The soul mate YOU sent

Chapter 27 Angry

I woke up from a long sleep. How many hours I slept, I don't remember. My throat feels dry. Meant sitting down to grab a drink I found was the difficulty of my body moving. The pain and aches running through my body made me frown. Moreover, the throbbing pain in the back head. My hands were raised and I found a bandage coiled around my head. 'Please iki?', my mind is confused. I looked around and this was not a medical tent, but a white room with some medical devices inside. I was also lying in a medical bed with an intravenous tube attached to the inside of my arm. 'Hospital?' my question is in my heart. A flash of memory appeared in my head followed by other memories. 'Ah right, because it turns out' my mind confirms the memory of the cause I am here.

"Cklek, kriiiieet.", a creaking door opened and several people entered afterwards.

Dr. Typhoon, Amara, Lani, Mas Damar and Mas Zaky? I was surprised by the last one coming in. It was obvious that worry was drawn on his face. The same thing I saw on Mas Damar's face.

"Piye Tan? Ono complaint?", asked dr.Taufan when he arrived at the bedside.

"Many docks, my body pegel-pegel very difficult to move. Keep my head hurting, rasane shrieks. My skull g' broke, didn't it doc? I'm concussion, right? I'm..."

"Where ono the concussion guy nyerocos koyok you.", cut Lani while silencing my lips with his hands.

I brushed off the stairs and wiped my mouth. Dr. Taufan and Amara laughed at the behavior of both of us.

"You iki yo, same from college until last year when I was auntie gini" said Amara when her laughter subsided.

"Eh sopo zinc you call aunty. Nice ae, I iki still young koyok ABG know.", said Lani.

"Wes.wes.ojo guyon. You g' po-po kok Tan, just bruises the same as your head just an external wound doang. Yes thankfully your skull is quite thick yo so g' until cracked.", said dr.Taufan at the end with a joke.

Almost everyone in this room laughed, even Mas Damar was seen trying hard to hold back his laughter except Mas Zaky who was standing quietly looking at me while shortening from behind the back of Dr. Taufan. I can't interpret his gaze. But every time I looked at her the more horror appeared in my heart. 'Is he angry?' ask batiku.

"Sebener'e piye se kejane? Kok you iso when the frame of the tent.", asked Amara who got a nod from the others.

"Oh. piye's a zinc boy with me? He g' po-po?", asked me who suddenly remembered that there was a boy I hugged so as not to be hit by the frame of the tent.

"G', he's g' po-po. Just sobbing, like'e she was shocked to see you passed out with a bloody head.", this time Mas Damar spoke.

Staring at him made me remember the last incident before this accident happened. I turned my eyes to the others.

"So piye? opo seng happened?", The heavy sexy voice had a person who had been silent since then.

I turned to look at Mas Zaky a long time before I finally opened my mouth starting the story I remembered the last time before I fainted. All I remember was walking away from the medical tent where I talked to Mas Damar while stroking my sore wrist. Not far away I saw more than seven children running to chase each other around an empty tent. I knew the tent was newly built that would be used to store stocks of instant food and common medicine. Seen to me several times the legs of these children tripped over the tent pegs. That's very dangerous. So I approached to warn them. I saw some kids running into the tent.

"G' adek-adek can run around the tent yes, danger dear. Play in the field over there only", I said as I approached them.

Hearing my words they came out of the tent leaving one little boy about three-four years old, but they did not stop to keep running around the tent. As I was about to tell them to stop, I saw one child tripping over the tent peg until the rope and peg bounced off. The boy fell hard enough. I wanted to help him stand up when I saw one rope and the peg slipped back. Remembering the little boy who was still in the tent I jumped in and grabbed him by my arms with the collapse of the tent with a loud enough sound. Along with the pain radiating from my head I heard a loud buzzing noise in my ears. I could still hear the sound of crying from the children outside the tent before my gaze became blurred and dark. And I finally woke up here

"So how long did I pass out?", I asked after I had finished telling the story.

"About three hours" said Dr. Taufan as he removed the infusion hose on my arm. "Wes g' ono problem, you are back to camp with us.", he continued.

"Sorry doc, I want Tania to rest in the hotel with me first" said Mas Zaky calm but very authoritative.

Just like me, it seems like the others also realized that they did not want any rejection from their tone. The atmosphere was a little tense at the moment.

"Ehm iyo dok, I want to miss the same old time mas bojo. May it?", my chandelier was trying to melt the atmosphere.

"G' problem. Are you healthy but are you sure your physique is strong? Again those bruises. Ojo dikaksano yo." Dr. Taufan replied to my joke.

"Oh what the hell, doc.", I was shy.

Amara and Lani looked up at my reddened face. But I could see the dislike of Mas Damar but thank God he was silent. I still didn't think he was here with the others.

"You get ready ae. If wes is in order can immediately unplug. If that doesn't stay yo. Lan, Mar are you with me and Mas Damar?" said Dr. Taufan.

"Lani let me be with you doc" said Mas Damar calmly.

"Ok, if that's Mar you come with me. Come on."

After Dr. Taufan and Amara left, Mas Damar stepped forward but not close enough to the bed I was sitting on. I stiffened, but my body still responded to the fear of his attitude.

"Nia, thank God you g' ono seng bad. I was so worried. Excuse me. I'm sorry about that. I'm khilaf. I didn't mean you were like that. Either the demon opo seng got into me. I'm really sorry, Nia. I'm really-a dumbass! I followed you here to make you come back with me, but my zinc even make you run. Sorry Nia. I'm really ashamed of myself. Pliss sorryin I yo" said Mas Damar apologizing with his head down despite occasionally looking me in the eye.

I can feel sincerity and regret in his voice. Sadness was clearly emanating from his eyes. The face that used to be always smiling now looks sad. Tired people look there. Will I be able to see her warm smile that she always looks at me again? I was really sad to see him hurt. But I can't get rid of this fear. My mouth was locked, and so was my frozen body. I wanted to forgive him but the incident really stuck firmly in my memory. I wanted to cry but I held it back. Realizing that my reaction would be Mas Zaky then stood in front of me blocking Mas Damar's view. While looking back he responded to Mas Damar's words.

"Sorry, koyok'e Tania is still in shock and needs to rest. Whatever your business, iso dilomongno next time.", he said coldly, not only his tone but also the look in his eyes.

Even though Mas Zaky was standing in my way I could still see the displeasure on Mas Damar's face. His hardened jaw and shriveled forehead as well as his sharp gaze showed he was ready to attack. Lani who also realized this tension immediately took Mas Damar away.

"Wes is mas, we are behind ae dik. Klo Tania wes really recovered you tried to talk to her again", said Lani while holding Mas Damar's arm.

"I'm tired, we go back to the hotel now yo", I said very slowly but still could be heard by everyone in this room.

Mas Zaky didn't turn around right away but he nodded. And I finally heard Mas Damar's voice break the silence.

"Yowes Nia, you break in. I'll see you again to apologize. By the way you're sorry for me, I'll keep meeting you. I left", said Mas Damar before turning around and exiting this room.

"Tan, you break yo. G' don't worry about Damar. Wes there's Mas Zaky here. I'll keep Akmal until you're healthy. I turned back on the back yo, ntar not vc if I was the same Akmal.", said Lani when approaching me. He hugged me briefly before going after Mas Damar.

Now it's me and Mas Zaky in this room. He was still standing on the bed, behind me. Now I'm sure Mas Zaky is mad at me. But I don't know which one made him angry. Is it because I didn't tell him that Mas Damar was coming to the refugee camp? Or because he heard Mas Damar mention about our meeting last afternoon? Maybe both. His aura is intimidating. 'Yes Allah opo seng should I do?' inner wailing.

"Mass? you... angry?", I tried to open the chat.

"Wait here! I'll take care of your return with the receptionist at the back. You're tired, we're talking hotel wae!", he said coldly and stepped out the door without turning around.

The deg!

My heart is like a big godam. How big of a mistake was I until he got that angry? Mas Zaky's never been that cold to me before. My heart is restless waiting for him to return. I tried to get out of bed because I wanted to go to the bathroom. The bruises on my body scream every time I move. 'Let's Tania, just a moment ago nyampek' my inner spirit as my body took pains to reach the bathroom doorknob. As I laboriously walk back the basket the door of the room opened. Mas Zaky came in carrying a wheelchair with a frown.

"You are hard to say yo. I'll tell you diem. How come...."

"I peed, ashamed of the sister when bedwetting.", cut me jokingly, who knows he's not angry anymore.

"Let's go home" he said briefly without responding to my joke.

The trip to the hotel was very long, but only thirty minutes from the hospital. It was because of Mas Zaky's cold demeanor. He kept quieting me. Whatever I asked and said, he didn't answer. He only spoke twice, and then to the taxi driver when telling the destination and when giving money. Likewise, when he pushed me into the hotel room, he just kept silent while looking straight ahead. Once I was in the room I couldn't take it anymore. I don't want him to leave me like this. After sitting me on the bed he immediately stood up and turned around, preparing to leave. I immediately grabbed his hand even though all I could hold was his shirt arm.

"Mass? don't be angry" I said raucously and weakly.

He just remained motionless and silent.

"Mass? I'm.", I haven't finished my words yet when he turns around and automatically holds my hand on his shirt's arm regardless.

"Bandel, I'll tell you to come. Why did you go to the hospital?" he said at last while flicking my forehead playfully.

I looked up at her face. There was no cold face he had shown. There's only worry there.

"I'm sorry", I said slowly, the throat suddenly choked.

"Basic."

He then pulled me in his arms. I don't know why my tears broke as soon as my face touched her chest. I really cried like a child, only I didn't roar. He just quietly stroked my back head. Sometimes I kiss the top of my head.

"Hey, wes. I wes g' angry, you diem dong.", he said to calm me.

But my crying won't stop. All the flashes of the incident last afternoon with Mas Damar were replayed in my brain. The fear of not being able to meet Mas Zaky again that I felt when the tent frame hit me. And my shock at seeing her for the first time in the hospital, as well as my longing for her mixed into one. Like a time bomb exploding, I can't control it. I felt Mas Zaky's hand take off his arms and move to hold my cheeks. He put my face to look at her.

"Tan? Hey. wes. Wes, diem yo. I'm really wes g' mad. I was just so worried. Untunge I wes nyampek hotel iki pas Lani ngabari earlier.", he said gently as he wiped my tears and kissed gently each one of my eyes.

After a few minutes, my tears finally subsided. Mas Zaky never got up from my side. We were now half lying on the head of the bed with my head between his neck and his shoulders. He continued to gently stroke the top of my head. As I was lulled in the softness of his elusan and these eyes began to shut, Mas Zaky asked what Mas Damar's apology meant this afternoon. That made my eyes open wide again. The question is more powerful than a pot of coffee to ward off sleepiness. How is this, what should I say? I don't want to lie, it'll make her even more angry when she knows it one day. But if I told you I was afraid it would trigger a fight. My silence disturbs her desire for greater knowledge. He changed his position so that our faces would be aligned.

"Ono seng happened. Come on cerito!", he immediately guessed and urged me to tell him a story.

After a long silence, I finally decided to tell the truth. Starting from the arrival of Lani and Mas Damar as volunteers who will replace me because I will go home. I also said my intention to make my return a surprise had failed because of his arrival here. Then I told my debate with Mas Damar that led to abuse that he did but finally Mas Damar told me to leave after seeing me cry. Mas Zaky just kept quiet without interrupting as I told him, but the further I went to tell the angry look the more it became apparent on his face. And he couldn't hold it back when he noticed the blue bruises on both of my wrists.

"Subhanallah, Achaghfirullah. Damar can be like that to you" he said excitedly. Several times he took a long breath and exhaled it violently. "I g' iso silent ae know my wife is being harassed. I'm gonna take action. Astaghfirullah, Abaghfirullah", he continued, holding back his anger with beristighfar.

"G' mas, g' got. I g' want iki to be long. He's like that because g' iso controls the wounded zinc liver. He knew he was doing it wrong. Proven she wants to take me off" I said preventing her.

"You too! Iso-isoe you talk about grown men only two. G' watch out for you! Sloppy! Yesterday you seng ngingetin I because I left you just the same Damar. I just have the next room. Iki, even you sell zinc tents away from the crowd. You are the same as me spit itself!", he snapped at me without pause.

I'm appalled. Completely surprised. Because this is the first time Mas Zaky was so angry that he snapped at me. I was so surprised my mouth was locked, I couldn't say a word. His gaze was so sharp it could pierce my eyes. His jaw hardened and his eyebrows fused together. His good looks were still visible even though his anger was extremely frightening.

"Sorry, I know I was wrong. Haruse from the beginning he came I'll tell you right away. Sorry, I g' iso jogo trust you with Mas Damar talking just the two. I'm.."

"O Allah Taniaaaa! You think I'm seremeh? You think I'm angry just because Damar came to you! G' Tan's! I don't care if Damar finds you! I'm angry because you g' iso jogo yourself. I'm angry because you put yourself in danger. Good thing Damar isek iso aware. Piye if he g' subconsciously shrouded in anger and lust? You are as stupid as I am se Tan?!", he told me.

He then turned around to step outside, leaving me alone in this hotel room. I could only stoop languidly through all his words. Hopefully when he returns his anger will be gone.