UNIVERSES

Epilogues

The tangled thread that had been intertwined between these four hearts began to fade. It becomes a single red thread that binds the two little fingers of a pair of hearts.

Desta ran in a hurry after getting out of his car. Looking at the big apartment building. His steps came to a halt in front of a door, he quickly typed in a few digits and then barged in.

Still with a white coat attached, the man now entered a room. He stopped with a gasp of breath as soon as he saw the mound of blankets on the bed. With a slow step he approached her.

"And I told you, proper work. So it hurts, right?" Hearing the voice of the lover's baritone, Sema grabbed the blanket. His pale face was instantly visible with my eyes.

"Well, who do you know?" She asked Sema in a weak voice.

"Home." Answer Desta.

The young doctor now opened his bag looking for a stethoscope to check on the state of the lover.

"When I told you Haru made them." He let Desta do the examination. In the heart of cursing the friend at once now served as his boss in the office. Time passed by unnoticed.

"It's gonna get worse, it's a typhus loh symptom." Desta said seriously. "Well eat?" Ask Desta. He believes he has not remembered Sema seems to have not moved from the morning.

The small pan made Desta snort in annoyance. "Just like that, work hard until you forget your own health." One thing I realized. The more you get to know Desta the more hidden the side of the man is.

"My girlfriend's a doctor." Sema said with a smile. It won't work for Desta. "Keep that your boyfriend's doctor can you get sick every day?" Sema fell silent, lost when arguing with Desta.

"If you're just here to say something, I'm back to work there." She covered herself back with a blanket. His head was dizzy once, not to mention his high body temperature. The feeling grew more sultry when Desta turned off the air conditioning.

"Don't be obeyed." Sema protested while shaking off her blanket. Desta did not care, he took off his white coat before hanging it behind the door of Sema's room. The man took the AC remote with him out of the room.

"Desta~" No authorization, free of charge. The doctor if he has acted will not be refuted.

A few minutes later someone came back in to make Sema who was playing mobile phone turned her head. The phone in Sema's hands was taken without Sema having time to dodge. "Back Desta." Just like the AC remote, Desta kept the phone so Sema could not retrieve it. "Didn't play HP?" Desta asked, he carried a tray that was definitely filled with porridge. It can't be rice Padang.

"I don't want to mastiin my work there are ngehandel."

"There must be, a big company like Radhika Group is not likely to be abandoned. The director is an S3 graduate." Desta started preparing some medicines that he had just bought from the pharmacy. If he had told me, the doctor would not have been able to fight.

Desta handed over the first bribe containing the white porridge. Just looking at him made Sema turn away. His stomach was agitated at the thought of him swallowing the porridge. "No way, just want to pecel." Sema did not forget after that covered her mouth with her hands. Desta sighed. "Later to buy it while healed, now eat first, can not eat spicy-spicy." Shema increasingly aggressively closed her mouth, shaking her head so that Desta could not feed the porridge to him.

"It's like vomit, don't want it. She wants a serious pecel, baby girl who asked." Desta rounded his eyes for a moment. Surprised by the word kelewat jahil from Sema. Fortunately, Desta came alone, if with the Mama could be tomorrow immediately told to justify Sema. Sometimes Desta is confused, Sema is illegal from the side of mana?

"Don't be weird Sema, you're eating spit."

"Desta, I want pecel. The cab is reduced, from three to two and a half."

"Nonsane." Mumbled Desta

Sema knitted her brows. "What did you just say to me?"

"When?" Ask Desta.

"No eating point."

Sema turned her back to Desta. No matter how much Desta called out to him. Feeling paled, Desta finally stood up. Sighing in rough breath.

"As much as you are."

Sema feels the change in tone of voice from the lover. He turned around quickly, holding down Desta who wanted to leave.

"This is it." Sema said.

"Don't you want me here? Your goal is to hide if you get sick again so I don't come here, right?"

Sema shook her head quickly but then lowered her head. Right, but that doesn't mean Sema won't meet Desta. He just didn't want his girlfriend to worry about him.

"Don't let my sense of the same you're diminished because you're the one who hides like this."

Shema looked up, slowly her hand grip loosened. "Desta's angry?" Sema Lirih.

"You still have it?"

"Sorry."

Desta sighed.

Like being hit by a sudden attack, without warning, Sema's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment. Staring at Desta who seemed to be very angry. He said he was tired? Even after five more years together?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sema is no longer able to defend herself, she is just confused to defend herself how, so far Sema thinks Sema is a lot of trouble Desta.

"You never obey Me, you're always selfish and you always make me worry."

"For a long time tired. I think we're just going out here."

Rounding his eyes, he held back Desta's arm tightly. "You're kidding me, right?"

Desta. Sema looked at Desta in disbelief.

"Desta answered dong!"

"No, I'm not kidding. Five years we're dating. It's enough until here we're dating—" Desta's breath roaring.

"—Sema, Let's get married."

She froze looking at the laughing Desta. Slowly he backed off. "They?"

"Desta just go home there." She covered herself with a blanket. His face flushed red, the sobbing still sounded making Desta somewhat feel guilty. "Hey, don't cry dong."

"Darling?"

Sema shook the noisily. He pushed the blanket over his body to cover it. But what was the force when Desta's more powerful force pulled the blanket down. Then pull his lover to cuddle. Poor kids are made to cry.

"I'm serious, Let's get married. I'm tired of worrying about you. Let's keep married together. You quit your job. I'm well established to make your life equal ten children is enough."

Bughhh.

Sema hit Desta's back even though it didn't have any effect. She was so scared that Desta said she was tired of him. Apparently lied. Upset but relieved.

"Jawab dong dear."

"What darling? Five years of new dating now calling baby?" She hid her face in the chest of the beloved's field. It doesn't feel like five years have passed so quickly.

"So all this time want to not call baby every day?"

"No, it's weird that Desta."

"What a weird thing, baby?"

"Geli yah, would puke."

Desta chuckles. Feeling Sema's hot body temperature running all over her body.

"So you want to?" Ask Desta.

"You!"

Desta smiled again. During the dating, Desta used a lot of expressions. Not flat like before.

"Chealing is marriage." Desta said as he broke their embrace. He took porridge on the nightstand.

"Desta!"

"Why? Want to make a kid now? Not ah ntar if it's healed, make ten also come."

Bugh.

Desta again got a pillow throw with affection from Sema.

"I Love you, again."

"I love you too, again."

The two laughed together again. After all that was passed, the destiny of God brought those who originally walked on different paths to hold hands through the gravel and the bend. A simple love story that ends rightfully.

Universe.