Love and the Past
The Part 110

"Finally you wake up too Sal, I'm sad not to have a friend gibah." Alana immediately hugged the body of Salsa who was still lying down.

"So you're sad, aren't you because I'm sick? But sad because there are no gossip friends?" salsa protest with a manyun lips made the others laugh, even the man who was monitoring from the CCTV came smiling.

"Well what else, really," replied Alana, though she was really sad.

"Ngapain lamented me like that? I'm not sick." Salsa didn't want anyone to pity her.

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a joke," Alana's lips rolled her eyes.

Salsa's smile had all her friends coming, There were Inti members as well as Giani and Alana. The other friends had already left including Rio who was first there when he woke up.

"Who are you from?" ask Alana.

Salsa dodged, her manic edge fixed on the door waiting for someone.

"Azka no business, jerk also come."

Is Azka still mad at me?

"Mother is healthy, my boss is like a madman" Rayhan said.

"Huh?"

"Ray!" scold the other.

Dito, Ricky, and Samuel pamit first because there are needs of each, leaving Alana, Giani, Rayhan and Keenan.

Salsa notices Giani and Rayhan on the sofa. Giani sat on the left end, and Rayhan sat on the right end like a hostile boy. He looked at Alana

Understanding the desire of Salsa, Alana moved, took a seat on the sofa shifted Giani to the middle. "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep" he said.

The sensitive Keenan sat down, pushing Alana's body until Giani sprang to embrace Rayhan for fear of falling. Behind his back, Rayhan brandished his fingers at his friends.

"It's a good thing I caught it" said Rayhan, smiling as he wrapped his hands around Giani's waist.

"Gue doesn't need to be caught, you" move and then sit somewhere else.

Salsa laughs at Alana and Keenan's pranks.

The room was quiet again after everyone left. Salsa did not get tired of staring at the door, hoping Azka came to see him. He turned his pandagan out of the window to the scorching sun that was soon dimming. Recalling Alana sebulum's whisper home, Salsa grabbed the phone on the nightstand and called Azka.

The first call was answered by the man

"Did you call me?" azka asked flatly, but her gaze focused on the monitor screen watching Salsa.

"Where's lo? I miss the same Ka. You want to spare my time, right?"

"Gue's busy, lots of business!"

Salsa's sobs began to sound, with lips trembling. "Can I buy you an hour? I'm afraid I can't see you anymore" said Salsa.

Let alone an hour, 24 hours of my time.

Azka closed her eyes, and her heart ached at Salsa's request. Not wanting to make Salsa drop, Azka visits the girl's nursery.

Azka opened the door, put on a flat face, sitting beside the brangkar where Salsa smiled welcoming her arrival.

I know you're waiting for Azka. Just call, maybe he was embarrassed to meet you, considering all his treatment lately, he also blamed himself for the disaster that befell you. Since she fell into a coma, Azka has never been absent from the hospital, and she will leave at school.

He's not busy at all. You know, now he's watching you through CCTV, trust me.

Salsa smiled considering her conversation earlier with Alana. Azka did not change, always jaim in front of her, pretending to be firm, ignorant, but her heart was very soft and now fragile.

"Why?" Azka sok cuek sitting next to the cage. If I may be honest, he wanted to hug Salsa's body.

Salsa forced herself to wake up helped by Azka. "Can I hug you?"

Azka budging. "Gue has never been angry with you, and this is all misfortune, not anyone's fault."

"Ashka ...."

Salsa climbs as Azka hugs her tightly. Elusan Azka in her hair so gently calms the soul and brings comfort.

"Gue is not papa. Wiry up! I am now healthy, the oxygen hose is broken again on the loose after I can breathe well.

Azka sobbed in Salsa's arms, her tears drenching the girl's neck. "Gue kangen lo Sal. Don't even think about leaving me first."

"That's not gonna happen Ka, I'm gonna be right next to you." Salsa was about to wound his wound but Azka seemed reluctant to let go.

...****************...

Don't forget to leave a trace, and thank you for your support😘