Badboy For Tiara
Worrying

Gio brought Tiara up to the roof, as Tiara continued to push. The man just silently looked at the wife who was following every flower that was on the fence, relying only on a wheelchair to walk.

No matter what Gio was feeling, his gaze was pitiful. Gio still remembered the flower filled with blood, Tiara did not say at all.

"Gio, why are you just staying there? Come here I want to take a picture with you," Tiara said with a smile, but did not change her pale face.

Gio sighed for a moment, then walked over to Tiara.

"Take out the camera, I want to take a picture with these flowers, and everything on this roof."

They often visited the place, but never Tiara asked for a photo. Gio, starting to pick up his phone taking portraits of Tiara as beautifully as possible.

"Gio, you also took pictures" said Tiara. Gio looked uninspired and lazy to take his portrait.

After taking pictures, they sat on the sofa. Gio continued to daydream without a word.

"Gio, I see your relationship with Revan is getting further, why? Is there a problem? I want to see you guys get along again. I don't want to because I made your friendship tenuous."

"Before you had my relationship with him was not good," said Gio coldly.

Tiara just looked down.

"Maybe I'll go, and before I go I want to see your peace" Tiara said.

Gio immediately looked over. His gaze was very cold. "You're not going to go." Gio said firmly. Tiara just smiled.

"I'm just saying maybe" said Tiara, leaning on Gio.

"The sun's rays are very stinging, but I don't glare at them." Gio was getting saddened to hear Tiara's words.

"Because the sun isn't facing you" said Gio, who held back the cries.

They returned to the room after Tiara was bored. Gio put Tiara to sleep on the bed enveloping her slowly.

"I want to go home" said Tiara.

"The doctor has not allowed. There's me here too, don't be afraid I won't leave you."

"I miss home, papa and mama. I want to hang out with them."

"I'll call mom and dad. Tomorrow they'll come." Tiara said with a smile. And then close your eyes.

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Revan came to the hospital, about to enter Tiara's room his steps stopped, when he saw Gio coming out, Revan was silent only when Gio looked at him.

They are now in the hospital garden.

"How's Tiara doing? I heard from a friend, today he saw Tiara coughing up blood, is that a danger?" revan asked and then looked down.

"I don't know if today Tiara coughed up blood or not. Tiara never told me," replied Gio who looked straight ahead.

"Today he asked for a photo, and asked to go home. He said he missed his family and friends. What do you have to say about all this?" Gio asked while shedding tears.

Revan just silently stared at the night sky above him. A drop of clear grain came out from the corner of his eye.

"We only hope in God, may we give healing to Tiara," said Revan still gazing up at the sky. Gio's getting sobbing.

A strong man can also be weak when he sees someone he loves helpless. I don't know what Gio and Revan are feeling, so I can't help but cry.

"What do you see?" tanya Gio scattered the Tiara reverie.

Tiara immediately turned her head, she smiled. "I remember the fireworks" replied Tiara. Then look back out the window.

"You want to light fireworks?"

"No. I just thought, if I get to the new year, I want us to do it again. Seeing fireworks in the middle of a bridge of love must be very beautiful, right?" tiara asked, but the woman's gaze was blank, staring far out there.

Gio speechless.

"Why If? We must have done it" said Gio coldly. "Stop saying if, maybe, and if. Don't be such a hopeless person, you'll be healed and we'll do what we want." Tiara simply smiled in response to Gio's words.

Gio was very upset, Tiara always said something as if she was dying. Now they just shut up.

"Do you not want to live? You're gonna give up? Your illness cannot be cured, it does not mean you will die. There's got to be a way and a cure, there's no disease that doesn't have a cure."

Gio said as he let out a long breath. Tiara just kept quiet while looking down not daring to look at her husband. Gio who had been standing before finally approached, touched the shoulder of Tiara, the woman looked up.

"What this morning you cough ...," said Gio restrained. Gio was unable to ask the thing that hurt Tiara.

"You don't worry, I'm just a regular cough. The proof is I'm still healthy, can still smile and talk to you. The doctor must be wrong, coughing up blood is not too dangerous. Like you said, I'll be healed."

The tear dam of the two equally broke, falling down the corner of his eye. Tiara could still smile but not with Gio. A husband who must fight for the recovery of his wife.

Soon Gio moved away from Tiara, turning his face away while wiping away his tears.

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Revan sits contemplating on the rooftop cafe. Rara saw him from afar, coming straight for him.

"Did you order coffee?" tanya Rara made Revan sober.

Revan turned to her, his gaze very cold and flat.

"Do you have a problem?" ask Rara again who is now sitting next to Revan.

Revan was still silent as he let out a long sigh. "So, I don't understand how I feel right now. I'm afraid of losing a friend" Revan replied.

"What friend do you mean is Tiara? You like it, right? Maybe that's why you're worried" Rara said.

"How do you know if I like it?"

Rara simply smiled in response to Revan's question, then looked up at the night sky as she said, "When I was in the hospital, I accidentally heard you and Gio talking," Tiara replied and then glanced at Gio.

"I'm sorry" he said.

Revan was silent for a second, his smile expanding. "Why are you apologizing? That is the truth. Even if I like it, but I won't take it. Tiara belongs to Gio, but .. I'm worried about her current situation" Revan said.

"Is the situation getting worse? Is the pain severe?" ask Rara. However, Revan did not say what happened to Tiara.

"We pray that Tiara will heal quickly." The answer Revan gave did not dispel Rara's curiosity..

Rara wondered what disease Tiara suffered, until it continued to be thought all the way home. Rara did not focus on controlling the iron horse, until at a crossroads. Rara continued to run her bike when the red light was on.

The sound of a horn sounding disperse his daydream, Rara immediately regained her senses and turned to the source of the voice.

"A ....!"