Tease Om Om
The Arrival of Om Victor.

Victor's on his way to the hospital. Hearing Syafira crash he was very sad.

Along the way he keeps thinking about Syafira and keeps remembering what happened the last moments when they met one week ago.

Victor admits his guilt for having hung Syafira's feelings. And within this week, neither he nor Syafira tried to contact each other.

Yeah, honestly always remembered Syafira and wanted to contact her. However, he was preoccupied with preparing for his son's birthday. The man also had to keep his distance from Syafira after a warning from his mother.

“May you be fine Sya!” murmured Victor while stepping on the gas pedal drove his car at full speed. He was very worried about Syafira.

Twenty minutes drive Victor arrived at the hospital. He immediately headed to the treatment room of Syafira which was on the second floor. He missed Syafira very much, and never expected to meet Syafira under these circumstances. It really made him feel very worried.

Cklek.

Victor opened the door. Aleta and Arsyan are guarding Syafira. Both of them, looked tired and continued to observe Syafira.

“What happened to Syafira?” victor asked to see her lying weakly on the bed.

“His legs and temples were injured Om, earlier when he hugged me there was a car that hit me from behind,” explained Arsyan.

“Is he not aware yet?” the man looked at Syafira who was still silent. Even when he speaks in a high tone.

“Syafira is aware Om, he is asleep due to the influence of drugs,” Aleta replied according to what Arsyan said earlier.

“Then you two go home now, let me take care of Syafira. Tomorrow you have college!” send Victor to the two friends of Syafira.

“You can talk tomorrow with Syafira! Now you two go home!” Victor repeated his orders.

Aleta, pull Arsyan's rough hand. To get out of the room.

“Me and Aleta will go buy a quick drink Om, after that I will be here again!” said Arsyan who did not want to leave before seeing Syafira aware.

Victor sat on the sofa Aleta occupied. His two beads straightened his eyes at Syafira who was still fast asleep. The girl looked thinner than she had been one week before. Her fingers were flat and her hands seemed smaller than the last time they met.

The man looked up, then let out an annoyed breath. It seems he has made a mistake with Syafira. Huge mistake. If only he had not been too busy with the workers, and Xander's birthday would have been impossible for Syafira to go with Arsyan and he would not have been hurt like this.

“Beware Yes, I'm very worried about you!” he muttered as he grabbed the girl's hand.

Not five minutes before Victor sat down, he saw Syafira open her eyes, awake from her sleep.

The view of Syafira swept across the room. Then he turned to Victor, who was sitting beside him. He blinked his eyes and pinched his cheek slowly. I realized that this was real.

It turns out Victor wasn't just in his dreams. That man, the man he's been missing for a week. The man he had always waited for his messages and phone calls was now completely present and sitting in front of him.

The eyes of the two met. There is a longing, there is love, there is a sense that he must keep in the heart.

To be Continue.

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