Trapped in Love with Casanova

Storms

Maisya ran along the corridor of the hospital with a gasp of breath. The scale was so chaotic after knowing about the condition of someone who had made his heart upset.

All the hospital visitors' eyes were on him. None of them Maisya ignored. Maisya accidentally hit someone so strong that the person fell.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." Maisya only glanced at the person without any intention of helping him.

The man did not reply, Maisya ran away leaving the man alone.

Chequek.

Brak!

Maisya opened the door of the room painted white with rough until it hit the wall.

Maisya's steps were heavy as her eyes stared at someone who was asleep in a hospital bed with an infusion hose wrapped around her palm. It felt like just yesterday the man was in this kind of situation. Is this just an unreal mirage for him.

But all that seemed real when his eyes caught the figure of the man who a moment ago asked him to come to this place.

"W-is he why, brother?" asked Maisya stuttered. His eyes began to glaze over.

"Gue doesn't know, Shay. When I went to his apartment, he was like this. I don't know what happened to him" Arlan said. The guy looks fucked. Clothes that are usually neat now look fickle.

"So then, what is Zi's situation now?"

"You calm down, yeah. The doctor will be back soon." Maisya. Approaching the still-collapsed Zifran.

"Sorry, who's the patient's family here?" ask someone from the door. A man wearing a typical Doctor white suit looked at Maisya and Arlan alternately.

"I'm his best friend, Doc."

"I'm his girlfriend" Maisya said chiming in on Arlan's remarks just now.

"Look, Mas, Deck. After we checked in the lab, it turns out we found the presence of excessive sleeping drug content in the body of Mr. Zifran. And it can slow the flow of blood from the heart to the brain." The doctor explained about what happened to Zifran at this time.

Flashbacks.

A few days before.

After leaving the hotel, Zifran drove his car to the apartment. Trying to recall the fateful incident, but unfortunately he only made money when he took the stimulant drugs bought by the bartender. Then he was taken by a woman whose face was not very clear.

The rest, he was only able to guess what happened next. But after the woman explained, it was as if she was in a dilemma. Admitting their actions that night, even more so in lam influence of alcohol and drugs luknut the woman gave. It's certain they do.

When night fell, Zifran's eyes refused to shut. Though the drowsiness so spoiled in his eyes. But his mind never turned to the woman he had betrayed his love. It was as if the shadow of Maisya's disappointment was so clearly visible in his mind.

Until the morning before, Zifran was still faithfully awake. his eye circles blackened, the body felt lazy to do any activity at that time. Including going to the office. At around nine in the morning, Zifran decided to go to the hospital for a consultation about the state of sleeplessness that occurred to him.

After receiving a prescription from the Doctor, Zifran passed to the pharmacy to redeem the medicine.

Consultation already. Redeem the medicine as well.

Zifran left the hospital and returned to his apartment.

One second, Zifran was still awake.

Two seconds, still the same.

Three seconds, Zifran's eyes began to fade.

Four seconds, Zifran yawned

In a matter of five seconds, Zifran was already headed towards a peaceful dreamland. But the dream did not last long when the shadow of Maisya came back. And keep him awake until morning.

During that time Zifran always took sleeping pills so that he could rest and forget for a moment all that had passed, but damn, instead of falling asleep instead he even thought of the no-no. Even Zifran to count sheep, still his eyes do not want to be closed until a silly thought arises about his intention to take the medicine a few grains than recommended it might make him fall asleep quickly.

Sure enough, when 6 grains of medicine entered his throat, Zifran felt a very intense dizziness. Her chest feels tight. Cold sweat spreads throughout the body. His eyes were twitching. As much as possible Zifran remained conscious even though his body slowly decayed.

Flashback off

"Keep, how's my best friend, Doc?" ask Arlan worried. While Maisya, the girl was already crying stunned to hear the words from the Doctor.

"You don't have to worry Mr. Zifran is fine. Fortunately the dose he took was not too much. And right now Mr. Zifran is just fainting."

Arlan and Maisya heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the Doctor's long explanation. Maisya rubbed Zifran's pale face so gently, hoping that the man would open his eyes.

"Wait a minute, Doc. Did the doctor say sleeping pills? Why did Zifran take the medicine." Maisya turned to look at the Doctor standing beside her.

"Maybe he is currently in a stressful condition that causes difficulty in regulating his sleep patterns. Or maybe there's another factor that's the trigger."

"But it's not that the drug has to go through a doctor's prescription, is it, Doc?"

"really. And I confirmed with the doctor who handled Mr. Zifran yesterday and the doctor himself who prescribed it to him." Maisya just nodded in understanding.

Immediately the guilt appeared in his mind. Is this because he was too selfish some time ago to cause his lover's state like this?

On the sidelines of his daydream, Maisya is surprised by Zifran's voice calling out his name.

"See, sorry brother. Do not stay brother," he murmured Zifran softly with his eyes closed.

'I'm sorry brother. Because I'm you become a gini.' Maisya stroked Zifran's face gently.

"Pliss, don't stay in brother, Shay. You know you're wrong" raced Zifran. No tears the man was dripping down his cheeks. The man's hand clasped Maisya's. I don't know what's going on in his sleep right now.

"Dok, this is how. How come he keeps delirious?" maisya asked to make sure that Zifran was okay.

"That's a natural thing, Deck. It could be an expression of his subconscious that could not be controlled by Mr. Zifran. There may be a fear of loss, or a deep sense of regret. It's usually also triggered by stress and depression, or whatever it is that's always bothering her mind."

Now Maisya understood why Zifran was like this. This was because of her who had been indifferent and indifferent to him some time ago.

'Why is it all like this.' Maisya thought as she squeezed out her hand that did not hold Zifran's.