When That Sense Is Present

38. The situation turned around

There were tears dripping.His mouth was softly shaking calling Antyka's name. Her chest was very sick watching everything. Antyka's picked up a handsome guy. Alif recognized the figure, Adoptive sister Antyka. Long time ago he had hoped Ibra could make Antyka happy. Now it's really time to watch them together like a family. Alif's heart was felt in the explosion, the explosion was unresponsive.

Mike held Alif's shoulder tightly. His fellow men understood what Alif was feeling. Mike used to be so desperate when he was on the run by the Lira. His heart was shapeless. He was depressed and had to take medication for some time.

" I told you once, Lif. I don't want you to feel what I've been through"

" Sick Mike"

"There's still a chance Lif, according to my informant, they're newly engaged. But.they are preparing for their wedding day in the near future"

"I have to what?"

" I see Antyka still has deep feelings for you, There's no harm in you trying. You have the Light, he can help you "

" I'm not a cunning man like you. Use your son Jefrey to bring Brother Lira back into your arms"

"I don't care. To me love must have" Mike smiled cynically

"I grew up in eastern culture, our feelings are more subtle. Different from you who come from the west"

"I love Lira, Lif. I can do anything for him. You know that"

Mike, what a cold, horrible guy. Alif is not out of thought, a man like this can bend his knees with his older sister, lira. Alif and Mike and his family also left the restaurant, followed by Antyka and Cahaya.

***

The streets were still very jammed, the boisterous horn of impatient people made even more chaotic. Alif tried to close his eyes. But the ill-fated noise and the hot air made him even more agitated .

Not usually this hour the streets are jammed badly, this is not the hour to go home from work. There must be some unexpected happenings ahead. There was a police voice calling for the riders to be patient. There was an accident in front . then for a while, finally Alif's car began to move.

When he arrived at the hospital parking lot. Alif saw the crash victim enter the ER room. There are already many doctors who handle. Step Alif moved towards there.maybe its existence can help a little.

Alif stopped between the bustle of patients and medics. His eyes were fixed on the victim who had not been dealt with. A woman whose clothes are full of blood. Alif is approaching.

His heart seemed to stop when he recognized the woman who was still sitting waiting to get treatment.

"Antyka...., why are you, your clothes full of blood?" Alif lifted Antyka's body into the cage without waiting for a response. Alif scissors Antyka's sleeves full of blood as well as the stomach area.

"Sir Alif ..stop ...stop me is okay" Antyka was shocked and suddenly he was lifted and laid in a cage. He recognized this man, Dr. Alif .

" You hurt Antyka, I have to clean your wound. Bret..." for a moment Alif was silent there was no wound on Antyka's arm. All he found was beautiful clean skin. Alif turned his face. " Where is the blood coming from?" lirih Alif regretted, He had torn Antyka's clothes.

"From the accident victim, I'm taking the injured boy and bringing him here"

" Are you right, papa?"

" Yes"

" I'm sorry Anty"

"Then there are people talking about it in the first listen. Directly play to tear people's clothes" Antyka sat down and came down from the cage while holding her scissored sleeves.

" Come with me, there's clothes in my room"

" I forgot this is your hospital, if I knew I wouldn't have brought them here" Antyka said

" Is that what you hate about me Anty?"

Silence shrouded, Antyka was about to walk out of the room. But Alif prevented it. he did not want others to see what he had made.

" Don't go out wait!" Alif's voice was as firm as ever.

Antyka looked up. "That man never changes, I love to rule my life. I'm no longer his wife what does she care?" Antyka still stepped out but Alif clasped his hand.

" You want your aura to be seen by many people?. Wear this suit to cover it up" Alif took off his suit and put it on his ex-wife's little body. " Now come with me"

"Let go, I don't want to go with you" Antyka said. Alif seemed to be deaf as hard as he could, dragging Antyka's arm to follow her step out of the ER room.

" Get in" Alif said as they stood in front of his private room. Antyka can only stare nyalang.Didn't like the action of Alif.

"No want"

" Get in" Alif kept forcing Antyka into the room. Although Antyka's thrashing still can not match the strength of men.

Antyka's already in Alif's room..

the door of the room was locked.

" What are you doing ?" there was a bit of fear in Antyka's mind.

" It feels like we're getting more familiar Anty. I'm you.., the right choice of words" then Alif laughed loudly. "But I'd rather you call me Mr. Alif, that sounds more polite"

Antyka tried to open the door, even she kept making noise to get Alif distracted and let go. This guy is crazy, apparently. But alif did not bother him at all. The man kept typing something in the phone.

Half an hour later Antyka was tired. Finally he sat down on a chair and turned his back on Alif while continuing to grumble.

" What do you mean keep me here?" antyka's voice began to calm down.

" No, I just want to help you"

"Help what? you're not helping at all, it's holding me back. I need to get back to my place of work"

" Wait a minute maybe fifteen minutes. You can do anything here" explained Alif without caring what Antyka felt.

"Anty...," call Alif sad. Antyka turned to her "Are you going to marry Ibra?"

"Yes, I'm getting married to Ibra's sister, in two months"

" Do you love her ?" Alif looked inside

" He's a good guy, why not?"

Alif smiled with a sick feeling, hearing Antyka's reply. "May you be happy Anty"

" Thank you" said Antyka Acuh he still turned his back on Alif, looking at his watch again. "How long are you planning to keep me here?"

"Until I finish helping you" Alif said as he opened the door and someone came to hand over a sizable paper bag. "Go take a shower and change clothes there" Alif pointed to the bathroom. " I've prepared all your needs" Alif handed the paper bag to Antyka.

" I don't want to, I just want to go home"

" You still feel at home with me? Whatever. I'm just happy. If you want to leave quickly, follow my orders"

" I guess you've changed, but it's still the same as a man who likes to force his will"

"The longer you're here, the happier I am. Look what you look like, Antyka? dirty and fishy smell, your clothes are also torn. It is noon, you must worship in a holy state. Still want to argue? I don't have a problem, or do you want me to take a bath?"

Antyka thought the sooner to leave this place, the better.

" It's done?" alif asked when he saw Antyka who was fresh after bathing.

" Now open the door I want to go home now"

'' What, brother Ibra, did you pick you up?"

" No, I'm going home alone"

" Let me get a driver to drive you"

"I'll bring my own car, don't"

Alif was silent with Antyka's reply then let Antika out of his room after he opened the key. Antyka stepped out with a dirty shirt in her hand. Just a few steps he walked...

" Antheka...." Alif called back. Reluctantly Antyka turned back around." I miss you so much" said Alif as he stared at her.

Antyka was silent for a moment. Alif's words made his chest again throb unnaturally. Feelings of disappointment, pain but also happiness when the man he has been calling in every prayer of his prayer longing.

"Sir Alif.we are over." Antyka said as she tearfully. He left Alif despite the man still calling. Antyka was afraid her feelings were getting flared up and flared up again, she decided to end it.

" Antyka..is it too late?" yelled Alif tight. But the steps of Antika are getting firmer and away. Alif went back into his room. Sitting alone. " I shouldn't have hurt you again, Anty. By telling you how I feel. I can't help myself. Sorry to bring up our past. I've been grateful to have Caya from you. I shouldn't be greedy"

Antyka momentarily calmed down inside her car. Removing the falling clear grain. His heart became fragile. " This feeling confuses me, Mr. Alif. I should no longer cry when you say miss. I used to wish I could see you in good looking and healthy. I thought it would make me happy and okay. But my race is hoping for more, our circumstances are different, this time I'm the one who has to leave you. I hope you can be happy"

Antyka pushed her car ashore. Arriving at his office some of his staff looked panicked.

"Bak Antyka doesn't papa? sukurlah, Ibra called to the office several times because Anty's mobile phone could not be contacted"

" I'm fine" Antyka said as she sat down.

"Mbak Anty called Ibra, she was worried. He said on the road that used to be passed there was a consecutive accident"

" Oh yeah, I called Ibra first"

Antyka opened her phone, lots of missed calls from ibra, Luthfi also her mother. Antyka typed a message on her phone on some of the people who had contacted her out of anxiety.

Antyka will call Ibra, informing her she is fine. Only a moment after the message was sent, Ibra was already in front of Antyka.

"Sir Ibra ..."

" You're making me anxious half to death. I can barely breathe Anty" Ibra looks angry.

" I'm sorry, Mr. Ibra, Anty helped the accident victim. Anty took them to the hospital. It just so happens that Anty's car is nearby"

"You have a cell phone, why not contact us first. At least, if you don't remember me yes mama, Anty"

"Sister Ibra.." Anty was slightly offended by Ibra's remarks. It was always that the man acted as if Antyka did not take it.

"I cape brother Ibra, there I help people, not going to play. It is better for Ibra to return to Ibra's office. I want to rest first. We talk again at dinner like we promised yesterday" Antyka who is tired of her body and emotions. It no longer had the energy to quarrel with Ibra. Better he just go.

" We should talk instead of you leaving, Anty"

" What do you say again? I help people who are in accidents . There I even forgot about myself. I panicked, thinking how they survived and quickly got help"

"You don't understand how I feel, Anty. I'm freaking looking for you here and there" too"

" We've met, brother Ibra. Brother Ibra see for myself I'm fine. What else is the problem? I'm sorry I forgot to call anyone, is that enough? I really appreciate the anxious brother Ibra. I thank you for your brother Ibra loving me"

Ibra was silent with Antyka's explanation, He let Antyka pass. Maybe his attitude is outrageous, he admits it. Ibra loves Antyka too much to be excessive. Then he decided to go back to his office. Antyka promised to see him at dinner tonight.

" Has Ibra gone home?" antyka asked one of her employees.

" It's mbak. Kasian mas Ibra, it looked so lethargic"

" No papa, we'll see you later too'

Antyka continued her activities again. Although today his feelings feel mixed uncertain.

**

At seven o'clock Antyka was getting ready with a beautiful evening dress. He hopes his appearance can make Ibra feel better. Caya was fascinated by Mommy's appearance. The boy repeatedly said he wanted the same dress.

" Momy, Caya wants rich clothes to have momy"

" Yes, tomorrow momy make a small size. Special for Caya"

" Mommy's promise"

" Hm"

The sound of Ibra's car has been heard coming into the courtyard of the house.

" Caya, dad's coming. Please tell Dad to come in first. Momy's gonna wear a sepa..." Not finished talking, the little girl had run to see her father.

"Dad said momy sat down first, Momy's done soon"

" Well, will Caya come?"

" No, said momy, Dad and momy want to meet a client. Dad and momy work, so Caya at home just study, same Oma" said Caya while sitting on the lap of spoiled Ibra.

Mama Ajeng meets Ibra and brings Caya inside.

" We're leaving now, brother Ibra?"Antyka's voice surprised Ibra who was playing mobile while waiting for her arrival .

" Aty, you're so beautiful" Ibra always stared with an adoring look. Ibra immediately took Antyka out after saying goodbye to mama Ajeng and Caya.

" Thank you for coming with me. Actually I'm afraid you're still mad about it this afternoon" Ibra said while driving her car.

" Sister Ibra, I'm sorry for what happened this afternoon. I was wrong. I will remember. Next time I won't do it again. I didn't mean to hurt Ibra's sister"

" Forget Anty, I'm the one who should apologize. We're enjoying tonight, yeah"

"I should be thankful that Ibra loves me and worries about me. I'm the selfish ..."

"I can't see you getting hurt, Anty. In my mind it's just about you. I want to be where you lean. I will be there when you want it. I love you..." The sky was still star-studded, as the wind blew through the night. Their fingers are linked to each other. It's a million hidden feelings. Beautiful because sincere.

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