
...Sometimes what we say is not necessarily in the same direction as the heart. Because not everything has to be revealed....
Throughout the hallway it was only silence that hugged the two. No word comes out after a stale introductory base session that both do. Although not sitting in the same chair, the awkwardness that the girl felt was very thick. Even though the middle-aged man looks relaxed playing his game. Glancing at the wrist watch that already shows four o'clock over fifteen minutes. Turning to look at the door of Miranti's room that drowned the two teenagers a moment ago.
For a long time, they did not know there was a father outside what? Inner Zoya.
The annoyed face changed not when a man dressed in Jaz Doctor smiled at him. Then with his leisure sitting next to Genandra. Shit, one person increased. Maybe he's just a statue there.
"How are you?."
Zoya glanced from where she was sitting which was only about four meters away from the two adults. Genandra smiled obliquely, and after the sound of Doctor Zoya's unrecognized ruckus was heard.
"Not conscious yet?."
Zoya did not hear a reply after a long time the doctor asked. Ah, he's like eavesdropping on a conversation. How else, the distance between the two was close enough - did he have to pretend to be deaf? Or go from there?
"I told you, don't be too forced. The beginning of all this is also from the ego of both of you."
"So you mean this is because of me, is that it?!."
Genandra's voice is a little high. Regardless of what the same generation of adults talk about, Zoya is just a listener who unintentionally hears well. Although he tried as if he did not hear by opening the novel book he just bought yesterday. Because the doctor was always looking for a chance to glance at him. Really, he wanted to quickly leave that place now.
"It's not like that. I'm so sorry for your wife."
"Yes, it's up to you."
"It's a good idea if you haven't been counseling for a long time."
"It's better, it's not necessary."
"What okay. I know you still like to take everything to the twins."
In that instant, Zoya turned her head as the conversation leading up to the twins caught her attention. But after that he smiled clumsyly not when he met the doctor. Ah, just want to disappear rather than be ashamed. Look at the doctor's gaze that makes Zoya's heartbeat hammer. Is it just his feelings, why does the Doctor read his mind through his eyes?
He slightly nodded his head, then looked back at the row of words he only saw without reading them.
"Who is he?" whispered the Doctor who Zoya could still hear.
"The twins are friends."
"Where do they want to be?."
"In dalem."
There was a moment of silence before the doctor's voice came back. "I heard, they left the house?."
The sound of Genandra's rough breathing has proven that it is indeed true. "Dra, I've told you so many times. Do not be too desperate for the two of them, they are still in the transition to adulthood. You can't make them follow your will, they have their own choices."
Nothing Zoya heard afterwards. However, the gentle voice of the Doctor was again heard.
"You're like you've never been a teenager. In the past, who likes to mengedumel if told this is the same as your parents? Who's Dra?...You right?!."
"It doesn't feel good, does it Dra? Though you yourself do not like what is chosen the same Nyokap Bokap."
"Same, just like they're experiencing now. Moreover, I know the nature of the two is different. Do not think that Vero has been obedient to you it does not carry its own burden. Mentally Dra, mentally he may have fallen slowly."
Not both adults realize, there are three teenagers who just remain silent with all their thoughts whipped.
"I used to say the same to you, right, make them free but stick with the direction from you. Don't take the wrong path either. They are still unstable Dra, if you are very authoritarian, I am afraid they will be reckless too and will not hear your words again."
"It's not that I don't know your condition right now, but all of us meet again. Otherwise you won't come for counseling."
Zoya slightly turned her head, wanting to see the expression of Genandra from earlier who was just silent did not reply. Dan, right...Genandra just stared blankly ahead. Either he hears well or he doesn't.
"Oh yeah, good talk for them to come home. Or I'll have to intervene against them."
"Once again Dra, they still need the affection of parents. I know you love them as much as you love Fadil, but from now on - change the way you are Dra! Explain the past, look ahead. Don't let you regret it."
After the remark was finished, Zoya caught the move the Doctor stood up. Before his neutrality met again with a stern face Doctor who began to step towards him. And it made him nervous.
"Whose name are you?."
Damn, why ask? Ah Zoya is not the type of person who is supple, look now the situation is getting stiff with a clumsy smile as well as her two eyes that move violently.
"Zo-Zoya Doc."
The doctor was a beard. Before leaving, the middle-aged man let out a few words as well as a double pat on his shoulder. "If you want to talk or talk, just come to this hospital, yes. Find me, Doctor Marchel."
After which, Zoya was glued for a while. Whatdoes thatmean? Wait, that little brain hasn't been able to capture the intent of Doctor Marchel. Until his daydream breaks when Varo's voice intrudes.
"Sister!."
"Well?....Is it done?."
Varo nodded.
"Doctor Marchel said what?."
Zoya frowned before retaliating. "Not said anything. Just ask for a name."
Zoya turns to look for the figure of Genandra who has disappeared. Maybe go into Miranti's room. His views met with Netra Vero.
"Vero wants to go home or be here?."
"This is it, brother."
Varo looks cringing dislike. "Kok Vero doang asked?."
"Lo's gonna have to go home to me! You want me to go home, is that it?!."
"Ah yes yes," cengir Varo scratched his nape despite not itching.
"Mending you two rest at home tonight. I can't sleep well here."
The twins were silent, before the hands of Varo of Zoya awakened the master. "Yes right, said Zoya. Go home Ver, there's Papa too. Alternate, you'll be sick again I'm bothered."
Zoya smiled slightly, looked at Vero and nodded confirming. The boy sighed violently before nodding in agreement.
"Yes went home first Ver. I want to pray Ashar for a moment. Pinjem brother lo, yes."
"Look easy, brother. Vero walk first."
Vero moved away from both. Yes, he also needs to calm his mind and body before facing day after day that either brings good news or vice versa.
"You guys, are still in the same company as Bokap?."
Varo. They took their steps towards Mushala. "Whose doctor was it? How familiar are you with Bokap lo?."
"Om Marchel was Papa's best friend from childhood. Also the only person who both moved here."
"Ouh, what doctor?."
Yeah, not without reason Zoya asked like that. Because every word that came out of Doctor Marchel amazed him. He was, like, a very reliable life law adviser.
"Psychiatrist."
"Pantes," muttered Zoya who was still attracting Varo's attention.
"Sister Zoya, hear everything?."
Zoya stops her steps. Staring closely at the two beads of Varo. Don't tell me, Varo heard it too?
"Lo, too?!."
"Please, he's a psychiatrist."
"Hopefully Papa can understand," said Varo who was replied with a nod along with a big smile Zoya.
Doctor Marchel's last voice made Zoya think again. Also the full gaze given to him was as if Doctor Marchel knew something. Wait, Doctor Marchel talks like it's not just bragging, is it? Or, does he know something?
Can Zoya's eyes be easily read by the Psychiatrist? It's impossible, right? He's just a psychiatrist, not a psychic.
"Sister!."
"Huh?."
"Ck, daydreaming. I've arrived at this."
Zoya looked around. Right, he's in front of the Mushala Hospital. "Oh, yaudah wait a minute. Not long."
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The sun began to slip on the west side. After the bell came home from school did not make the High School children go home soon. Fingers and many steps there is no intention to end the activity.
"Zoy help flower arrangement noh! Let me make the report. Another child on can not be sandelin, make a flower arrangement on the storm," grumbled Laila took over the laptop that was in the lap of his best friend.
"Why don't you, anyway?."
"My males have the Fathur."
"Hate you so much if he's the same. Like to watch out, so bucin you later."
"No, I have a better Adkel!."
"Didih, look for the class sister instead of Adkel," led Zoya while wearing her shoes.
"Please read lo! Don't look at yourself anymore with Adkel."
Zoya glares. "Omongan! Who else is deket the same Adkel?."
"Bulshit! I know you yesterday were just as welcome to the hospital as you were to visit Mama. My why! Do you think I don't know?."
Zoya looked the other way, no longer finding the netra of the two. Shit, why does Laila know?
"Wrong is it to look at the sick?."
"Not wrong."
"Well that you know. Not everyone has to connect with someone else!."
"It's a very heavy talk. If not, then why do you know people we do not know, hm?!."
"Back to the beginning! Is it wrong to look at the sick? No, right?! We are the ones who get the reward."
"No need for a lot of reasons, if you start to like Varo?! I know, Varo likes you too! It looks so much from his attitude."
"Don't make any hoax news, Lai!."
"What hoax is it? I know myself from Si Varo, my best friend Varo. He's just saying the same thing as Reihan."
"Huh, Reihan gebetan lo?! Seriously?!."
Laila hid her face in the knees of her feet. Shit, Zoya's mouth can always make her embarrassed. Look, many pairs of eyes were staring at the two with fused eyebrows.
Zoya gave a clumsy smile replying to the many pairs of eyes that were pointing at her. "Go or I'll hit you with shoes!," whispered Laila staring horror at Zoya who had displayed her grin.
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"Is there anything Varo can help you with?."
Almost Zoya's hand misses about the slippage. His net glared at the dense netra with the binarnya who had returned. "Kayak jelangkung aja lo!."
"Gini handsome kok said jelangkung anyway, sis?."
"What do you want, Brother, in the hall ornaments?."
"Make the Prophet's Maulid tomorrow" Zoya replied without diverting her movements to make flowers from the colorful paper.
"Oh Maulid the Prophet."
Varo looked around filled with the faces of his upperclassmen who were busy with their respective activities.
"Varo can help you?."
Zoya glanced at the glance of Varo who was still a henchman sitting in front of her. "Don't go to the hospital?."
"Entar at night."
"Where is Vero?."
"I don't know," he replied, raising his shoulders.
Zoya let out a rough sigh, put down the arrangement of the flowers and turned to stare fixedly at Varo. "From now on stop lo says don't know what Vero's doing, Var!."
"meaning?."
"Yes lo it's like a lack of attention really know not the same Vero. He's your brother, you know. You do not know where he is now, but you are also in class. You should know where he's going."
"Gue asked, how much did you talk to the child from this morning?."
Varo looks up and remembers. "So this morning I didn't meet. Because Varo woke up late, he left first. Continues at school he is busy with his girlfriend, aka books."
Varo paused for a moment.
"Oh yes, just now to talk when he asked to do the task of a group whose part is Varo. That's it, anyway."
Bugh
"Awhh, how did it get hit?!," said Varo while stroking his arm that was hit by a newspaper impingement from Zoya.
"I keep asking, just now when you go home there's no where he's going, why is this over, that's not it?!."
"No."
Zoya shook her head in disbelief. How can two brothers stay with each other all day?
"Lo know if he's been eating rice or not since this morning?."
Varo shook his head with his innocent look.
"You don't care anymore, do you care about your sister? You should be the brother who can act mature for your brother dong Var. You know now no one else makes this ingetin you guys, and you two don't believe it...As if there was nothing."
There was silence before Varo's voice crept back and managed to make Zoya freeze.
"Papa said, Varo as a brother can not be in andelin. So, Varo again isn't that wrong?."
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