The way I love you
110 Two Balloons
Vean and Erza arrive at the airport. Both went to the hospital right then and there. Vean doesn't want to waste time. To him—after all that incident—time feels very valuable, even in every second.
Vean did not care about his fatigue, the most important thing for him right now was to find Dhea as soon as possible.
"You ask, is there doctor Juna or not. If we ask a patient named Dhea, they'll say nothing at Bram's behest."
"Good, Sir."
Erza scrambled her hair, cleared her throat slowly and began to ask the information section.
"What time does doctor Juna practice today?"
"Doctor Juna has no practice today, sir. But tomorrow doctor Juna there's a practice from eight o'clock to eleven."
"All right, thank you."
Erza immediately returned to the place Vean was waiting for her in the car.
"How's it?"
"Miss Dhea is here, sir."
"Let's go to the hotel."
"Yes?"
The hotel? Doesn't this boss want to meet Miss Dhea? Erza asked in her heart.
They went to a hotel not far from the hospital. Vean rested his body for a moment, then went to take a bath.
The Jakarta
"Have you heard from Vean?"
"He's gone from Switzerland."
Mila looked at Fio who looked glum. As a mother, of course she did not want to see her child grieve like that.
"Take Vean there."
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Vean looks fresher than the previous one. The man took Erza to the hospital, and gave them a surprise. This time, he would make sure that they would no longer take Dhea away secretly.
Inside Dhea's treatment room, Juna rubbed the girl's hair.
"Are you very sleepy? Are you too tired to fight?"
"Are you angry that we took you away secretly and far away from Vean? Do you want to meet him?"
"Please, don't shut up, Dhea."
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Dhea is still sitting here. Do nothing, just look at the sky that looks very beautiful and calm the heart.
My sky is clear today
Dhea moved her hand upwards, as if she was painting something with her bare hands. He doesn't know why he's here.
All he felt, he was like he was stuck in this place just like that.
Wanted to the right, but it was like someone was holding his legs and hands.
Wanted to the left, but it was like someone was pushing his body.
What with sincerity will clear the way?
The wind doesn't make it cold.
The sunlight doesn't make it hot.
His fingers were raised, then he bent his thumb, ring and pinky, leaving only his index and middle fingers.
V
That's what he saw
Dhea held onto her chest, feeling an erratic thump. There is a longing in him.
But miss what?
He doesn't know who he is at the moment.
The way home, or the way away.
He doubted, had he not wandered, and he should have gone home.
Go back to the right place, to a place with no pain.
Dhea looked at the sky, looking like something was floating there.
Red and white
Dhea tried to reach him, but it felt very difficult to reach.
the two balloons were just hovering nearby. It's hard to get, but it doesn't want to stay away.
Maybe he can only reach for one of them?
