The Hidden Love

Airports

Since the return of his friend, Hanum keeps thinking hard. Sometimes she felt afraid that the dark shadow of her love story with her husband had been repeated in Vienna.

"Did something happen?" 

The question raised by Burhan broke Hanum's daydream.

"Grandfather notice you have become quiet since the return of your friend," added the old man.

"I was just thinking about something, Cake," Hanum replied.

"What is troubling your mind?" Burhan put his cane on the side.

"Hm ...," Hanum looked doubtful.

"Just tell Grandpa, who knows you can help you solve problems and find a way out."

Hanum flicked his finger, he remembered something and that he could use to avoid his grandfather's question.

"Why didn't Mami come here, Cake?" ask Hanum.

"Eh, didn't I tell you yesterday what caused your mother to delay her departure here?" 

"Is she?"

"Yes, as I recall, my grandfather told you yesterday."

Hanum almost laughed as soon as he saw Burhan get into his trap. Now that full power is in his hands, he will be in control of the question and answer session games like the introductions his grandfather used to control.

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Office Dinasty Group.

The Sultan stretched his body, straightened his back for a moment by sleeping on the long sofa that was in front of his desk. 

The clock has shown at four in the afternoon, in a moment he can go home to immediately meet with the tether of his heart.

"You want to go home or something?" 

While packing her personal belongings, Raka asked.

"Of course, I can't wait to meet my heart, '" said the Sultan with sparkling eyes.

The man was indeed exhausted from the work he had to finish today as well, and it was clear on his handsome face how impatient he was to sleep in his favorite place. Where else if not in the dispute.

A reddish tinge appeared on the Sultan's cheek while his wild fantasies took him wandering. The shadow of a beautiful woman with a distended stomach wearing sexy lingerie was waiting on the edge of the bed, so annoying.

Oh, my God, I could have thought this perverted way, Inner Sultan. 

The man continued to shake his head, trying to dispel the dirty thoughts that had begun to colonize his brain.

Such a thing would not be good for his health considering that he would still need at least three to four more hours in order to vent it.

Sultan got up from his couch, turned to the desk and started picking up important objects and putting them in his briefcase.

While Raka waited while standing in front of the door.

The thing that is used to the two men is to go down to the parking lot and go home together. The habit has been going on for a long time and continues to this day.

"Have you?" asked Raka, making sure that none of her friend's belongings were left there.

"Sultan nodded. "Come on!" 

Raka grabbed the doorknob and had not had time for him to turn his knob, suddenly the door opened. Someone had pushed the door leaf violently until it caused a violent impact on Raka's head.

"Devil!" maki Raka while holding her forehead which feels hot.

The man's anger exploded as soon as he saw who had appeared surprisingly in front of him.

"It's really your habit Dam, can you knock on the door first no, anyway? If there's anything with me, if for example I have a concussion, do you want responsibility? I don't want to die young!" it means Adam.

Sultan who had been standing behind Raka was still open as well as Adam.

"Sorry," Adam's great-grandson. "I'm in a hurry because your secretary said you were packing.

"I ran out of words to curse you for doing this to me too often!" keep Raka.

The man was still grimacing in pain while holding his forehead then sitting on the sofa.

"Just look if this thing you're about to talk about isn't important!" 

Adam chuckles to hear Raka who still seems to hold a grudge against him.

"Laugh, ask to be beaten?" raka Sentak.

The more Raka babbles, the more it will invite the laughter of Adam and the Sultan. Sultan until frowned while continuing to hold his stomach that feels stiff.

"So you came here just to take us to the hospital? Visiting Mauryn?" ask Sultan.

Raka gawked in place, her right hand she used to hold a towel filled with ice cubes that she had compressed on her forehead. The Sultan asked Mira for it before his secretary returned home. 

"It's not to see Mauryn actually, but to see how Dion is doing after a week he's been staying in the hospital" Adam said.

"And it's all your fault! If only you hadn't said anything to Dion, it would have been" Raka said.

"Huh ...," Adam took a rough breath. "Let Mauryn live, after all. Who do you think should take care of that woman? Sultans ... Me? Or are you the one who should be doing that?"

"But! Amit-amit. Brother no, friend no," grumbled Raka.

"Yes, as a form of friendship. We'll stop by the hospital for a bit" the Sultan asked. 

"I don't want to come!" cetus Raka's.

"Why?" 

Sultan and Adam spoke together.

"Lazy me," replied Raka.

"Don't you, if you don't want to come with us, let's just say you're there to give Dion moral support. How's it?" bujuk Sultan's.

"All right, but don't be there too long."

The three men got up from their seats and then walked to the elevator.

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In the hospital.

Dion had just left the cafeteria, he was late for lunch so he ate at this hour of responsibility even though dinner was only a few hours away. 

The atmosphere of the hospital that afternoon was quite quiet. The sound of the shoes worn by Dion as they collided with the floor echoed.

Dion continued to walk towards the elevator, he needed to use the conveyance to take him up to the fifth floor. The plan is he will bring dinner for his future wife who usually will just go home at six.

There is still plenty of time, Dion thought.

As if destined to meet, Dion did not expect Vienna to appear along with the elevator doors that opened.

It just so happened that there was only one Viennese inside. 

Dion half-pulls Vienna's hand, he is shocked to see Vienna that quickly comes out of his room.

"You're home early?" ask Dion.

"Hm." 

The beautiful woman who was still wearing the snelli nodded.

"I was going to bring you dinner." Dion raised his hand and revealed the package of food he had brought to Vienna.

"To you," subtly reject Vienna. "I can have dinner at home."

"I just ate too. Tumben you came home early, isn't your practice hours still long huh?" telisik Dion's.

"That's, there's another doctor replacing me."

A second later Vienna regretted his words, it would be a long matter if he said so because obviously Dion would ask even more.

"replace you? Where are you going? Want what?"

That's exactly what Vienna thinks. And now he had to think hard to give a reason for his early return today.

"I deliberately asked for permission to go home early."

"Why? Are you sick?" 

Vienna continued to curse herself inwardly, blaming her mouth for which she could not cooperate.

"No, it's just ... That ...," Vienna was at a loss to think about what he could use as his reason.

"That's what? Are you sick?" dion's reflex touched Vienna's forehead to check the woman's temperature.

"No, maybe it's just too tired that's why I asked for a quick home permit so I could rest even longer" Vienna said.

"But it looks like you have a fever, your body is hot" Dion said.

"No, I'm fine. Maybe because I just finished the activity so my body temperature is a little hot. I also did feel the weather today was very hot and maybe that's what made you think I had a fever."

"Let me drive you home."

"No need," sambar Vienna. "I can go home by myself so don't worry too much about you. You better hurry back to Mauryn's room."

"She's already aware, there's a cop guarding her too. The plan is tonight I want to go home. Hm ... Vienna,"

"What?"

"If I may I want to sleep in your apartment" said Dion.

"Just son, we're not married!" sewot Vienna.

"Well, let's get married soon!"

"What do you think marriage is?"

"What's for? People who want to get married are married, right?" Dion smiled and displayed his neat rows of teeth.

"It's not that easy" Vienna.

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Along the way to the hospital, none of the three men opened their mouths. Both the Sultan, Adam and Raka were engrossed in wandering with their own thoughts.

The journey to the hospital leaves ten minutes, the distance traveled is quite long.

Amid the sobriety, Sultan felt the cell phone in his suit pocket vibrate. A second later the rectangular flat object was already within his grasp. His lips continued to curl upwards when he found out who was contacting him at this moment.

"Yes, honey. What's up?" sultan asked as soon as he put his phone in his ear.

The Sultan smiled at the thought of how adorable Hanum would be if she was introgating herself directly.

"Still on the road, why? Is there something I need to buy?" 

"No, you're still going home long?" 

For some reason just by hearing the voice of his wife has made the Sultan feel very happy. 

"I'm sorry, I think I'm going to be late. I forgot to tell you that my friend and I would like to stop by the hospital" replied the Sultan.

"So you want to meet Dion?"

"Yes, do you mind?"

"That's not what I mean, it's a coincidence."

"What if I'm going to meet Dion? Sounds like you're really excited."

"Of course, listen to me carefully" Hanum ordered.

"Yes." Yeah." The Sultan scratched his head which was not itchy.

Long enough he was silent because he continued to listen to his wife's babble on the other end.

Three minutes passed, the Sultan's cell phone had re-nested in his suit pocket.

"You can drive even faster!" sultan's orders to his friend.

"What's wrong?" ask Adam, relax.

"Follow my words! We have to get to the hospital as soon as possible" Sultan said.

"Is Mauryn dead?" woe Raka, the bruised man looks so happy.

"No! You'll know soon enough, I'm tired of having to explain it to you first. The most important thing now is that we have to get to the hospital as soon as possible" Sultan said.

Instantly Raka's face turned sour. He himself was amused by himself, why was he so looking forward to the news of Mauryn's death? Basic silly.

Both Sultan, Adam and Raka accelerated.

On the way the Sultan did not give any explanation other than just asking Adam to get to the hospital immediately.

This was because the Sultan had heard bad news from Hanum about Dion. 

Along the way, Raka continues to curse the Sultan in his heart. I don't know, Raka feels lately Sultan and Adam are playing with cats. It's good to give orders without a clear purpose. Look now Raka and Adam are running without knowing what exactly makes them rush like this. All they both knew was to keep running to where the Sultan had gone.

Luck as if siding with the Sultan. He and his friend cross paths with Dion in the hospital corridor as Dion happens to be on his way home. 

Collision was inevitable again, this time not Adam and Raka but the Sultan and Dion who became his victims.

"Do you walk without eyes?" detestation Dion.

"You're blind, obviously I walk on foot and why are you telling me to walk by eye? Ck, that's right!" reply Sultan no less rude.

"That's it, why should we argue."

"You started it yourself!" serami Sultan's.

"Hey! Enough already!" adam interrupted "have you forgotten our purpose until running this far for what?"

"No! Where's Vienna?" ask the Sultan directly.

"He's gone home, about half an hour ago maybe, what's the matter?" ask Dion, confused.

"Why don't you stop it!" hardik Sultan's.

"Maybe I prevented him from going home and resting at home!" Dion raised the volume of his voice.

"Bas stupid, don't you know?" 

Adam and Raka stand at the stake, being a loyal spectator who sees a hot show between two men who are either fussing over what the matter is.

"Know what?" dion asked still in a high tone.

"Fast catch up with him! Vienna does not want to go home but he wants to go abroad" explained the Sultan.

"What's? Impossible!" dion's growled, not believing.

"Wina told Ajeng and Ajeng told my wife that she was going abroad. He's going to Korea and his flight is scheduled at seven" Sultan said.

Dion was fixated with lips shaking as if to say 'impossible' but the word never came out of his mouth.

"Why shut up, let's go! Follow him before it's too late or you'll regret it!" sentak Sultan's.

The next second Dion ran like a lost man. The man hit several times the person he met.

"What did you say?" ask Adam.

"Are there any signs of ignorance, prank or playfulness on my face?" The sultan asked.

Lonely moment.

"Why Ajeng didn't tell me about this" Adam said.

"Your wife thinks that the departure of Vienna could have awakened Dion's stupidity. That's why he didn't let anyone know about Vienna's planned departure to Korea except for my wife" Sultan said.

"Neuro ...," 

"Hanum purposely informed him of this so that Dion would stop the departure of his future wife abroad." The Sultan paused for a moment his sentence, painstakingly swallowing his saliva which seemed to be stuck in the throat. "He said he did not want Vienna to be the same fate as he was" the Sultan said.

Silent.

Actually they hate to have to be quiet with each other, but how else they are also confused about what to say.

"Where did Raka go?" 

The sultan dyed once he realized that only he and Adam were there.

"We go home, maybe he's already in the car" Adam asked.

The two bowed lethargicly, with their giant footsteps walking away from the hospital. Adam's knee just seemed to want to be dislodged because he tried to chase after the Sultan what about the knee of the Sultan who had run like an athlete.

Arriving at the parking lot, Sultan stopped his steps for a moment while shaking his waist. 

"Why stop?" 

Instead of answering, the Sultan pointed at Raka with his chin and the next second Adam's laughter broke.

He saw Raka leaning on the hood of the car while sipping his ice boba.

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Dion went crazy because once he got to the Vienna apartment, he got the house quiet. Many times he pressed the bell but Vienna did not come out to open the door. It made his mind run.

Still while running he went down the long hallway to get to the elevator. Soon he had to get to the airport, hoping that Vienna would still be there.

He kept driving his car to full speed. He did not think at all about his own safety, how dangerous it was to drive at such a high speed. All he wanted was for him to arrive at the airport before it was too late.

Dion again wiped the sweat that flooded his forehead using his sleeves.

The man continued to run when he reached the airport. With a sharp glare of eyes he continued to circulate his gaze, watching every corner of the room. Not wanting a single point he missed, he had to meet with Vienna. 

Must.

Dion continued to look at his watch periodically, there was still ten more minutes left that he could use to find where his future wife was.

He could really go crazy if it continued like this. Dion returned to comb the first place he had come to earlier, this was the second time he had gone around there. 

On the other hand, a woman wearing a hat as well as sunglasses was standing watching Dion's every move. His position that was behind the crowd of people made it easy to hide.

His heart ached every time the clear grain that came out of the corner of his eye fell soaked his clean white cheek. The clothes he was wearing had also been tangled because since then he continued to grip tightly to the bottom.

For a while the girl let Dion wander around like a madman. He wants to enjoy the moments that make him feel sad and happy at the same time. One side he was happy because Dion looked so scared when the man had not yet found his existence, indicating that Dion was afraid of losing himself. On the other hand he is also sad, not willing to feel if the man he loves so much is still giving his attention to his ex-wife.

Almost exploding, Dion yelled out the name of his lover. He kept shouting while running around, making himself the center of attention of the people who were there.

Feeling unable to anymore, Vienna began to walk closer.

I love you, I love you so much that I shouldn't run away from you. I will fight with all my might to get your heart. I'm not willing to lose you again, inner Vienna.

With a steady step forward. He was determined to have Dion completely.

"In ..," he called her with trembling lips and with tears.

Feeling so familiar with the voice of someone who called out to him made Dion turn his body around.

The man immediately scattered and clasped tightly onto Vienna's body. Dion cried, he was almost desperate just now but as soon as he saw the beautiful woman of his heart standing in front of him, again made him excited to live life.

They still clenched each other, letting dozens of pairs stare at the two with hard-to-understand gazes. 

The people there just don't know what's going on. They thought the spectacle in front of him right now was the romantic moment of a pair of lovers. It could be seen from some cheering people shouting at them while clapping. There are even people who whistle, it is like an Indian film.

"How dare you leave without asking my permission!" dion exclaimed as soon as they let each other go.

"I'm sorry." That's all Vienna can say as proof of his regret.

"You can't go anywhere, you know!" dion, again.

Vienna shut her mouth.

"Because you've made me angry, so you should be punished" Dion said in a threatening tone.

He pulled the Viennese suitcase using his left hand while his right hand was still tightly gripping his female wrist.

"Where are you taking me, Di?" the girl was a little scared to see Dion dragging her out of the airport.

"You must be punished for your mistakes!" firmly Dion.

"In ... punished how? I know I'm wrong but don't do this. Where are you taking me?" his yell.

"You want to know what your punishment is?" Dion paused his steps for a moment, staring at the sharp Vienna eyeball which was still coated with a clear liquid.

Vienna lowered her head, she could not linger staring at Dion's brown netra, afraid that her feelings of love would explode.

"What?" it was almost inaudible.

"Married. Let's get married, right now!" dion shouted with his floor.

A second later the atmosphere there was crowded again. There were many people clapping their hands while shouting at the two, congratulating them.

Dion smiled as if he saw Vienna still unblinking.

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