
Arzaki has been totally laid down by Zoan. No more pillows on your back. The handsome man had controlled himself calmly. Looking at the angry Zoan and looking more pale.
Arzaki regretted the sad thing just now. Feeling selfish towards his sister. The little brother was very considerate and willing to sacrifice everything for him.
"Zoan, I'm sorry" said Arzaki softly with teary eyes. Zoan had pulled up a chair and sat close beside the bed. His mouth tightened and his eyes looked hollow. Zoan is very sleep deprived. Some of the time is spent sitting and standing.
"It's not wrong Oqtissa. He won't think that far. Apologize, Zoan," Arzaki said.
Zoan mused tiredly Arzaki's face was as pale as he was. Even Arzaki's lips looked dry and there was a trench split. It feels so sad. There was nothing more appropriate for him to do than obey Arzaki's words. Let her brother get excited.
And not hypocritical, Zoan felt guilty to Oqtissa who looked sad and afraid when she was flushed to leave the room Arzaki.
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It hurts so much. The man had snapped himself to leave Arzaki's room violently and, perhaps even violently.
The man who had been very kind, treated him warmly, even Ossa felt confident and comfortable. Having also incarnated as a helper god, Ossa had also harbored hope of feeling more than the man. However, the man had just jerked rudely at her. Without Ossa knowing what's wrong. It hurts, humiliates and disappointed..
Perhaps another taste and response if Zoan had always treated him unfavorably before this. Or Zoan with his arrogant attitude as before, Ossa will get used to it and accept. But, all this time Zoan was always good. Even too good. Zoan's treatment just now, greatly shocked him.
It's not Ossa's fault for being sensitive and whiny. Which even made him cry, it felt like the worker was no longer useful to Zoan. The girl was crying and was arrested.
Katsuk,,!!
The shocking sound of the room door, made Ossa's head lift. Looking straight at the door with a sense of restless back pounding. And his breath got stuck in his chest. Worry and fear. Zoan was walking into the room.
Ossa's cry stopped for a moment because of anxiety. Fearing that Zoan would not just rebuke her, it could be that the angry man would be physically rude to her.
"Ossa," call Zoan down. Ossa looked and listened silently to him.
"Sorry Ossa. You hurt your heart? You scared?" asked Zoan quietly and quietly at the place of his establishment. The man was at a tired point. His face was very pale, his eyes were so sunken.
"What's my fault,,?" tanya Ossa raspy and slippers.
The eyes came back crying. Mixed up the taste in his chest. Some of his pain and disappointment, had turned to pity and worry for Zoan just like that. The man looks sick. Zoan's pain may come again because of extreme tiredness.
"Actually you're not wrong, Ossa. I'm just not wise. I was very disappointed in you."Zoan spoke with a tired expression.
"Looking at me? Why?" asked Ossa, still surprised not to understand.
"I've been trying so hard that Arzaki's mas doesn't hold this thing, Ossa. But he easily got it from you. I'm khilaf. It was my fault, not to tell you." Zoan explained while stalling Ossa's newly borrowed phone Arzaki. Ossa begins to understand why Zoan is angry with him.
"Sir Arzaki saw the family photos on social media,,?" ask Ossa carefully. Also feel guilty for Zoan.
"Yes, Ossa. Mas Zaki opened an account belonging to brother-in-law. And as the impact. Of course I was surprised," Zoan explained slowly. It even sounds pretty soft.
"In the photos before the incident, heaped comments from friends who said condolences. That must have hurt my brother. And I can't see Zaki's reaction. I'm sorry, Ossa. Actually I'm very weak, "Zoan spoke again with a sorry look at Ossa. His voice was deep and deep.
Hearts that have been inlined to be easily turned back, applies also to Ossa. Zoan who returned to be gentle to him, like a melt of pain and disappointment in his soul. There was, only sheer pity on Zoan. Feeling humiliated and disappointed, either flying to where.
"Together, boss Zoan. I also apologize to you.." Ossa choked. Feeling the very haru.
"Oqtisaa,," said Zoan very soft and raspy. Ossa looked up.
"Yes, boss Zoan," Ossa asked.
"My body feels weak and uncomfortable. I think I'm going to have a fever again" Zoan said. His typical male voice sounded starting to tremble. Ossa believes that Zoan is right and will not cheat on him.
Zoan sayu's gaze dimmed uncelebrated. Looking at Ossa as if there was hope and intent from his heart. Ossa understood what the man wanted when he was sick.
"Ossa, come. Just hug me for a second. I don't want a long pain. Osssaaa,," Zoan persuaded. Ossa was so relieved, feeling his offer was welcomed.
Ossa no longer wants to talk. Choosing to move closer, quickly grabbed Zoan and wrapped his hands around his wide ridge.
"Thank you, Ossa," Zoan whispered in his head.
Zoan warmly welcomed, replying to Ossa's embrace with his sturdy arm that felt very hot. Hot air that even felt penetrated to his waist and back. They hugged each other for a long time. Until Ossa felt pretty sore.
"Boss Zoan, I'm standing up. What if I just scatter it?" asked Ossa softly. Positioning themselves as a nurse. Zoan nodded, taking off his embrace for a moment. Step towards the bed.
But stop, not so close to the bed in the corner of the room. Turn around and look at Ossa with still a glare.
"Ossa, it's better not to. I don't want to fall asleep. Just eat. What food do I want?" ask Zoan quickly. Remember the food ordered, get him excited again.
"There, boss Zoan. Come, let me accompany you," welcome Ossa. His face was smiling brightly again. The girl was really willing to attitude Zoan who had been angry with him.
"Zoan Boss. Is Mr Arzaki asleep?" asked Ossa while opening the lunch box he bought in the cafeteria. Zoan looked bleakly at Arzaki's room.
"Doctor put a sedative on me. I had to announce. Mungking the drug has worked optimally in his body now," explained Zoan without a smile. His mouth felt stiff to try to widen.
They were silent too. Being so busy chewing food and seeming to permeate. Although he was having a high fever, Zoan felt the goat tongseng Ossa bought was very tasty.
"After Mr. Arzaki's condition is better, is it allowed to go home?" asked Ossa between his meals. Zoan raised his face at Ossa.
"You bored? You want to go home?" ask Zoan instead ask . The man was still staring at Ossa who seemed confused to answer.
"I, I am, yeah no problem. Still, I work for the same person" Ossa replied. Being in the hospital is boring. Zoan may have felt the same way as him.
"You are also tired, too," Zoan murmured suddenly. Stop eating and leaning on the chair.
"Eh, no. My fatigue is not the same as yours, boss Zoan. It is even very far in comparison. It's like I don't have a burden. Just focus on working with you, on Mr. Arzaki. I don't feel tired." Ossa hurriedly explained. Don't want to add any trouble to Zoan.
"I'll ask the doctor who comes, when I can go home" Zoan replied as he advanced forward. Zoan went back to eating.
"If you're allowed to go home, where's Mr Arzaki going?" ask Ossa to know.
Zoan. His hands stopped. Looking at Ossa with a worried expression.
"To his inn in the Thousand Islands," Zoan replied later. With a face that looks hard. Zoan was not really sure. Ossa was silent, understanding the turmoil felt by the master.
"Boss Zoan, this is the eel's sari. The apothecary said, drink twice a day, morning and night. But only three days at the beginning of the drink. After that, just once a day."
Ossa explained. Stalling a small bottle on Zoan. There were also some supplements given by the hospital after Zoan had a blood transfusion that day on the table.
"If I drink it three times a day, why?" ask Zoan. Ossa looked confused, but smiled slightly later.
"Maybe Zoan's boss will have excess blood. Then hypertension, and then anger," explained Ossa smiling.
Ossa said with joking intent. It was a bit tense with the man's reaction.
Zoan looked flat, but then smiled widely all of a sudden. Ossa felt very relieved, the grim man was not offended, but ended up smiling. The world seems to be smiling too.
"No, Ossa. I don't have to wait for hypertension to get angry. I've been smart to be angry since the baby," said Zoan, who was still smiling. Ossa watched the man in amazement. True, newborns cry, may feel angry because of the comfort is disturbed.
This time Ossalah who changed to hold back laughter because of the words Zoan who joked. They smiled broadly, looking at each other. Zoan was comforted for a moment by the joking words Ossa had fed him. For a moment forget the weight stones that stuck on the head and on the chest.
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