The Destiny of Miana's Love
TCM 34'S
☘️☘️☘️
After helping Bi Num tidy up the former sales, Miana quickly prepared. A medium-sized dusty pink backpack, hanging neatly on the back that still feels pain. Luckily, Bi Num gave a special cream to the muscles he bought at the end of the alley.
There was a faint sound of greeting on the main door. However, Miana was indifferent because she was still combing her hair. Following the voice of Bi Num who answered the greeting and continued a little chatter.
Although curious, Miana still relaxed while wearing black flat shoes. Cut the appearance on the glass that sticks neatly to the wardrobe door. The long-sleeved plain white T-shirt and the brown knee-length skirt are neatly wrapped around the body. But, Miana hesitated and re-selected the black prada jeans.
"Well, look, it's freer." The compliment judges its own appearance. "Why, anyway? Want to look at Arga until it is complicated like this," he said.
Grabbing bogo's helmet, and hanging it on his arm. Miana out of the room. He was still wondering who the guests in front were, because Bi Num had not returned back either.
"If so, I say goodbye, ma'am."
"Yes. Careful, yeah."
Male voice, Miana sat down and accelerated the steps to know who her guest was.
The silhouette of a person he knew, was forcing a smile at Bi Num. Even the eyes seemed to have caught his existence. If he doesn't hide behind the door.
'Bians. Why'd he come here? Oh, my God, is he making a deal with Sisil?' inner Miana. He held his chest that was pounding incoherently. Afraid caught. Sometimes his eyes peeked out from the opening of the door.
"Astagfirullah. Mia Maam. What are you doing there?" cry Bi Num when closing the door. Of course Miana's presence behind the door surprised him.
Miana closed her eyes with one index finger on her lips. Code Bi Num to stay quiet for a while. Luckily Bi Num did the same.
Miana again saw Bian who was still standing watching the door of the house that had not been fully closed.
'Wine. Is he horrifying, anyway."
"Mother Mia knows the same one who was here?" whisky Bi Num.
Miana nodded and closed the door immediately. He brought Bi Num to sit in the 'L' shaped guest chair there. "Bi Num, if the guy was here again. Please Miss Num don't mention my name, yes" Miana said.
"Why is that?" tanya Bi Num was getting curious.
"Bi, until now. Sisil doesn't want one school to know that we're brothers."
Bi Num is getting confused. As a result Miana recounted the reason Sisil also papa hid his identity as a papa child, which incidentally is a permanent donor. However, for now, papa stopped related to financial problems and finally Bi Num understood why he often became the guardian of his employer's children.
'Oh Allah, Ma'am Mia. May your heart be treated as such from your parents and siblings. Non Sisil too, where is the loving but spoiled figure, ' Inner Bi Num miris.
When Bian was no longer on the road ahead. Miana smiled with relief, looking at Bi Num who was still staring fondly at him. "Why, Bi?"
Bi Num smiled, and stroked Miana's hair that was allowed to unravel. Tidy up the bangs to cover the thin gauze wrapped in bandages very carefully. "No what. Want to look at Arga, 'kan" guess Bi Num. Because last night in the taxi Miana already revealed her wish.
Miana nodded, standing tidying her bag back up. "Miana said goodbye, Bi. Miana was also W-A, the mother. Although it has not been responded, anyway," explained Miana and got a thin smile from BI Num. He soon passed after Bi Num spoke carefully.
Five minutes waiting, finally the public transportation that was not so full of passengers stopped and immediately walked back after Miana sat down. He was still watching the whereabouts of Bian's Daihatsu Ayla car, being wary if Bian was still around his compound.
Miana's fear subsided when she was away from the rented house. He then sits quietly while checking the green app that displays a lot of message notifications for him. One of them is from Riska who aired her condition. His fingers moved agilely typing in a chronological reply to the events that befell him and Arga. He also sent a message to others. The average asks how he is.
The MIPA 1 class group, became his focus this time. There is one photo of Arga in the middle of care, and culminated in a long chat comment. Who knew Arga was being treated there?
Dissolved with green applications and class group fanfare. Miana arrived in front of the hospital. He came down after paying the fare. His eyes peeked at the fruit shop that had just opened was right on the sidewalk area next to the hospital. Completely capitalize on the sales strategy, Miana thought. He decided to buy apples, pears and bananas. He just chose the fruit because it does not know what Arga likes.
Miana entered through the main door and immediately asked the receptionist about the deadline to visit the patient. Miana thanked him after the officer gave his testimony. Despite Sunday, the hospital's provisions are still limited by the clock.
Arriving in front of Arga's ward. Miana met the nurse who had just come out of there. Curiosity cannot be prevented. "Sus, sorry. Is the patient inside conscious? Are there any serious injuries to his body?" miana Cecar.
"Sorry, what's the complaint, Sister?" sela Miana fast.
"His head still feels heavy and dizzy. So don't talk too much, first, yeah,"
The explanation from the nurse made Miana nod in understanding. The nurse returns to continue her duties in the other room while Miana enters after hearing from the nurse, if there is one family in Arga's room.
Slender. Like last night when he first walked into that room. There was only Arga who still closed his eyes. While the closed bathroom door made Miana conclude someone had been there.
Slowly Miana approached Arga's gurney, and put down her tote containing the fruits she had bought earlier. He stood with his eyes fixed on Arga's face. More precisely on his wounds.
"One more time, Arga. I'm sorry. I just heard from the sister. If you've been sober since last night. According to the nurse, it happened when I just got home."
Miana tidied up the blankets that were exposed, and pulled slowly to cover the chest. "Lo, must be mad at me. So, as soon as I get home Lo just realized. I waited a long time for you."
At home I also keep thinking, I should wait until Lo realized, just I came home."
Miana pulled out a chair under the gurney and sat right in front of Arga's one hand. He grabbed a hand wrapped in bandages as if examining it. "When, your hands are healed. But there is a new wound. You should love Lo's body, Ga." He put the hand back to its original place.
"I don't know thank you. But if you don't let me. I'm sure you'll be okay, Ga."
"Ehem."
Someone cleared his throat from the opposite direction to Miana. So that he had to turn his body and reflex stand as the man approached Miana.
Looking at the open bathroom door, Miana realized that she was in the bathroom when she had just entered.
"E, good morning, sir. I'm Miana, Arga's friend."
Dharma was shocked as Miana's face was clearly visible in front of him. Remembering where he had met.
Miana smiled awkwardly for not getting any response from the middle-aged man before her. "Sorry, Sir. Am I interrupting?" ask carefully.
Dharma soon awakened and struggled to act ordinary again. "Eh, I-I have a lot of thoughts. So, sorry. I'm not focused. What was his name?"
"I, Miana."
"Oh, yeah. Miana Arga's schoolmate, yes." Dharma has been a few times. "I, Dharma. Arga's father." Dharma reached out her hand and was immediately greeted by Miana.
"Mm, I'm sorry can I ask you a favor?" ask her to Miana.
"What do you ask for, sir?"
"I've just arrived from Ausie. I'll eat outside first. Will Miana please, wait for Arga as long as I eat?"
"Oh, of course you can, sir."
"All right, I'm out first, yeah. Thanks in advance, yes."
"Together."
Dharma frowned seeing his son was closed. Though earlier after the nurse changed her infusion she still talked to him for a while. Before she cleans herself in the bathroom. Feeling the opportunity, Dharma quickly headed to the hospital canteen to fill his stomach. During the walk in the hallway to the cafeteria his mind did not stop guessing about Miana. "What is the girl's relationship with Sekar?"
..._tbc_...
Oh, who else is Sekar?
