Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday to Me - 78

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Syifa is silent now. After Lena's departure, she's the only one in her room. The atmosphere of the hospital room where he was treated became silent, the silence became tranquilizing on him.

He remained silent for a long time until he finally decided to get out of bed. He took off the infusion hose attached to his wrist and without a second thought he immediately changed his nursing clothes with ordinary clothes.

He wears a sweater and deliberately covers his head that already has no hair anymore with the cover of the head, not to forget also with a black hat that tries to help hide his shortcomings that he experienced.

With a slow step, Syifa walked back and forth into the hospital hallway as her eyes stared in all directions trying to make sure that no one recognized her here.

And so did Dr Bryan?

She was afraid that Dr. Bryan would see her like this. Of course, Bryan's doctor would be angry if he saw it would come out of the hospital even more so with an infusion hose that he accidentally released and left it in the room of his care along with a pillow bolster that he deliberately put it on the bed.

And then she was covered so that when nurse and doctor Bryan walked into her room they thought Syifa was still there.

Sure enough, fear seemed to haunt him. Almost his heart stopped to beat like he was struck by lightning accompanied by his breath immediately stopping.

He was very surprised to see the figure of doctor Bryan who was talking with the nurse while stepping from a distance.

From here you can see them, they looked busy making Syifa who was so very afraid of being discovered quickly covered her face trying not to show her face to the figure of doctor Bryan who looks so very busy.

"Oh Allah, may the physician Bryan not see Syifa," he prayed.

She was really scared if Dr. Bryan saw her here. Answer what he will.

Upon arrival when Bryan's doctor was far away, Syifa immediately turned to look at the figure of Bryan's doctor who seemed unsuspecting to him and at that time Syifa did not waste time.

He immediately ran out of the hospital using the elevator door that brought him down to the first floor. When his foot had set on the outside of the hospital, Syifa was now very relieved.

This time he felt something different. The wind carried by a free place is not imprisoned by the hospital room that has always accompanied his days with boredom that always haunts him when he is in the hospital room.

Right now he seemed to have slipped away just like he was outside. There are so many people here and at that time Syifa's feelings today were really very happy.

He moved his legs so cheerfully towards the paved road of the hospital outside, so many vehicles passed there.

Syifa stopped her steps on the side of the road. He looked to the left and right looking at the passing vehicle. The place and atmosphere he always saw first but so much he missed as long as he was inside the house.

The simple thing that he missed so much even it felt like he was very longing to go to school with Lena on a motorcycle.

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Ting!

The sound of bells rang out as the door of a flower shop was opened by Syifa. Syifa stepped foot into the flower shop, the place where he always came to him every morning before leaving for school to buy a rose with a greeting card there for the father.

The aroma of neatly lined flowers and flowers that have been assembled are ready to be purchased to the order from various people who come from various directions.

There are many types of flowers available and the smell should make the senses of the reader feel so very refreshing. This smell was so much she missed.

He stepped his feet slowly, touching the roses lined up in front of him with a smile etched there. It's been a while since he came here.

"Good afternoon, Ma'am! Want to order some flowers?"

The voice of the question was heard to make Syifa who was so very cheerful was staring at rows of roses until finally he turned to look at the woman he always talked to when he bought roses in his shop.

When hearing the speech made the woman who owned the flower shop look to pull the two eyebrows that are interlocked as if staring confused at what Syifa had said.

"What?" ask him who does not understand.

"Yes, Mother. I ordered the roses as usual" he repeated.

"As usual?" his growing tan made Syifa astonished.

The woman had the flower shop staring from the tip of the foot to the tip of Syifa's head that was still covered by the hat.

"As usual? But it looks like Mommy never came to my store."

"Oh yeah?" syifa said a little nervously.

Now he just remembered if his appearance was now different and of course the woman who owned the flower shop did not recognize Syifa again who always came in every morning.

Was that drastic change really visible on his face so that this flower shop owner did not even experience it anymore.

"Oh, maybe I entered the wrong character," said Syifa who lied.

"Em, I want to order roses with a greeting card."

"Greeting card? Yes, please write this speech there!" he was the one who stuck out a piece of paper with a pen there.

Syifa smiled slightly. He grabbed the pen with his skinny-looking fingers as he wrote down a few sentences there.

The shop owner looked busy arranging some flower arrangements. Usually, the woman who owned the store always told me a lot as if they had been close for a long time but now the woman who owned the flower shop just fell silent.

Is it true that Syifa already looks so different than usual to the point of having a flower shop that does not recognize it.

"It's over?" asked the woman made Syifa stick a greeting card towards the woman who owned the store turned the paper staring at the contents of the writing listed there.

Until when he read the contents of the greeting card, the woman who owned the store frowned staring at Syifa's writing. The words look familiar no longer. He seems to have read something like this. This sentence is usually always written by the figure of a High School girl who always comes in every morning to give roses to the figure of her father.

"A stem of a rose and a sentence of greeting" said the shopkeeper and greeted with thin fingers belonging to Syifa who grabbed the flower.

His face looks so very serious as if to make sure and look fixed Syifa's face to make sure that the face he always saw was the same as the woman who is now standing in front of him.

"Thank you Ma'am," he said with a flat face and not long after he turned around the body making the head of the flower shop owner's woman move to look in which direction Syifa.

That voice, that voice was familiar to her ears.

"You're Syifa?" the voice was heard from behind making Syifa stop his steps.

He turned his body properly until he finally smiled a small smile making the woman owner of the flower shop so very surprised.

Yes, of course, the owner of the flower shop certainly did not expect if the thin woman was Syifa. A cheerful girl who always comes and orders flowers for her father.

Only a smile given by Syifa and after he continued to close the door produced a bell sound when the door was pulled by Syifa.

Syifa stepped away leaving the flower shop owner who could only be silent with disbelief as if she was haunting him.

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