Your Heart and My Heart

What a Beautiful Morning

The wind blows the beautiful morning sky with the cold of the morning. I saw the phone screen and replied to a message, if there will be a group to do the task. In the afternoon one cloud was still a bit dim but did not want rain, until the destination I wanted other members. Because for so long I ordered food first because I was so hungry. Not long after, the members came and greeted each other. That's where we start discussing one by one the reports that will be done.

In the middle of the report discussion there was one friend who joked that said feelings to one of the members. But the friend's answer refused and was answered by his friend at night delivering luggage. If he doesn't want to be with her because he doesn't like it. But he said if someday we meet and mate how. My friend just fell silent without saying anything. Maybe he felt uncomfortable with the words thrown by him who likes. But instead the flowers just smile behind the veil, pretending to follow the atmosphere that afternoon. But no one knew that he had a calamity that hit the physical state of his body and heart. But he didn't say anything to the person, he just fell silent listening to their jokes. Following the flow of life, not long joking. We all continue with the report discussed, until the night we discuss, when the flower does not finish its gathering until the end. Because he had to come back, because it was dark. Bunga returned home first by saying goodbye to the other members except the young man because he went to do his duty as a Muslim.

So he didn't know that the flower had come home, like he was getting away from the spider that bound him. Silently like a rabbit that ran like the wind to dodge the gazes of others who saw.

On the way home the flowers stop somewhere quiet to be alone. But did not know he got a call from the hospital.if the rongsen results that had just been done by the flowers came out. If he suffers from heart cancer, which makes him shocked to hear it. After hanging up the phone, the flowers panicked in a cold night atmosphere without anyone knowing. What happened to the flowers at the time. My heart aches from sickness and wrath and my wounded soul.

On a cold night and tears welled up in my face, Suddenly the flower felt like it was spinning, which made the flower unable to endure the pain it was in. He fell limp to the ground, but he felt that someone was grabbing him so that he would not fall to the ground. She had also heard an obscure and equal voice,”mba...mbak.” That's what he heard, until the flowers woke up in the hospital bed. Faced with the two flower parents who saw him would be alarmed. Flowers just smiled, and said, ”I'm fine. Don't worry.”

His parents only reply,”Other times if you go home do not night-night, understand.”

Flowers just smile,”Iya. I'm just soy sauce.” after all the doctors came out to him,”Mbak did not tell his parents that you suffer from liver cancer.”

Bunga just shook his head,” I don't want both of my parents to worry. Moreover, they both are old.”

The doctor who treated him just followed the word pasain. Until the time he was allowed to go home the flowers still hid him. If he is suffering because of the pain he has. But he didn't want his parents to know he was sick.

Time after time he went through with the pain he got but in his salkit he kept a smile on his fake face. In his heart he said, "I am sick, but I do not want to be pitied by him who does not know me. Bairn him away with his happiness with the wind. I'll stay here with the white horse to pick me up."

Day by day he smiled, until one day he was in a meeting. The flower forced herself to come out on a cold night to meet the others. But he got that the location he had promised changed places. Flowers that feel upset about it, make his heart that is not good cough bloody and require him to rest in a place that is not a gathering place.

Other friends have gathered there. Many chats from friends who say where the existence of flowers, but flowers do not reply to the chat.

But without being trusted by his friend when the flowers had begun to recover, he headed for the second agreed place. There he heard the chatter of his friend who offended Bunga. From every word they said there was a word that cut his heart but he had to endure the pain.

Flowers did not meet them immediately but he went to the toilet first to calm his heart, so that his heart could calm down and not cough up blood anymore. After his heart had recovered he met his friend.

"Okay everyone, I'm sorry I'm late" said Bunga.

"Let's sit here" said Mei.

Flowers sat near Mei, while chatting normally. The flower asked the others, "So discuss anything when I haven't come."

They just looked at each other then Le, "Nothing Flowers have discussed yet. We'll let you come first."

Everyone says, "Yes."

"If there is no discussion, how about we just start what we want to discuss. Hunt tonight," said Bunga.

"May too" said the deputy.

Their conversation was long and winding into the night before the affairs of all the reports were completed on a starry and cold night.

But in the heart of Flowers that have felt bad, back hurt until one of his friends says, "The next time you come early dong let us not meet you. it's the night it's been."

Everyone stared at the flowers who knew that this was a trap they had planned so that I would pay for their meal. Bunga said nothing, he stood towards the cashier and paid their meal money.

"What it wants you guys, it's satisfied now" said Flowers who already knew their plans until the promised place was replaced.

After saying such a thing the flower left the two of them towards the parking lot. But halfway to the parking lot, Bunga coughed up blood again. But this cough makes the heart of the flower sick and the body of the flower feels weak. Because he didn't want his friend to know. The flower speaks to the parking attendant leaving the montorya, and she calls a gocar.  After he got in the car, and went to the hospital.

Unbeknownst to the Flower there is a shadow of the prince who always keeps an eye on the state of the Flower."Sorry mr. montor belongs to the girl who just entered the car where yes, I am his friend who wants to take his montor he was already telling me," said the prince shadow.

"That's the montor, and this is the key," said the driver.

The shadow prince went with the Flower montor while the montor he brought his friend. Following the car that the Flower was riding.