The Match is Not the Wrong Address

Forget

“My first kiss!! OMG!” ziya screams in the heart. But I dare not say. The officers' steps approached.

“Are you okay? Why the long pause once out with the group?” asked one of the officers to direct the flashlight right in Ziya's face.

“Sorry, Sir. We enjoyed the atmosphere, hehe. Come, Sir! Excuse me,” pamit Ziya rushed to pull Juna's arm towards the exit instructions.

They took a quick step, Juna who was still slightly staggering occasionally looked for a grip. Fortunately, the trip this time was smooth without any obstacles. If not, Arjuna may faint the second time.

“Wait here, I'm looking for a drink,” Ziya said when she went beyond the exit. Ziya sat Juna in a long chair not far from where they were standing.

The girl immediately ran to find a seller of warm tea and mineral water. Then return as soon as possible to Arjuna. “Drink first, Brother.” Ziya handed him a warm tea wrapped in clear plastic, accompanied by

long straws in red.

Without much question, Juna immediately sucked the drink until it was not left, then threw plastic wrap in the trash can provided. Juna is still sock. Ziya took out a few sheets of tissue to wipe the sweat on Arjuna's forehead.

“Other times, if you dare not be forced,” Ziya's advice is still busy wiping the sweat on Juna's face.

The two beads of Arjuna noticed Ziya's sweet face from a very close distance. The soft blink of his eyes, still did not take his eyes off that face.

“Zi?” arjuna said slowly. The look on his face was not as pale as the beginning of coming out of the room. It's more sparkling.

“Hemm?” murmured Ziya threw the used tissue into the trash can. He then landed his body next to Arjuna.

“Tadi why yes? I don't want anything. Why is my head broken, Zi?” moaning Arjuna rubbed the back of his head, which was indeed a fairly large lump.

Ziya examined him, making sure himself the wound was not severe. His hand was floating between the slits of Arjuna's hair behind his head. “Hah?” Ziya's mouth gaped, not expecting his head to be bent until the bump is quite good

large.

“You fell, Brother. Not aware, right? Thank goodness if you are not aware,” said Ziya sighing in relief, because Arjuna was not aware of the tragedy

that kiss. Ah artificial breath exactly, uh but it's equally nempelin lips. Forget, Zi!

“Cock of thanks?” Juna looked at him suspiciously.

“Eh, emmm .. home yuk, sister. Uday malem nih,” invite Ziya to switch the conversation. He immediately stood up and walked towards the parking area.  Without heeding Arjuna's call

still curious.

The state of the house is quiet, there are no relatives who stay like yesterday. Because they're all staying at Reza's reception hotel. While Rio still has not returned to deliver Meysa to the hospital.

Fortunately there is still a doctor who handles. Not to forget Rio immediately contacted Meysa's parents via the girl's mobile phone. Meysa's family panicked and rushed to the hospital.

Rio's gaze was blank, before Meysa fainted continuously whining begging not to tell anything about her state to Arjuna.

“Rio!” call Mama Meysa walking quickly to her. The owner of the name turned to the source of the voice.

“Bu,” said Rio greet the Meysa family who came. There's papa, mama, Meysa's eyes, too. “Meysa passed out at Rio's house, and I brought her here. Still treated by the doctor,” explained Rio before being asked. He understands Meysa's family's concerns.

Mama Indah tried to strengthen her heart. He kept thinking positively if his daughter was okay. Rio did not explain Meysa's state, fear adding to their worry.

Shortly after, the doctor came out of the room. He removed the mask he was wearing. His sight looked lethargic, stared at one by one Meysa family.

“Doctor, how?” Papa Meysa finally made a sound, breaking the silence and tension between them.

“Excuse me, daughter mom and dad ..” The doctor paused his speech, exhaled his coarse breath and then continued, “Skilled in a coma.”

wait for.

“Chemotherapy that has not been continued, resulting in increased cancer cell growth. We will do CT-Scan, fear of bleeding in other organs,” said the doctor who had handled Meysa with Reza.

No one's making a sound. They're looking deeper. The sobs of tears were mutual, Rio was similarly struck by hearing them. Meysa did not want to undergo any treatment at all. All persuasions cannot sway his refusal.

The next morning, Rio woke up from his new sleep by a few minutes. He came home first because he had to go

works. He had already sent a message to Reza, notifying him of the circumstances

Meysa. Well, the newlyweds are distracted.

Reza rushed to the hospital leaving his relatives including his mother at the hotel. But he invited Naya who incidentally is also a doctor.

“Darling, sorry yes. I have an emergency call. Later wait in my room, bentar aja kok,” said Reza rubbed the top of his wife's head feel guilty.

“Yes, it's nothing, I understand,” Naya replied with a smile.

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Ziya had woken up early in the morning. He helped the aunt who was preparing breakfast. He immediately woke Arjuna up

take breakfast.

“Zi, for now. Want to take the road? I ‘kan ”ak hapal area here, invite Arjuna in between eating.

“Emmm ... Where to go?” ask Ziya. Actually, he was still embarrassed to remember the incident last night, his heart was beating violently when he remembered it. But Ziya did not want to bring it up. Enough he pendam himself, especially Arjuna does not remember. More and more make him want to keep meetings.

Arjuna thought for a moment, thinking about the destination he wanted to visit. Occasionally while feeding food into his mouth.

“You have no idea? Tumben really you diem mulu from earlier. Usually nyerocos continue without pause,” asked Arjuna to turn his eyes on Ziya.

Gurgling, he stared at Arjuna like that. “Emm ... nothing, Brother. What if we go fishing in the lake?” the Ziya proposal

a smile.

“Bby tuh. Just bring your fire-fired equipment, Zi. Excite for sure,” said Arjuna excited.

“Okay, I'm ready first, Brother take a shower first there!” ziya's orders immediately prepared his burnt equipment. He put it in a big plastic bag and put it in his backpack. Two fishing rods belonging to his two brothers were already in hand.

Arjuna who was ready with a plain white shirt, matching Ziya that morning smiled brightly. Then bring the fishing rod and backpack carried by Ziya. “Siniin, Zi.” Juna pulls the bag but is held back by Ziya

until there is an interesting pull.

“That's okay, I'm the one who brought ih,” exclaimed Ziya.

“You just bring the fishing line. This weight, I'm just a fat one,” said soft Juna. As a result, Ziya gave up on him to Arjuna. “Nah, so dong,” he continued scrambling Ziya's hair.

Both are now preparing to ride Arjuna's motorbike, ready to start the road, blocked by Rio's car. Now the stare is

arjuna is shown to the man sitting behind the wheel.

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