The Blooming Lotus

Uneasily

And this is where Wenie is now. Two nurses moved her to a VIP room on the recommendation of Dr. Ramdan, as requested by her colleague, Dr. Frans.

Although Wenie did not know later to pay with what all the care facilities and room fees were, she still tried to calm down. He will tell Frans later.

Frans is seen tidying up and arranging Wenie's medicines and also a little luggage from Rahma's mother into a small cupboard on the side of the bed. The height of the head of the bed was also arranged so that Wenie could rest comfortably.

"Thank you very much, Mom. Sorry for the trouble .." said Wenie unkindly.

"Calm down, it's nothing" Frans smiled sweetly.

Wenie looked slightly pensive, her face was calm but implied by the burden there. Frans was not unaware of it, he chose a little patience until Wenie revealed it herself.

"Nus .."

"Yes?"

"Am I home tomorrow?"

"Depending on your condition, Wen ..."

The girl let out a heavy sigh and then fell silent, seemingly weighing something.

"What's wrong?" Frans could not bear to ask no more.

Wenie shook her head weakly, closing her eyes for a moment.

"Hey, just tell me what's going on?" insist Frans softly. "Are you worried about something ..."

"Nothing, Mom. I just don't feel at home for long in a hospital like this."

"Like this how? Is this room uncomfortable for you? Let me ask Dr. Ramdan to move to the VVIP room if that's the case .."

"Don't, Mas!" Wenie prevented Frans from calling her partner. "It's not. I'm just ..."

"What's free? Hurry up say ..."

"I don't know how to pay later? This room must be very expensive .." lamented Wenie lirih. "I think my salary for a month is just enough to pay for tonight."

Frans walked over and snapped a finger on his forehead. "You think too much ..."

"Aaw, sick. I'm serious, Mas," Wenie slurted as she rubbed her forehead.

"If I told you all this I'd bear, would you believe it?" ask Frans.

Wenie shook her head with her muddy face. "Why could that be?"

"Yes, because I want to .." said the handsome man firmly.

Wenie still could not believe it just like that, clearly her facial water looked anxious. Then Frans sat himself on the side of the bed, then without hesitation grasped the fingers of the girl in front of him.

"You just calm down. What are you worried about now? Most importantly you can rest comfortably and recover quickly, that's all," said Frans sage, he stroked Wenie's head at a glance.

"But, Mas ..."

"Ssttt, no but-but. You just follow, okay?" sergeant Frans fast. "I don't accept objections."

Wenie was forced to nod slowly even though she was still uncomfortable in her heart. "Thank you very much."

"Don't hesitate, Wen. Well, now rest. I'm going to sleep there" Frans said, pointing at the expensive-looking beige sofa by the window.

"alright. Once again thank you very much, Mas," Wenie squeezed Frans' fingers back in a nod from her.

Then Frans turned off the main lights of the room and turned on the dimmer corner lights.

Wenie had paid attention to her surroundings, she was amazed by the design of her nursery that gave full privacy to patients. Simple wall decoration with bright patterned strip wallpaper, a set of padded sofa, a small cupboard, a flat screen television, a, and do not forget there is a mini refrigerator that will support the needs of inpatients and families waiting.

His whole life just this time he felt comfortable being cared for in a VIP room. Usually he only went to the clinic occasionally, even if it was very urgent and without ever feeling the name of hospitalization as it is now.

And finally without waiting for long Wenie also fell asleep, probably because of the influence of the drug she had taken so that she could quickly rest.

He forgot the cause of his problem today, he felt so weak that he could not remember Pras who always watched him from a distance.

By midnight Frans felt Wenie's phone vibrate on the nightstand, but the girl did not wake up from her sleep.

Frans was feeling a little disturbed, he couldn't care less about his sensitive hearing. It seems that someone called many times even though it was not answered.

Finally with heavy steps Frans stepped down from the sofa that was not enough to accommodate the height of his body. Without turning on the lights he approached the nightstand, intending to see who called Wenie in the middle of the night.

"Hello, sweetheart .." said someone across the street, Frans clenched a fist. "How long did I pick up my phone ... Trying to avoid me again, hm?"

Frans remained silent listening, he heard a heavy sigh from behind the phone.

"Dear, speak. I know you're not sleeping" insisted Pras impatiently. "I've warned you never to try to avoid me or you'll know the consequences ..."

"Say what happens if this girl is avoiding you, Pras?!" frans replied coldly.

His opponents were a bit jolted behind the phone, who else if not Prasetyo.

"Oho .. apparently you received a call from me, Doctor Frans. Explain to me, how can the phone be on you?!" balas Pras did not cover his wrath.

"Because I'm with him. Satisfied?" said Frans spicy.

"Hahaa ..really? But it seems that with whoever he is at the moment, that person has already lost quickly to me," Pras casually said.

"Suckers! What do you mean?!" pras apparently obeyed Frans' speech.

"You know what I mean, Doctor. No need to act holy in front of me. With the phone you're currently on, people will understand what you're doing with it!" cecar Pras was fierce, his heart was hot with jealousy.

"Get me talking, Pras! You really don't know manners" Frans maki exasperated. "Bother people in the middle of the night and say the no-no. I can sue you!"

Pras laughed mockingly at the man-make of his competitor. To be honest he did not know what situation was going on there, but he felt he had a chance.

"Already, Frans. It is common knowledge that you are not a real man" Pras casually said. "But now what? You want to prove that you can steal that girl from me, huh?!"

"Stole that girl you said?" frans' laughter echoed in the silent passage. "Are you dreaming? I know he belongs to nobody and you're married, remember?!"

"I can do whatever I want, Doctor. And my wife's problem is none of your business unless you've taken care of her pain before" Pras sarcas said.

Frans' reddened face restrained the anger as did Pras across the street. I think they want to hit each other right now.

"Speak as you please, Pras! But I remind you not to bother him from now on" Frans said firmly, trying to stay calm. He doesn't like to fight the wind.

"Yes, yes, yes ... Now you're starting to feel like you have my Wenie apparently? Just so you know, I'll never let it go for anyone!" pras Ketus.

"Give up your abilities, don't talk nonsense ..."

"You'll find out later, asshole! I never messed with my words," fierce Pras.

Frans chuckled softly. "Oh, I'm tired. There's no point in hearing your prank," Frans no longer broke his connection.

"Hey! Hello, Frans! Damn it, you really challenged me," said Pras riled, throwing his cell phone on the table.

Frans began to second-guess what had happened to Wenie before this. Could he lack of rest and did not eat all day because of the terror of his former lover? Frans decided to ask tomorrow, considering he could not unlock the password of his phone.

But he went to sleep with an uneasy heart. His mind started moving wildly. What does Pras mean that he is faster than anyone who is with Wenie at this time? Maybe it is already ...

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This afternoon Wenie was preparing to leave the hospital, Rahma's mother had also come to pick her up. He really feels worried about the health condition of this boarding child.

Earlier this morning he wanted to come, but Dr. Ramdan had not given permission to go home for Wenie. As a result Frans still remains faithful to accompany him while occasionally a nurse delivers other patient files to check.

Now that Wenie was feeling much better, she felt healthy and fit. Do not forget a number of vitamins and medicines into his hands back home.

Ms. Rahma drove her own car, she was happy that Wenie was back to health. And again he does not need to spend a penny of care because Frans who has fully borne everything.

Arriving home, Wenie immediately went up to her room upstairs. He intends to relax for a while before opening the notification of his phone. Since this morning he was not allowed to touch the phone to rest in peace, which is actually the opposite.

There were lots of chats and missed calls from her co-workers Eri, the boss, and a few other friends, including Anton. The man who had been close to Eri for the past few months, but there was still a little bit of sympathy in every chat with Wenie. He sighed between sad and happy to find all that.

Then he opened up his cell phone call history. There were six missed calls and one incoming call from Prasetyo at 23:35 last night. Incoming call? Wasn't he asleep at the time? Then who answered the phone? Could it be that doctor Frans dared to take over while he said nothing about this?