The Lost In The Nightmare

Is This Triangle Love?

...NIGHTMARE 15'S...

...Is This Scene Was Named Triangle Love?...

The sound of rain getting thicker makes lightning from various directions blaring up to the eardrum of anyone who is below it. While in the villa produces the sound of footsteps of someone who is walking quickly through every part of the room that starts from the entrance of a raven-haired person holding a woman crowned dark brown while walking quickly to his room.

If we look behind the young man, we can catch a yellow-haired young man with three lines on his cheeks and follow the path of a friend behind him. And behind the young man was a young man who had hair like pineapple—because he was tied one to the back— while holding a woman who also had long black hair behind his back.

The five of them continued to trace each of the curves of the villa accompanied by severed breaths, ascending to the second floor using the stairs, and arriving at them in the hallway of the second floor.

Rizal—raven haired young man who was in the front position— turned his head towards his friend in the back. "San, you take Fitri in your room. After taking care of Jihan, I'll also check on Fitri and give her the medicine I brought." His eagle eyes looked towards Kurnia. "Kur, you're coming with me."

"Bother."

"OK!"

And they also split into the room that had been commanded by Rizal earlier. Sandi heads to her room to take care of Fitri, and Kurnia and Rizal head to their room to take care of Jihan.

As she approached the entrance, Kurnia opened the room door without being told by Rizal first. After entering the room, Rizal immediately put Jihan to bed and covered her legs to her neck with a blanket so as to keep Jihan warm even though her body temperature has decreased dramatically from usual due to rain— or arguably a storm which befalls their surroundings mercilessly.

Seeing that Rizal had placed Jihan on top of the bed, Kurnia closed the door of the room from the inside. Slowly, he walked closer to Jihan who was busy with the P3K box he was carrying for this kind of unexpected situation.

"Calm down, Ji. You must be okay, you just fainted. You will soon realize," kurnia said while letting her right hand move on its own to pat Jihan's head and looked at her with a meaningful gaze.

Unnoticed by Kurnia in the slightest, Rizal patted her side of the shoulder from behind. Making this yellow-clothed young man gasp.

"Excuse me, Kur. I'll handle it."

"Oh, yeah, sure." Kurnia shifted her position and sat on the edge of bed— beside Jihan's feet covered in a warm blanket.

Without paying attention to his childhood friend who often acted silly, Rizal immediately gave a little wind oil on the smooth white face of Jihan. I hope he will soon realize. As his hand moved to give the wind oil on his forehead, Rizal felt an incongruity in Jihan's body.

"The body is hot."

Kurnia's eyes were directly focused towards Rizal. "Huh? How can?"

Rizal immediately examined Jihan in a way that he learned from small, namely opening the eyes of Jihan with one hand, put her index finger in front of Jihan—'s nose to find out her body temperature and breath pressure, and, and put one of his hands on Jihan's forehead and the other on her forehead.

After finishing checking, Rizal's big hand held the head of Jihan—, just like Kurnia did, and looked at Jihan's face still lying on the bed. "He has a fever,"

The direction of his gaze was still heading towards where Rizal was. "Don't he just faint? Why is it suddenly a fever like this?"

Rizal closed his eyes and shook his head while looking down. "Maybe one of the supporting factors is due to Jihan's weak condition and endurance, so she can't withstand more attacks from various diseases from the surrounding environment. Plus he fainted, so let's just 'them'."

Kurnia raised her next to her eyebrows. "They?"

"Yes, the disease that wanted to invade Jihan's body meant."

It can be seen now that Kurnia's mouth is changing shape as expected he is saying 'oh', but not making his baritone voice.

Kurnia sees Rizal taking a thermometer from his P3K box and inserting the tip to measure Jihan's current body temperature. Rizal rushes into the bathroom inside his villa room to get some cold water placed somewhere along with a small white towel that is still in his hand.

Rizal's hand soaked the small towel into the water, squeezing it until the cold water that seeped into the towel came out— leaving a little water in it, folding it up to form a slightly thick rectangle, and put it on top of Jihan's hot forehead.

Rizal looked towards Kurnia who had just seen him. "Kur, you take care of Jihan first while I'm going to Sandi's room to see Fitri's state" Rizal told his best friend.

"OK" replied Kurnia, nodding her head with certainty about the answer she gave.

Quickly, Rizal left his room with a P3K box in his right hand after handing Jihan over to Kurnia as he went to check on Fitri in Sandi's room.

"Calm down, Ji. As long as Rizal checks Fitri, I will take care of you for a while" Kurnia said as she stroked Jihan's smooth cheeks slowly with a look of affection that seemed to be in excess of anything.

And the scene was captured by a pair of dark onyx eyes and as sharp as an eagle before the bedroom door closed tightly, perfectly.

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

Inside Sandi's room, Fitri was lying on the bed with a glare in her eyes. His mouth opened like he was talking to Sandi who was accompanying him. Sitting next to him. Their conversation did not gradually long before someone came to open the door of their room.

"Excuse me, I hope I'm not interrupting your conversation."

The young man named Sandi turned his head towards the door that was opened by someone from outside. "Oh, Zal, please come in."

"Eh." Rizal stepped into the room after closing the door slowly and approached Sandi who was sitting on a chair next to Fitri. He stood in a position facing his lazy gangmate. "May I check it for a second?"

Sandi raised both eyebrows for a moment. "What did you come here for with a P3K box?"

A small and slow snort sounded from Rizal's direction. "Then... Can you shift for a moment?"

Hearing Rizal's question made Sandi shift slightly away from Fitri. His eyes observed the way Rizal handled Fitri carefully.

"Fitri, I'll check your condition first, sorry if it's presumptuous." Rizal's words were only answered with a weak nod from Fitri.

Rizal's hand began to move to hold his forehead and check through his eyeballs. Rizal also told the conclusion he had caught from the examination process, "He's fine. His body was weakened because he had time to take back the food he ate so that his stomach was empty and his head felt dizzy."

"O-Oh.." Sandi's response was amazed at her best friend whose skills could not be doubted.

Rizal took out a medicine from his P3K box that indicated relieving headaches, dizziness, and so on, then gave it to Sandi. "Give him this medicine after his stomach fills up later, and tell him to rest more."

Sandi read at a glance the details listed on the packaging of the drug.

"All right, my job is done... Then, excuse me." Rizal melengos went to get out of this room. Her footsteps came to a halt when an arm patted her on the shoulder, just as Kurnia had done in the other room.

"Please accompany Fitri for a moment, I will have the villa's maid make porridge for Fitri" said Sandi while holding her hand position on Rizal's shoulder.

Rizal's right hand brushed off Sandi's hand on one of his shoulders. "no need. You take care of Fitri, let me tell Kurnia to order your order." He opened the door and walked out of the room.

Sandi put on a wondering face. "Why should Kurnia?"

"Because Jihan had a sudden fever, so I had to treat her as soon as possible to get well soon." Not long after, the door closed perfectly. Leaving the Password that still could not digest perfectly Rizal's short and fast words earlier.

His awkward smile curved strategically on his lips. "Hee..thanks a lot." Then Sandi again sat in her seat and accompanied Fitri who was closing her eyes.

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

Rizal stepped foot back to the room— where Kurnia was taking care of Jihan for a while. Yeah, just for a second. He doesn't understand what he's feeling. Heart's pounding. He wanted to destroy everything around him because he saw a scene before he closed the door to his room.

Is that a sign he likes? What does he feel now is.. the feeling of love?

He did not understand at all what he felt now because he had never felt the name 'love' before. Baffled. He scratches the back of his head that does not itch out of frustration, annoyed at his own genius, but when it comes to love. Don't know. Not understand.

It did not feel like in the end he had been silent in front of the door of his villa room. Rizal tried to forget and throw away what he felt and thought earlier. Trying to focus on what he will do to Jihan when taking care of her later. He opened the door with his chauffeur and went inside. He moved his feet towards Kurnia.

Kurnia, who felt that someone was approaching her, reflexed herself to look back. "Zal, you're back."

"Eh." The direction of his eyes turned towards the hand of Kurnia who was holding Jihan's hand. Rizal raised his eyebrows. "What are your hands doing?"

Hearing the question from Rizal, Kurnia looked at what her hand had done, then let go of her hand. "A-Oh, this, I just wanted to adjust my body temperature to Jihan." His brain thought of the right words to spit out. "For his body temperature to suit me, let it heal quickly," said Kurnia with a slight tremble in her sentence.

Rizal tilted his head slightly to the left. "Customize?"

"Eh." Rizal placed his P3K box on a small table beside the headboard, then turned his body towards Kurnia. "Oh, you better order two bowls of porridge to the servants of this villa. One for Jihan and the other for Fitri."

"Yes, sir! I also want to visit Fitri to see how he is doing. Excuse me." In a hurry, Kurnia darted away outside the room and closed the door slowly.

After being outside, Kurnia leaned her body against the door of her room. "What's wrong with me?" Kurnia folded her hands in front of her chest. "I'll only look at my sick little friend, but why do I feel weird and pounding when Rizal sees my hand..."

At once Kurnia's face met red, remembering what her hand had done to Jihan's hand. Kurnia scratched her head that was not itchy. "Ah..have it, no need to think about. It is better to order porridge for Jihan and Fitri. Plus, to myself." And Kurnia breezed away to the first floor of the villa to do what he had to do.

We return to the room where Rizal is looking at Jihan who is lying on the bed with eyes that are difficult to interpret with a series of human words. Then, he realized something and looked at all his clothes from top to bottom that had been stained by the 'something' of man. Bloods.

Rizal also initiated to change his clothes with clothes that were in the bag he was carrying. Because Jihan was sleeping with a compress on her forehead, so Rizal immediately took off and put on her clothes without going into the bathroom. He stuffed his stained clothes into an empty bag that he deliberately brought to separate dirty clothes with his clean clothes.

Wait for. What about Jihan?

Rizal's onyx eyes looked at Jihan for a moment and picked up a pair of pajamas that were inside her bag, initiating a change of clothes for Jihan. He approached Jihan— standing beside the edge of the mattress, thinking for a moment. In the end, he changed Jihan's clothes carefully so as not to wake her up and was done.

He took a compress that had warmed due to body temperature on Jihan's forehead, put it back in cold water, squeezed it, and put it back on his forehead. Instantly, Rizal noticed Jihan's slightly pale face— making Jihan's white skin even more whitish.

His index finger stroked Jihan's cheek for a moment. Subtly. Then it turned into holding her cheek. Small-time. Quickly, Rizal pulled his hand from Jihan's cheek and watched the palm he had used to hold the cheek of a friend since childhood. What the hell is he doing? And what did he do?

Rizal pulled out a chair and sat there. "Ji, get up soon, there's something I want to consult you with." Rizal's voice sounded small and slightly trembling. It's almost inaudible.

Both of his hands clasped Jihan's right hand tightly and brought her thin, cold lips closer to Jihan's. Closed his eyes. Expect that will be a consultant all questions immediately open your eyes or at least say a word.

"R... Zal..."

Hearing a weak-sounding voice, made Jihan's head lift up and look towards the source of the sound. "Ji, are you awake?"

Jihan nodded her head weakly. "As you can see" he said in a voice that still sounded raucous.

"Rizal! The porridge is done!" kurnia said as she opened the door where one of her hands was carrying a tray containing two bowls of porridge that were still warm. His voice made Rizal and Jihan look at him.

Aquamarine Kurnia's eyes looked at Jihan. "Huh, Ji, are you awake?" He walked closer to his two friends after closing the door. Unintentionally, he saw both hands of Rizal who was holding tightly to Jihan's hand. "W-what are your hands doing, Zal?"

Without feeling the slightest guilt, Rizal replied, "Just like the answer you gave before. Equating my body temperature with Jihan to get well soon."

"A-ahaha, yes, yes," said Kurnia while smiling and laughing crisply at Rizal's words. "Oh, yes, this is the porridge." He gave a bowl of porridge to his raven-haired friend.

Rizal looked at the bowl that was still on the tray that Kurnia was carrying. "The other one you didn't give to Fitri?"

"If I have Fitri I have given it to Sandi, really," said Kurnia confidently as she pointed her thumb at Rizal.

"Hn. Nice."

It is certain, now Jihan is emitting a look of wondering face. "Why? What's wrong with Fitri?" His voice is still raucous.

Rizal tapped his shoulders. "He's all right. His stomach was only empty because while in the dining room he had time to regurgitate the food he ate, so his body became limp instantly." He tried to explain it in great detail and honestly.

Fitri breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the utterance from the Doctor. "understand..."

"The only thing to worry about now is you, Ji," said Kurnia who was approved by the nod of Rizal's head.

"What happened to me?" jihan asked with a face and innocence.

"Ji, don't you feel it yourself? You're having a fever, you know?"

"Oh.." Jihan's response was brief to Kurnia's statement. And it made Kurnia pat her forehead so tightly that it made her head dizzy on its own.

When Kurnia was busy patting her own forehead, Rizal helped Jihan change her position—who was sleeping to sit down. "You must eat this" he said, resembling a short, solid, and clear command.

The onyx—-sliced young man named Rizal was—began to feed Jihan slowly. Suddenly he remembered one of the scenes while joking that brought something about him. "Hn, one thing I want to make clear. My favorite fruit is a tomato, not an apple."

Kurnia who was seriously devouring a bowl of porridge laughed wryly. "Oh, about that actually, Jihan and I deliberately call apples your favorite fruit just to work on them." He laughed. "But I can't believe it so easily."

Rizal grunts. "You guys are..."

The yellow-haired young man initiated to pat his emo companions on the shoulder. "Already, Bro... We also know, really, that your wild fruit is a tomato. Yeah, right, Ji?"

"Un." Jihan smiled.

"Yes, forget it. You have to finish your porridge first just talk." Rizal returns to feed Jihan and so does Kurnia who continues her delayed eating activities.

While feeding Jihan one spoon after another spoon, Rizal again turned around various questions about the feelings he had felt a moment ago. And it seemed, he indeed had to consult Jihan.

His obsidian eyeball noticed the clothes of Jihan he had replaced with his pajamas. What Rizal is asking now is why is Kurnia not aware of the clothes Jihan is wearing? Didn't Kurnia ever see myself in those pajamas while staying at my house? Supposedly when Kurnia saw Jihan in Rizal's pajamas, she questioned all sorts of unnatural things that were right before her eyes. Isn't that Kurnia?

Suddenly Kurnia's voice made Rizal a little surprised. "Bro! I'm going to Sandi's room first, yeah!" he said as he put a bowl of porridge that he had swallowed all its contents on a small cupboard right next to the head of the bed.

"What do you want there?"

"I'd like to have a little chat with Sandi and see Fitri's condition of course." Kurnia gave her bright smile.

Rizal raised his eyebrows. "Aren't you there yet?"

"Yes, but I just gave them a bowl of porridge." Before Rizal asked again, Kurnia continued her words—which was also the answer to the question that Rizal wanted to make. "So I was a long time ago because I saw the way the servants served a porridge. Counting-counting.I learned and knew how to make good and true porridge."

Seeing Rizal nod his head—catch what was said by him, Kurnia rushed out of the room—with a little impressed hurriedly— while saying goodbye. "By, Zal!"

And the door was closed.

"What does that mean? Why is he in such a hurry? Basic," Rizal grumbled that was like a mere murmur.

"You must be thinking inside your head why Kurnia doesn't realize I'm wearing your pajamas."

Rizal turned his head towards the source of the voice that started the conversation between them. "Jy.. How do you know?" ask her in a flat tone.

Jihan smiled thinly which was very visible on her face. "Because it's all emanating from the look on your face, Zal." Jihan was a little self-conceited. "I'm great, right?" Now Jihan's condition has begun to improve slowly but sure.

Rizal looked at the astonishment of a Jihan. "Yes, great. Very good." Rizal continued his words, "So do you think, why didn't Kurnia notice it? Is he short-sighted?"

The woman who was his interlocutor laughed faintly at him. "It's not like that either, Zal... Maybe because Kurnia already knew if he asked what you would answer like, so he did not ask you."

"Heh, like it's not just Kurnia." Rizal threw his gaze in the other direction.

Jihan nodded in agreement slowly. "Well, it's like it's not the usual Kurnia. But it's also a sign that he knows himself." Jihan pointed her finger at Rizal.

"Yeah, a little change." Rizal thought for a moment. "Indeed, Kurnia doesn't usually know herself?" Rizal asked back. This time was really not a question like Rizal usually did. You could say, this time Rizal asked a plain question that was able to make Jihan laugh.

"Actually he was not ignorant of himself, but less self-correcting."

Rizal again nodded in his mind. "Self-correcting, yes..."

Jihan who felt strange about the look of Rizal's face and words that were difficult to interpret or explain, quickly changed the look of her cheerful face to be wary of the handsome face of her raven friend.

"You all right, Zal?" ask Jihan carefully. "Can I help you?" Jihan asked again as Rizal's dark eagle eyes stared inside her emerald.

"Jihan," Rizal assembled his sentence very carefully inside his genius brain. "There's something I'd like to consult with you both."

Jihan's eyeballs looked at the obsidian eyeballs that were right in front of her eyes that were looking at her seriously and affectionately.

But it also looks sad. And lonely.

...~Lost In Nightmare~...

...The To Be Continued…...