Tease Om Om
Arsyan's Threat.
“You're up?” victor asked breaking the silence between them.
He stared fixedly at Syafira trying to guess what the flickering of his eyes meant. If there is hatred or anger Victor will accept it. He was well aware that what he had done to Syafira was outrageous. Giving hope, but he was so cowardly to take risks.
“Why is Om Victor here?” Syafira turned. It is undeniable how much he felt disappointed in Victor he still could not get the man out of his mind even if only for a moment.
Syafira tried to straighten her body. With an injured knee he felt pain as he moved from sleep.
Victor saw the wound on the temple of Syafira. He was angry at himself. Fortunately only the temples and knees alone, if something bad happens to Syafira maybe he will not forgive himself.
Then Victor helped the girl to sit down. Syafira and Victor looked at each other up close, closer than ever. Close enough and getting closer.
Silent.
Victor dared not protest when Syafira ignored him. Observing closer and longer, but Syafira never looked at him.
"Syafira," called Victor as he grabbed the blue-eyed girl's right hand before him.
"Yes, Om," said Syafira choosing to look down rather than return the man's eyes. He was shy, awkward, and sick. While the heart and mind still always adored the man. Even worse, the man's name was imprinted in memory. It cannot be replaced easily.
“I'm sorry,” said Victor. Grasping Syafira's hands tighter. Forcing the girl to look at him.
“I'm sorry,”.
“I'm wrong.” That was all that came out of his lips. To cover up the anger towards himself that was too selfish. Syafira has no one but her. When he was angry not to ask the news, then Syafira would not dare to meet him. This was unthinkable to Victor before.
Shafira chose silence. The tears began to fall down his cheeks. Coinciding with the door open. Aleta and Arsyan stood at the doorstep. Stare at Victor full of sightseeing.
What the hell's going on? Why is Syafira crying? Is this because of OM Victor?
Seeing the arrival of his two friends. Syafira covered her face with both hands. Shame, showing so weak of himself at this moment. Yes, when he cries because his love feelings are unrequited.
Aleta chose silence not to dare to speak. Accusing and asking questions that are not with Victor is the same as suicide mengingau the brother who worked on the man. He doesn't have that much courage. Unlike Arsyan who considers Victor is his rival in winning the heart of Syafira.
Arsyan stared intently, he stepped straight towards Victor . There was no fear or fear at all.
"What did Victor do? Why is Syafira crying? Couldn't it be, Om Victor didn't make Syafira cry? Not only now, yesterday I also saw Syafira crying because of Om Victor" Arsya accused firmly in front of the eyes of the Om.
"Enough Arsyan! Victor is innocent!" sela Syafira's. Supposedly, Victor is angry because Arsyan has made him wretched.
"What is the heart of Om Victor made of stone! Lookie! When Om made him cry and grieve for days, Syafira continued to defend Om Victor!" arsyan protested in a louder voice than ever before. Very angry with Victor who always makes Syafira sad.
He alone, could do nothing to comfort Syafira. Yesterday, or now.
"Silence you are Arsyan!" Syafira began to get caught off guard with her big-mouthed friend.
"You two go home now! Let me settle this matter with Syafira!" victor Pinta.
Staring at Aleta and Arsyan alternately. I am tired of arguing today.
Aleta stepped forward. Forcibly pulled Arsyan's arm out of Syafira's treatment room.
"Let go! I'm Aleta, I have to tell Om Victor so he's not on his own! Who will help Syafira if not us!” arsyan's kekeh.
Then, brushed aside and walked back towards Victor.
"One more time, I see Syafira crying, Om Victor taking responsibility!” threaten Arsyan without the slightest fear.
"Well, why are you angry! The one who should be angry is me because you made Syafira fall and got a sewing wound on the knee and temple!" challenge Victor did not accept at the young man's threat.
To be Continue.
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