The Match is Not the Wrong Address

Confirmation

Pale face, with still attached to various life support tools, now trying to make his smile when he saw Arjuna getting closer.

Some people choose to get out of Meysa's nursery. Give them space and time for both.  Not with Ziya, who chose to stay. Even though he knew at times he would get hurt.

"Juna," said Meysa. "I'm sorry," he said almost inaudibly. His voice was so weak yet capable of piercing hearing that it even reached Juna's heart.

"I-I should apologize," Arjuna said tearfully.

His guilt is high. He remembered what he had just done. He has betrayed the love of both of them who have long been knitted.

Juna himself did not know, since when was he able to turn away. Even though as long as they are related, not the slightest bit interested in other women. For some reason, he felt a huge wave in his heart while with Ziya.

The woman who shook her heart through the holy verses of the Qur'an she had heard. The woman who awakened him to change for the better, the woman who was able to remind him to be grateful and sincere.

"I'm sorry, Mey" he said, again shedding tears. His hands clasped Meysa's weak and thin fingers. Ziya was still standing. Being a spectator of Juna and Meysa meeting.

Ziya's heart felt pinched. Throat's choked. His eyes stared at the nano in the grasp of that hand. The wide hand of the man who had just grasped it. Now switch to warm the hands of other women.

Meysa's tears are melting. Falling through both temples. "I just don't want you to get hurt when you lose me. But it turns out, mama said you already knew everything." Meysa took a long breath.

"Therefore I would like to apologize in person. In order for God to call at any time, I've been feeling calm." Meysa stared with her eyes scored.

Ziya chose to take a few steps back slowly. In order not to make a sound. He could not bear to hear the flashback of their story. While Juna was still speechless, his head ducked followed by a few drops of clear feathers from his eyes.

"Juna." Meysa's breath was puffed. Her pale lips were shaking.

Meysa felt their relationship was bland. Even Juna has not called him 'honey' like he used to. He smiled bitterly, though there was a speck of relief in his heart. At least, the man would not be too sick if at any time he was gone forever.

"Will you accompany me?" meysa asked weakly staring with the tail of her eyes.

"Yes, sleep. I'll keep you company." Juna nodded by pulling both corners of his lips.

After a few minutes, Meysa closed her eyes. Enjoying the pain running all over her body.

Juna twisted his body. His eyes surrounded looking for Ziya's whereabouts. His heart rumbled, he was afraid that Ziya might get angry with him again. She was afraid that the girl would stay away from her. But right now, he also could not leave Meysa just like that.

"Tante, Om, everybody, I'll excuse you. May Sister Meysa recover" Ziya said, forcing her to pull both corners of her lips. He met one by one Meysa's family.

"Oh yes, son. Thank you, be careful" said Mama Indah.

Ziya bowed then twisted his body and stepped away. His steps were slow, his mind was empty.

Both of his hands flickered his eyes that felt sore. He repeatedly breathed his heavy breath. Although still unable to reduce the tightness in his chest.

"Ziya!" call someone familiar to him when he gets to the hospital.

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