A Thousand Flowers
Chapters 23. Last Night Together

Ihsan frantically flicked through every curtain in the IGD room, looking for Izzah's whereabouts. And when he finally saw Rahmi stroking the head of a girl, Ihsan cried. His left hand was on his waist, while his right hand was clenched to cover his mouth so that his crying voice would not come out.

Ihsan wiped her tears with her fingers before approaching the bed where Izzah was still rolling, unconscious. Chests rumbling.

Ihsan was drifting in his mind. He didn't understand why he was so worried about Izzah.

“After Izzah was found, I felt happy. It's freaky. What's wrong with me?” ask yourself. His eyes did not even move from Izzah.

By nightfall, Izzah opened his eyes. Rahmi kissed her daughter's forehead, happy.

Ihsan called the doctor. The doctor examined Izzah.

“No need to worry, Mom. Just a light bump on the head, it's okay. The patient just needs rest. In two or three days, if there are no significant complaints, the patient can already go home”

“Alhamdulillah .. thanks, Doc!” Rahmi and Ihsan simultaneously thanked and thanked the doctor for the explanation.

After taking care of the administration, Izzah was transferred to the VIP room. Rahmi hesitates, but Ihsan insists on accelerating Izzah's recovery.

***

Rahmi peels the apple, feeding the small pieces to Izzah's mouth.

“Izzah can eat alone, Bun.” Izzah took the remaining pieces of the apple.

Rahmi puts a plate filled with apples on Izzah's lap, then inserts the knife into the nightstand drawer.

Ihsan came with a warm drink and some bread.

“Fill the stomach first, Bun! From earlier Mother had not eaten anything,” said Ihsan handed over the drinks and food she brought to Rahmi.

“Aduuh .. Mommy so very troublesome Nak Ihsan.”

Rahmi is more and more heartless to accept the kindness of her son's friends.

“Not bothered, Bun. I'm happy to do it.”

Rahmi smiled, then tasted the drink she received. Ihsan conversed lightly with Izzah.

At 19:35. Getting out of the car, Yudha immediately entered the hospital, carrying a parcel.

“Yud, wait dong!” Riris shouted and chased after Yudha.

Yudha ignored Riris' call. He half ran towards the VIP room after asking in the information section.

“Aish ... shit! I was left again.” Riris was irritated at losing track of Yudha. In a hurry he met the information officer.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Assalamu'alaikum ..” Yudha opened the door and stepped in.

“Wa’alaikumussalam ..” Rahmi and Ihsan turned.

“What's your condition, Zah?” yudha asked after greeting Rahmi and Ihsan.

He placed the parcel he carried on the nightstand.

Izzah finished his drink. Rahmi takes the glass in Izzah's hand.

“Alhamdulillah is much better,” replied Izzah while tidying up the tip of his slightly exposed sleeve.

“Tumben alone, Yud,” chirps Ihsan. Yudha understood Ihsan's intention.

BRACKET!

The loud noise shocked those in the room. They looked towards the door. Riris stepped in while rubbing her forehead. Immediately they held back a smile seeing Riris grimacing.

“Nah ... long life tuh son,” said Yudha rada ketus.

“Izzzaaah .…” Riris hugs Izzah

“You're okay, right?” riris asked while examining Izzah's body.

“Ah ... thank God you are fine,” he said when he did not find any injuries on Izzah's body.

Rahmi and Ihsan just smiled and shook their heads at Riris's behavior.

“Yang there is Izzah so why after meeting you,” said Yudha.

I don't know why Yudha always felt arrogant with Riris's behavior, when in fact Riris was a good and very caring child. Just a little bit of a sloppiness.

Riris swooning. He did not understand why Yudha had never been friendly to him.

“Did Yudha hate me so much?” riris asked in her heart.

“It would be wrong if I loved him?”

Riris looked at Yudha in despair.

“If you can choose, I don't want to fall in love with you either, Yud. But my heart was not willing to compromise. Until now still expecting you.”

Riris let out a disappointed breath. It is very painful to bear the burden of love clapping one hand.

“Yes pardon .. Yudha! It's sliced!. You guys want to swipe Izzah or want to ride a fight anyway?”

Ihsan's words startled Yudha and Riris. The two throw their faces at each other.

Izzah smiled amusedly.

“Do not-do you guys right mate nih.” Izzah was flirting.

“Really?” Riris' reaction was unexpected.

“I love you, Zaaah .…” Riris pinches both cheeks Izzah, squashy.

“Ouch! Pain know!” Izzah screamed in pain.

“Know will kayak gini, mending silent earlier,” scolding Izzah in heart.

MISTRESS!

Yudha felt like her heart was pierced by thousands of thorns hearing Izzah's claws.

instantly speechless.

Soon Rahmi confronts Izzah with her phone. Fadhil wants to see his sister's condition because he can't go home. For some time Fadhil and Izzah chatted via video call. Occasionally Ihsan and the others joined the roar, making the atmosphere more crowded with laughter. Izzah was amused.

Ten o'clock at night. Yudha and Riris pamit.

“Mother should also come home with Yudha and Riris. Mother looks very tired and sleepy. Let me take care of Izzah tonight,” Ihsan's advice when I see Rahmi has yawned several times.

“Mother is okay-a–” Rahmi wants to argue, but Izzah cuts her speech.

“Ihsan is right, Mother. Mommy better go home. Izzah does not want Mother to fall ill.”  Izzah patted the back of his mother's hand, assuring her he was okay.

Izzah glanced at Ihsan.

“You too, San. I have nothing left alone. There will be a nurse.”

Ihsan looked at Izzah expressionlessly.

“Alright if that's what you want. Mother will go home. But ... let Ihsan stay here. Mother does not want you why-napa.” Rahmi glanced at Ihsan.

“Pending Izzah Yes, Nak”

Ihsan's eyes glinted with pleasure.

“Ready, Mother!” Ihsan saluted.

MISTRESS!

Yudha's heart returned to a sense of sliced.

“Ah, if you know it will be this way, mending do not have to say goodbye earlier,” regret Yudha in heart.

He stepped out followed by Riris and Rahmi.

***

At 10:15 p.m. In the VIP room, Izzah was accompanied by Ihsan. For the first time Izzah was alone with a man in one room at night that late. Suddenly awkward atmosphere.

Izzah opened his phone, busying himself with reading articles about health.

Ihsan closed the door, then slowly stepped closer to the bed.

The deg! The deg! The deg!

“Why else is this?" Ihsan rubbed his chest that was pounding incoherently.

The closer he got to Izzah, the stronger his heart beat was.

“Am I so worried something bad will happen to Izzah?”

Ihsan turned his head, thinking hard.

“Aha .. of course so. We've been friends for a long time. Isn't it natural for a friend to worry about his friend?” Ihsan.

“True. That must be the reason why my heart can't calm down every time Izzah sees me. Especially since he disappeared. I'm worried because he's my friend. Right so.” Ihsan reassured himself.

BRUK!

Unknowingly Ihsan hit the chair beside the bed. Izzah. His phone almost fell.

“Sorry!” Ihsan hurriedly apologized. Wrong attitude. He sat down immediately.

“Old habit,” murmur Izzah, resume reading.

“Already night. Go sleep! Let's recover quickly.” Ihsan reminded Izzah.

Izzah looked up for a moment.

“Tanggung. A little more.”

Ihsan snatched the phone in Izzah's hand and placed it on the nightstand. Izzah glaring, protest.

“Continue tomorrow! Your health is more important,” said Ihsan in an intimidating tone.

Although irritated, Izzah finally lay down. He knew he would never win if he argued with Ihsan. Sometimes Izzah could not figure out why Ihsan could dominate him.

Ihsan tidied up the blanket at Izzah's feet.

“A good sleep. I'll sleep on the couch. Call me if you need anything,” order Ihsan while turning off the lights. Izzah gave a thumbs up.

Ihsan lay down on the sofa, rubbing his chest while exhaling a long breath.

“For a long time near Izzah, my heart could explode,” he whispered.

Two o'clock in the morning. On the sofa, Ihsan was agitated. He changed positions many times. However, they have not been able to fall asleep.

Ihsan loosened his tie, placed his left hand on his stomach, and his right hand on his forehead. He tried to close his eyes. Suddenly, he sat down. Over and over he heard like a whimper from Izzah's bed.

Ihsan put the ears wide, making sure that he did not hear wrong. Right, that voice was from Izzah's bed.

Ihsan immediately got up and turned on the lights. Izzah had a bad dream. Sweat flooded his forehead.

Ihsan sat down, took out a handkerchief and wiped off Izzah's sweat. Izzah was getting restless and crying. His mouth said an unclear word. His left hand was gripping firmly. His right hand was wild. His face was very frightened.

Ihsan immediately grabbed the hand of Izzah who reached for air. Grasping it tightly and gently rubbing it to calm Izzah down. Ihsan frowned to see Izzah's forehead wrinkled.

Morning greet. Izzah woke up when the dawn of Azan reverberated. He was surprised to see Ihsan fall asleep while holding his right hand.

“Why did Ihsan even sleep here? Did I have another nightmare last night?” Izzah wondered.

Suddenly Ihsan squirms. Izzah immediately closed his eyes. Pretending to be asleep.

Ihsan was also startled to realize that she had fallen asleep while holding Izzah's hand. Izzah still looks good. Slowly he let go of his grasp so as not to wake Izzah up.

Ihsan faithfully accompanied Izzah during Izzah's hospital stay. In fact, he did some of his work while waiting for Izzah.

Izzah went wrong. He wondered why Ihsan did that. When the doctor let her go home, Izzah was really relieved.

***