"Love Story" BELLE FILLE
CHAPTER - IV. Introducing with Hellen

Deddy's been hospitalized this week. As a friend I still visit him every day despite my busy search for news I continue to do. Today after I came home from the Embassy, I went straight to the hospital where Deddy was being treated. On the way I did not forget to buy fruit hands like bread and fruits for my friend. Soon I arrived at the hospital, and upon my arrival at the hospital, I headed straight to his room. "Sore...." My broom, "oh, you're apparently Rudi's mas." Deddy replied, "how's the coverage today?" Deddy asked, "i was just at the Embassy because there's something important I need to do there." Reply Rudi. "O, hope your days continue to run smoothly and your news coverage will also be aired every day." Deddy replied with a smile. "keep going, how are you today?" I asked, "Alhamdulilah, there has been a development," he replied with a smile, suddenly there is a greeting from the door. "Assalammu'alaikum!" There was a voice from the front door of the room, "wa'alaikumsalam," We answered together while looking at the door. It turns out that the family came from Indonesia Deddy. The arrival of Father, Mother and Sister made a tear break in this room. As a mother who saw her son was lying sick and the amputated leg made her tears unstoppable. Hik...hik...hik...! "Why can this be..." Mother's voice while being livened by her sobs. Seeing the atmosphere like this, I also begged myself to wait outside the room. "sorry, I just wait outside huh?" I said, "oh yeah, I'm sorry." Deddy said to me, "yes it's okay, go ahead, let me wait outside." Reply back.

Excuse them and step out of the room while walking leisurely I look for a seat in the hospital courtyard.

Oh, there was a long wooden bench in the corner of the room that no one was sitting there. I immediately stepped there and sat there waiting for time. One by one I saw people passing by in the hospital hallway, there were also patients who were encouraged to use wheelchairs, and some who were pushed on stretchers. When I was looking at everything around me, suddenly there was a woman wearing white clothes like a nurse. The woman seemed to be a European woman, with the stature of girls from the West in general. "Excuse me sir, may I sit here?" It's in English "Oh please miss!" My answer. After I allowed her to sit down without wasting any time then the Nurse girl immediately sat down beside me. I watched from the side and stole around to see clearly the girl's face.

Yes, this girl is so beautiful with brown hair and light brown eyes and a macaque nose make her so beautiful to look at. His hair was unraveling at length by being tied up like a Horse's Tail. "It turns out this bule girl is so pretty." I murmured in my heart. "Excuse me miss, are you a Nurse?". I asked him,"yea!"Brief answer. I just nodded my head to understand his words. "Looks like you're a man from Asia?" Apply back. "I'm from Indonesia, and where are you from?" Asking back. "I'm from France!" she answered with a sweet smile. "It turns out he's from France." I said in my heart. Then I tried to ask him again, "May I ask you something?" I said in English, "what do you want to ask?" the girl smiled, "what is the name of the lady?" I said, "Hellen!" he said, "oh, the lady's name is very good" I said, "oh, Thank you," he said, smiling, "if sir, what's your name?" Ask the girl back to me, "Rudi, Rudi Budiman!" I said, "oh Mr. Rudi," "it's good to know you," he said. That day we had a very serious conversation. The first time we met was also very familiar. The girl, named Hellen, is Twenty-Five and works at a Hospital in the French city of Lens. He was sent to Afghanistan as a humanitarian volunteer to care for and deal with war casualties from both the Military and ordinary people. She has been in Afghanistan for almost a year now and is very happy to be a nurse. He also had time to question my status and where I live here.

"do you have a family?" hellen asked, "he, I'm married and have two children," I replied, "why is the master here?" he asked again, "i'm visiting my friend, "yesterday, he fell victim to the war,"

"his leg has been amputated due to severe injuries caused by a collapsed building" I replied.

"i'm looking too!" the answer.

"pity him," I said, "what are your masters and friends in this place?" the girl asked a little bit, "i'm a journalist from Indonesia, while my friend is an employee at the Indonesian Embassy in Kabul" he said.

"O, you're apparently a Correspondent?, great...!" the girl replied, "Great?" greeting him, "he, a Correspondent is a brave man," "for sure the master is like that too!" said the girl. I was silent for a moment, as she said that, I tried to switch the conversation, "if miss herself, is she married?" I said to dismiss the question about my duty. "Not yet! I'm not married yet" she replied, "my life just keeps studying and working, so I forgot to think about having a boyfriend!" the answer. The momentary atmosphere was quiet, I just wondered inwardly about her, yet I was happy to meet her.

Almost an hour had finally asked him for permission to return to my inn, after I saw my watch in the hand had shown at 18:20, and the day had begun to twilight. Before I left, he didn't forget to ask for my phone number. I happily gave him my cell phone number and then passed from him to the exit of the Hospital after we exchanged phone numbers.

Now the speed of the taxi car that took me to my inn walked slowly. But for some reason along the way I imagined the face of Hellen in my mind.

A moment later the taxi car I was riding in reached the front door of my house. I immediately got down and paid the taxi fare and then went inside the house. Arriving home as usual, Fatimah always provides all my needs in the house, ranging from toiletries to dinner. Fatimah was a diligent woman, working happily. She's a friendly girl, rarely a gentle Afghan like her. During my time in Afghanistan, there were so many people here that I wanted to bring in communication, but they were all silent and gone maybe they were covered with strangers or people they just saw, he said, or because of a war conflict like this so they have to keep themselves by not too much to interact with new people.

After dinner, I immediately went to my desk, I sent some writing to my office in Indonesia. After summarizing all the writing for me to make news material and send it to the Office, I immediately rushed to my bed. The tiredness I felt all day. I have to move from one Government Office to another. After I laid my body on the bed my eyes still glared at the sky of the room.

For a moment I looked at Hellen's face.

"Why did the girl come into my memory?" Mumbles. Her seductive face really made me think of her. Beautiful and beautiful girl, with a good job and still young all that seduces my daydreams. I don't know why today I was able to meet a woman as beautiful as her. She was so very friendly, ah. "Hi...., why this self?" I ask myself to myself. It's so hard to keep my eyes closed. I tried to get out of bed and sit on the chair while lighting a cigarette fire. I sucked a cigarette deep in my lips. Slowly the smoke billowed out of the cracks of my mouth and nose. Sitting with eyes that keep glaring away and empty. It's hard for my eyes to close tonight. "Oh my God..., what's wrong with me?" I asked in my heart.

Time went on, until the cigarette I smoked became the last pull and then I threw it into the ashtray. I took a deep breath, calming my feelings. Then I got up and went back to sleep while I laid my body on a soft bed. While I was throwing away this feeling and the shadows I had in mind, I also closed my eyes slightly. Drowsiness was slowly coming towards me. I hope tonight I can sleep soundly and quietly so that I can wake up tomorrow with a healthy and fresh body. The night moon slowly began to be covered by the clouds and walked slowly towards the end of the world. Like me tonight who wants to sleep in a quiet dispute. The night was getting late, and I was actually in a silent contest tonight.