
Ten days ago ….
"Doc, Doctor!" A nurse's voice sounded from inside the operating room. The voice that came suddenly and sounded panicked, clearly made the doctor turn his head.
"Doctor, jan-heart patient is beating back!"
The nurse's words instantly made the doctor go back inside in a hurry. Darion of course followed him, but the nurse held him back.
"Sorry, Sir. Inside is a sterile room. You can't just go inside."
But Darion doesn't care. He's still trying to get inside. His desire to see Zea was so strong. Luckily, Drax stopped his master's reckless actions.
"If you go in, it's likely that the lady's exposure to bacteria from the outside could put her in danger again."
Darion bowed, Drax's words were indeed true. If he went into a sterile room without any preparation, he might be able to harm Zea. In the end, he could only wait expectantly for anxiety.
Half an hour passed for so long, the door to the operation finally opened and the doctor delivered a slightly uplifting and painful message.
"I don't have a problem. Hearing that he had survived, was enough," Darion replied with flushed eyes.
"We'll move him to the room for a little while intensive in a minute. You still can't meet, until the patient's condition is completely stable" explained the doctor.
"But take it easy, you can still see the patient from the glass."
"Until when?"
"At least, we need 12 to 24 hours, sir. Please be patient, the patient will improve soon."
Zea was eventually taken to a special room, where she was able to get 24-hour monitoring. Well, at least until he's out of danger.
From the room he was placed, there was a separation glass that was half the size of the parapet. The glass became the medium through which Darion could see it occasionally for several hours. However, the girl was still unconscious despite entering the third day.
Until the morning of the fourth day. Zea began to slowly open her eyes.
A blurry look, slowly becoming clear. He began to roll out his eyes. Looking at the ceiling, the infusion hose in his hands, the uncovered curtains, the light from the incoming sunlight.
Without asking, he could guess well. He even recalled the incident before he was unconscious. Only one thing made him curious.
"How long has it been?"
Darion who had just exited the bathroom after washing her face, was immediately shocked. Finding the lover had opened his eyes, he ran over to Zea like a madman.
"Is there anything that makes you uncomfortable? Does your stomach hurt, huh?"
Darion started asking a lot of things while stroking Zea's forehead. The man's happy face was clearly visible, although there was a slight sense of worry that bothered him.
"How long have I been unconscious?" asked the strange Zea, for the wound did not feel so painful.
"Four days. You've been worrying me and worrying me for four days."
Darion put his forehead on Zea's forehead. Then gently said her feelings.
"You managed to get me to live in fear. I don't want to know, you have to take responsibility for me."
What responsibility?
What have I done?
Zea seemed confused when she understood Darion's words. He felt he had done nothing to make Darion up to that.
"What are you saying, Don? Get up and sit down. I can't see you very well!" pinta Zea to have Darion sit on the chair.
Darion did not argue, he raised his head, then sat down on the sofa while holding Zea's hand.
"Tell me what I've done to make you take responsibility from me" asked the curious Zea.
"Because of you, who almost gave up and made my world collapse. Because you, who have not been aware, even though the doctor has said that your condition is stable. Because you are …."
"Good, enough!" sidelines Zea who felt Darion became a little chatty.
"So, what kind of responsibility do you want?" zea asked straight to the point, not wanting to hear the man in front of him put forth a long protest.
Darion did not answer Zea. He precisely carved a sweet smile on his slightly aging face. Then kiss the back of Zea's hand gently.
"You have to live and take care of me forever" Darion said, staring at the two beads of Zea's eyes still lying in the gurney.
"Marry me, Azzalea Ottmar!"
"Live with me, be with me!"
...☆TBC☆...