One Heart 2 LOVE

Fainted

Now: Sorry, I think I'm hurt.

"But Arka himself said that he did not do anything with Viona," said Sekar with a raucous tone of voice. Trying to hold back the sobs. Think positively about Arka.

"You are too innocent to be the same as Arka's words. Viona is beautiful, sexy. You also know for yourself that Viona often sticks to Arka. Which guy the hell is holding on to a Viona kayak woman without doing anything," Arnold is getting dramatic. Mastering her pestilence world with regards to linking Viona.

"And they didn't know they were Brother Sister. The younger brother of aja there are still people who deny forbidden relationships. How else is Arka Viona?"

Wanted to try not to believe it but a little part of his heart said no. It is impossible that what Arnold said was entirely wrong. How well does Arka hold himself back as a real man?

"You're the pendiem Arka never nyosor, right? Let alone the same Viona who is obviously her who is nervous. Think you're not there?"

I don't know. Word by word that sounds so painful. Not believing but hard. Slowly, Sekar was consumed by the word Arnold.

Stupidly, why did I realize this now after what Arka did to me at that time?

"But it's not over yet. There's still a chance to separate Arka," that's how Arnold blatantly tricked Sekar.

"See now. Arka sent you a message? Then don't you feel weird about Viona's sudden departure to Australia? Honestly, I feel weird myself. As is-"

Arnold's words stopped when he saw Sekar looking down. With tears.

Is this what Arnold really wanted? We cry, suffer. Arnold actually knew the consequences he could have when he said such a thing to Sekar.

Her lips covered a smile. The sign of victory.

"Patience yes. Maybe Arka's still not a good man for you. There will also be a good man. Believe me," What kind of effort is this?

Sekar's heart ache became more when he saw the incoming message notification and it was from Arka. With a slightly vibrating hand Sekar opened the message on the cellphone that he had been holding in his hand--waiting for the phone from Arka.

Arka: I told you not to put a man in the house! Do you know Arnold is a man?

Rough, that is what was entangled in Sekar's mind when he first read a message from Arka.

"Sir Arnold sorry I have to pray first. He had not prayed yet" he said. Wants to drive away but not delicious. Trying to calm yourself and your soul. Trying to respond to both Arnold's words and Arka's message. Find time and space to think positively.

"What prayer is 2 o'clock?" Ask Arnold casually. While glancing at the black watch that coiled around his arm.

At that moment also the steps stopped. Twisting the brain trying to answer Arnold's question. "Ma-want to take a shower first. Abish is ready to pray ashar."

"That was just an SMS from Arka, right? Angry to know I'm here?" Actually just a guess. But Sekar's face helped explain.

"Yes. I'm h-home. Take good care of yourself. And think about Arka. Good afternoon, Sekar," said Arnold then sauntered from there. Letting her alone. Because what he wanted to do was done.

Sekar covered his face. Her lips shook violently. Her chest is tight. He fell down at that moment. Squeeze his head hard.

Reality, and what Arnold said so squeezed his heart. Pinch it as tight as possible.

Arka who left suddenly, did not tell plus Arnold's story just now. As complete is the sadness.

Just wiping the fucking tears that just shed. Tidy up her clothes. Breathe in deeply.

"Arka still has a mouth to speak. Why should I trust another man?"

When the mind and stomach are empty. The heart is filled with worry and longing. Arrived Arnold with a myriad of wound stories.

Who managed to bring down Sekar who was flying high at that moment.

****

That night I could not sleep. He had not eaten for 3 days. Great, no hunger strikes. But health is a bet.

Sekar's head feels dizzy and heavy, his stomach is nauseous, his breathing is tight. Already repeatedly Waluyo went back and forth Sekar's room to simply ask his condition or offer Sekar a meal. But Sekar did not want to say full.

Actually Waluyo was worried. Moreover, for hours the woman did not leave the room. But Waluyo did not dare to enter Sekar's room. It was a major violation.

Until the time comes Sekar's view blurred. He who was reading the Qur'an could not remember anything after feeling a severe headache.

"Hello Yam? Where's your boss? Can you please ask me to come here, right? This Non Sekar has not eaten in a few days. He didn't leave the room from earlier. I'm afraid there's nothing with him. But don't dare to enter," Waluyo called Iyam. He was the only one he could ask for help. Actually Waluyo can ask Anisa for help. Unfortunately, the Javanese man did not have Anisa's phone number.

"Jude, if you're here. Just checking the state of Non-Suchar."

Iyam. Closing the phone. Then the gas tank will go to the house Sekar.

****

The two repeatedly called out the name of Sekar, knocking on the door. None of the answers were answered.

Iyam turned towards Waluyo. It was as if asking her something, then in response to a nod by Waluyo.

Waluyo took a few steps back. Creating a distance that is further away from the door leaf. Until the count of three. His burly shoulders can make the door collapse. Following Iyam's screeches that echoed.

"Astagfire, Neng Sekar?!" Then approached Sekar who was lying on the floor wrapped in mucus.

"Help me. Take it to the car. We take him to the hospital," Waluyo tries to lift Sekar's tiny body. Carrying him both with Iyam. Take her to the nearest hospital.

"Try on contact Mas Arka. Phone him. Say that Neng Sekar fainted," proposed Iyam who was busy wiping the sweat of Sekar. I don't know. His eyes were peaceful. But his face was covered in sweat.

"Don't. Arka is working. If in contact continue to be given bad news later he could be in shock continue his work to disturb. Just try calling your boss" Waluyo suggested.

"If I could have done that already. Bu Tami's problem is that Mr. Arman is busy. Where the house is staying again. I can't go long. It'll be nyampe tea at the hospital. Neng Sekar is the same as you two?" Said Iyam when he remembered that he left the house without the zin of his two Bosses. Circumstances are indeed precarious. But it would invite danger too if Iyam left too long.

"But Non Sekar also needs someone else to make him dampelingin," Waluyo proposed.

"Bu Anisa. Try calling him."

"Server. I have Miss Anisa's number" said Waluyo.

And finally the final answer fell to Arnold. The last person close to Sekar. Which is thought to help Waluyo and Iyam at this time.

******

Arnold ran as fast as he could down the hospital hallway. No matter how many people he hit.

"Where's this?!" Ask so until.

"Into the Mas. But not yet conscious," pointed Waluyo.

Without asking anyone for permission, Arnold went inside. Approaching Sekar who is currently still in a closed state.

Is this one of the consequences of seizing Sekar in a rough way? Thought Arnold. Tuck the child's hair behind Sekar's ears.

"Arka." Sekar mentioned a name. With a soft tone nan lirih. Without opening his eyes.

Gigi Arnold bluffing. His hands are clenched strong. If the one in front of him is samsak. It's for sure Arnold hit him all out.

"Arka," murmured Sekar once again. Not so obvious. But who else if not the CEO who is in the mean?

"Stt Sekar's. Open your eyes, baby. It's Arnold, Arnold." Arnold whispered it right in Sekar's ear. Say his name many times. Hope his name will be called next.

"Arka."

Fail. Still the name of her husband who Sekar said.

Arnold's treatment makes Waluyo a little uncomfortable. Arnold and Sekar's distance is too close. Waluyo grabbed a flat object on her shirt shirt. Looking for contact name Arka. Delefonted. I wish that man would lift it.

Arka, is it wrong if this miss is too becoming?

And I can't deny that I miss you. Heavy taste. I don't usually spend days with you

Why not call? tired huh? yasudah, if Arka is tired of rest huh. Just understand