alarm for 10 minutes. Fear forgetfulness. Not forgetting Sekar sent an SMS to Zaki and said that Arka wanted coffee in the next 10 minutes. In accordance with the orders of the Arch.

*****

When Arnold enters his office, he finds Tami and Arman in the hospital. The man undoes his intention to enter the work room and then rushes to Tami and Arman.

"Tante.." call Arnold.

"Eh? It's Arnold."

Arnold stretched out his hand. Asking Tami's hand for salami. It was with pleasure that Tami and Arman put their hands together.

"Auntie why? Who's sick?"

Tami's. The old woman is in a terrible state now. Unreplaceable crumpled clothes all day, sebaceous eyes, big red noses, seemingly thickened lips. His voice had turned hoarse, his hair was disheveled. Frustration, stress, sadness, fear. All the chaos fused and attacked Tami at the same time.

"Viona," replied Arman when Tami was silent and unable to say anything.

"Lho's? Viona's sick what?" Arnold asked while glancing at Viona who was inside the room. Viona is still unconscious. The infusion hose is in his hand. Not only that, he also wears a breathing apparatus. His eyes were closed in.

"Let's tell Om," Arman took Tami. Gently rubbed the old woman's head. Then waltzed off with Arnold. Looking for a place that Tami can't hear.

"That's the story.." said Arman. It sums up his story. Stating his gist to Arnold. Which states that Vioma is Tami's real son.

Arnold looked surprised. The man closed his mouth. Would scream if it wasn't a hospital.

Arman breathed his coarse breath, "At first, no one believed it. Not until the DNA tests prove it" explains Arman. Trying to convince Arnold.

"Arka knows?"

Arman nodded. "If Viona's problem is her sister Arka already knows. At first he was angry. Then he was happy. Maybe happy because his sister is not Sekar. But Arka doesn't seem to care at the moment. He didn't even meet Viona. And as for Viona's situation, Arka doesn't know."

Arnold looked at this man in front of him with a pushy look. There's pain running through Arnold's body. Not because of Viona. Not because of Arman. Arka said happily with Sekar conjured his heart that had been perfectly intact into two pieces.

Complaining, it's hard. I want to complain, I can't. Arnold just grimaced weakly. Exhaling his breath rough. Look at the sky with a glare. Eyes glinting. Ask God why he is in this position.

"May Om ask for help?" Arnold turned, "Om wants you to handle Viona."

****

Zaki had already knocked on the door many times. But no one is telling one. He brought a cup of coffee and a cup of warm milk. For Arka and Sekar.

Zaki ventured into the room instead of his coffee going cold. There, he found the two men sleeping. Arka, he's sleeping in Sekar's lap. While Sekar, he slept in an incorrect position. His neck was slanted and slightly turned back. On the shoulders of the chair.

To stroke Arka for a few minutes invites sleepiness for Sekar so that the girl falls asleep even when the alarm goes off she does not notice it.

"Ka... Arka..," Zaki woke up Arka with a slight whisper and shook his body.

"Huwaa.. uh, Zak?"

"Why?" Ask Arka while raising her head.

"That's. Just now his sleep was like that," Arka automatically turned to look at Sekar. The girl was sleeping in an incorrect position. "Didn't it hurt his neck?" Zaki asked still in a whispering----fearful tone Sekar woke up.

"Let me take care of. Is that coffee? Taro's there," Arka pointed at the table. "Thanks yes, Zak." Said Arka with a smile.

Zaki respectfully, "Ready. I'll go back first. Don't make kids in the office, Ka!" Said Zaki while throwing his laser eagle at Arka. Which was only repaid by Arka.

Arka sat beside Sekar. So carefully, Arka pulled Sekar's head. Keep the girl's head on her shoulders, "Tid---"

"Congratulations?" Ark failed. Just awake. The girl blinked her eyes.

"Yes?" Ask Arka while commenting on a smile.

"It's jam... O Allah Arka has passed ten minutes!!" Sekar got up from his seat when he had glanced at the clock on his phone. The girl got up in shock. Then fix his clothes and hair a little tangled.

"O Allah says that I overslept. Arka I'm sorry. I really did not intentionally. I rubbed your head until I fell asleep. I set an alarm. Keep on. coffee ah yes coffee." Sekar. The girl was surprised not to play. It had been half an hour less Sekar and Arka fell asleep when Arka asked to be awakened within ten minutes.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Ask Arka with a heavy tone of voice. Makes me scared and shivering.

"Sorry. E-before me," wanted him to explain. His mouth was locked tightly. Plus still surprised. Makes it hard to talk.

"Here," Arka pointed at the empty spot next to her using the tail of her eyes. The man had his hands on his chest.

Sekar. He approached Arka with a feeling of anxiety. Sekar sat next to Arka while continuing to look down.

"Do you know that what is wrong must be punished?" Sekar nodded. "This is the punishment" Arka grabbed Sekar's head. Gave it to Arka's shoulder. Makes Sekar glare.

Just to get up. But Arka held him, "If still sleepy just sleep. Next time, don't sleep in that position. Your neck can hurt." Arka stretched out her hand. Grabbing Sekar's neck. Gently rub it.

"But-but..."

"But why? Still wanna wake up? Don'tdon't. Otherwise, there's more punishment for you."

He raised his head. Squeeze his forehead. "Do you know what the punishment is?" Ask Arka. Sekar nodded.

"That." Arka pointed at Sekar's stomach using her eyes. Then raise his eyebrows.

"Bad arka!" Shouted Sekar while pushing Arka's body. Although it means nothing to Arka.

*****

Arka's attenuation was distracted when the flat object next to her laptop rang. The man glanced at a glance. Tami's name is on there.

"Yes Mah? Oh yeah yeah. Arka's there now."

Arka glanced at Sekar at a glance. The girl was busy studying the materials about the company that Arka had given her. So focused and serious. Sekar really wants to understand a lot about the office and company so that he can help Arka more.

"Blue?"

"Hmm?"

"Focus once learned it," said Arka and sat next to Sekar.

"Yes. You see the material is quite difficult," said Sekar with eyebrows squeaking.

"Mamah asked me to go to the hospital. You want to come with me?" Ask the fine Arka.

"Huh? Mamah Lestari why?" Arka shook her head, "So who's sick?"

"Vioi." One word. One word but able to make Sekar widen his eyeballs. Because, after knowing Viona is Arka's sister, Sekar no longer remembers the girl who a few days ago slapped him. Not intentionally. But because Arka has shifted her world.

"Yes Allah Viona. I forgot about him. Let's go there." So, I kept the book. Pull Arka's arm to get the man up.

Arks painted a smile. Surprised at Sekar. Arka was afraid that Sekar would not come or Sekar was jealous because Arka would visit Viona. Arka is wrong. I just look excited to see the girl.

"Why is Viona? How did you get to the hospital?" Ask when you are in the car.

"Don't know. Mamah hasn't said it yet. He just asked me to go there."

"Arca. Sorry yeah. I forgot about Viona. We shouldn't have gone straight home from the hospital. Har-s-"

"Sekar diverts the world of Arka. And Arka diverts the world of Sekar." Sekar. "That's what I know. We forget that there is another world. Its alright. I'm just proud of you because you're still worried about my sister after the bad treatment she's done." Arka stroked the head of Sekar. Making Sekar closed.