
It's been two days, but Armand's phone hasn't been active. Arsha has been allowed to go home today. Even so, the look on his face did not show happiness. Ever since he knew that Armand had been moved without his knowledge, his lips could no longer smile.
Arsha became gloomy. His eyes were empty, as if there was no life. His mind was confused, sad, disappointed, worried, jumbled into one. Once you know Armand is not in the same hospital as him, Arsha immediately find out what is happening. He tried to ask the nurse or the doctor who handled it, but no one told him anything. The reason is their code of ethics. And again, Arsha is a nobody so he has no right to know the condition of Armand.
It makes Arsha more stressed. If Armand gets referred to another RS, it means that the RS is now unable to handle Armand. Is the man's condition getting worse? Didn't when they last met, the man seemed to have improved? The proof is that they can interact like that. Did Armand hide his pain to not worry him?
Remembering that made her nervous and worried even higher. Getting to know the man for months and loving him this much made Arsha realize that there was little she knew about Armand.
Arsha doesn't know about Armand's family or his friends. He had tried to ask friends at the office, maybe someone knew the other man's number, but no one knew. Stupidly, he also did not have Nadya's number and did not know how to find the whereabouts of the woman. Did Nadya come to Surabaya and accompany Armand? Has she forgotten her promise and changed her mind? He's still after Armand?
The various thoughts that raged made him more stressed. There were no answers to the questions in his head, so the cloudiness lingered on his face.
"Why do you feel sad to go to Nduk? I'm sure Nak Armand is fine. Maybe he still hasn't had a chance to tell you, Nduk. Seng patient ae wis, Nduk."
Mom tries to comfort her daughter who looks like a teenager in a breakup. I don't want to assume anything. I know that Armand is a good man. If it wasn't a good man, it would be impossible for the young man to look after his daughter until he was willing to bet his life to save his daughter when the fire broke out.
Mother has a feeling, the feeling of Armand to her daughter is not just a sense of wanting to protect a brother to her sister, but more than that. Mother also knew that her daughter also had great feelings for the man. For that, I hope his daughter is not disappointed. All you can do right now is pray. Wishing the best for both. If it is best to be together, then you will be happy to bless. But if otherwise, Mother will also sincerely accept it.
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Once out of the hospital, Mom and Dad immediately brought Arsha home. It just so happened that the next weekend, which is Saturday so Arsha still has two days to rest the body.
His body is completely healthy. He no longer experiences dizziness, nausea or the desire to vomit. What is not well is his mind and heart. Arsha still can't take her mind off Armand.
Just now he felt an overwhelming euphoria knowing Armand's status and feelings, yet that bubble of happiness had briefly burst. Leaving behind feelings of confusion, disappointment and sadness.
That afternoon Arsha was lying in her room. Cell phones are never far from your grasp. Hundreds of times he checked his cell phone. Hoping the message had been sent and the person he sent the message returned the message. Arsha had also called, but again the number was off. Arsha wanted to know, if Monday he could get this certainty?
While searching for the contact number of Armand's friends at another branch, the door was knocked from the outside.
"Nduk, it's Mom. Can you come in?"
Arsha immediately sat up. Even though it was noon, he had not yet taken a shower. After the dawn prayer, he immediately lay down without the spirit of life. As a result, he looks shabby. Fractional hair. Dull face looks sleep-deprived.
"Yes, Mom. Just come in."
The doorknob moved, a second later Mom appeared there. The middle-aged woman directly walked into her room and quickly closed the door tightly.
"Sir, how is the seep? Shower quickly!"
Mom pulls Arsha's hand. Pulling the body so as not to root in the bed.
"Let's take a quick shower, Nduk!"
"Duh, males, Mom. Take a shower later."
"Hurry to take a shower, Nduk!"
"Later on, Mom. Dhuhur 'kan still until half three. There's still time ...."
"There's no time. Take a shower now!"
"Mom why the hell?" Arsha tried to let go of her mother's hand.
"There's a guest, Nduk. Take a shower."
"What if there are guests? 'Your guest is the same father. Why does Nay have to go along?"
"The camera wants to see you. Come on, Mother. Take a shower."
"No way, Mom. Males."
"Duh, this kid. It's hard to follow parents. You want to see a guest not shower?"
"Nay don't want to see anyone, Mom. Nay wants to sleep ...."
"Let's see who's coming. If you know the guest, maybe you'll take a shower." Mom looks impatient. He pulled his son's hand and took him out of the room. Between the living room and the family room there is a door that is only guarded by curtains, so that only by exposing the curtains a little, it will know who is in the living room.
Actually Arsha is very lazy. But to avoid being told to shower, he tiptoed into the living room. Using his fingertips, he uncovers the curtain slightly and peeks.
How surprised he was by what he saw. Luckily his hand covered his mouth which reflexively let out a surprised screech.
Arsha saw the man who had been in her mind for a few days sitting in the living room with a few others!
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