DIFFERING
Chap 49 (Sickness)

...I hope that everything that happens during this time will be a good thing in the future. Whatever the almighty's plan is, I want the best for us. We meet the destiny of the universe. ...

The journey that should have taken fifteen minutes felt so far away to an Alvaro. Repeatedly taking a deep breath to reduce the pain that attacked in his heart was just futile. One breath that was previously light seemed to be heavy along with the pain all over his body. Also the unbearable nausea he could no longer bear. Grabbing a crackle that is in the car seat pocket. Instead of relief, the pain that grips in the abdominal area becomes more and more.

"Varo, hold it. Don't close your eyes" Zoya patted Varo's arm.

"Till in a minute."

However, free. When the drowsiness attacked him until the dark he met. Also his body that seemed to be lightening along with the voice of Zoya that he could still hear bearing his name, and after that only calm that he felt. In a soothing silence.

Zoya is already in a panic when Varo's body falls in her lap. So is Galih who increasingly stuck gas. "There is no need to turn, it will take time if you return to the hospital. I've called the Doctor" Zoya said before Galih turned the steering wheel.

It didn't take long, the skyscraper was in sight. Galih opens the back door, with Zoya's help Varo's body moves on Galih's wide back. Even with ease Galih can lift his Master who is indeed very light. I don't know why it makes Galih's heart feel guilty.

From the hallway of the apartment building, Zoya could see a woman in front of the door staring at them anxiously. "Astaghfirullah, Brother Al why Om?"

"Press the password!" sahut Galih without replying, Sahira.

Without asking any more, Sahira pressed a few numbers until the door opened. The worried look was very thick on Sahira's face that did not escape Zoya's sight.

"When did the doctor arrive?"

"Wait a minute. I'm ahead first" Zoya replied leaving the three men there. With Sahira taking off his shoes and Varo's belt also loosened his tie.

"What, is he Sahira?" muttered Zoya before opening the door of the Apartment. Just when the door opened, it was Vero's panicked face that he first saw.

"Ah exactly-"

"What's sick?" seloroh Vero watched Zoya from top to bottom.

"I'm not sick. Let's get in!"

Vero was silent in his place before waking up, then followed Zoya with a feeling of relief. He thought it was Zoyalah who was sick, but just as he arrived the man stood up to greet him.

"Come, Ver!"

Galih and Sahira immediately pull over as Zoya and Vero approach. There is no surprise on Sahira's face seeing Varo's twin brother, yes - because he knows who Vero is. Except for Galih who just met Vero at the hospital that time.

Right after that pale face caught the two Vero netra, his body froze that second. With his crazy heart. Gazing at the face that was flooded with cold sweat and his lips that were almost turning blue was as if pinching his niche. Even the voice of Zoya bearing her name was unable to resuscitate her still-floated consciousness. Until the clap in the arm managed to restore its focus.

"Vers! Check it out, don't be dumb."

"Why didn't you say he was?"

Really, it feels like Zoya wants to take Vero's head right now. How could he ask such an unimportant question instead of directly examining the patients who needed it?

"Lo crazy?! What is the importance of me telling you who is sick huh?! There's a patient that needs to be treated, Ver. And that's not the job of a doctor huh?!" emotion Zoya. The two people behind them just stared at each other. Furious to see the two who were arguing.

"He's your brother, Ver. I'll take it if you forget."

Zoya's statement apparently succeeded in stabbing Vero's carrel that increasingly feels stifling. Until his gaze he turned to a pair of eyes that are still comfortable in his closed. Then without speaking he opened his bag to take the stethoscope.

"How long has he been unconscious?"

"Ten if not fifteen minutes ago."

Vero's forehead frowned deeply, after checking Varo's heartbeat he switched to pressing on some parts of the stomach. Then check the body temperature of Varo that exceeds the normal limit. He looked at the three people there. "Is there a medical history other than asthma?"

"Chronic gastric acid," reply Calih quickly.

The two women's faces were shocked, while Vero nodded slowly. As if what he was guessing was true.

Honestly, Vero also felt pain when he found out that. The brotherly bond between him and his brother cannot be lied to by any means. Seeing how the eyes of the closed Brother was able to make his niche in pain.

"I give aminoleban infusion liquid," said Vero while taking intravenous fluids from his bag.

"No need to go to the hospital?" ask Sahira.

"No, can be outpatient. Later if the infusion will run out just call me."

After putting up the infusion, Vero took out a small piece of paper that he always carried nailed. "Taxed antacids, antibiotics, supplements, same paracetamol in pharmacies."

Galih received a paper thread that read the drugs. "Give after meals, three times a day. For some days ahead eat foods that are smooth like porridge. Do not eat rice directly, can rice but puree first. Keep eating from now on."

"Wouldn't wait until he wakes up?" ask Zoya before Vero steps up.

For a moment, the tall body again stared at the same face as him. Just a minute, before the bundle he gave. Then completely turned around until his body was lost behind the door.

"I deliver to the front," said Zoya following Vero.

"Let's take a minute, I'll take the medicine first."

"Om calm down. I keep it here anyway," Sahira replied with a sweet smile.

In front of the apartment door, Vero breathed heavily. Staring at Zoya who was looking at him annoyed. "I know everything, Ver."

"Please understand"

"Sorry I still work a lot. I go first," continued Vero regardless of Zoya's screams.

You idiot! Who told me to eat on time but he could not take care of himself.

...)( ...

Zoya fell silent on the doorstep when her gaze met the two Sahira netra. Both smiles expanded that second. But there are also uncomfortable shakes that Zoya tries to hold back desperately. "Emm come in, brother."

"Eh, don't call me sister."

Sahira smiled awkwardly. "Call Zoya."

"That's not good, it's sassy. I'll call Zoya's mom, okay?"

"Duh, I'm so old."

Both chuckle softly. "Emm, you're Sahira?"

"Why do you know Ma'am?"

"Take a second."

Sahira's eyebrows were fused. But it doesn't really matter. What still holds his mind now is who is this female figure in front of him? What does this have to do with Al and his twin brother?

"Hey, why bother?"

"Ah no Ma'am. That, um you know Kak Al?"

Zoya's smile slowly faded. Recognize? Yes, clearly he knew who the person lying down was.

"Hmm," Zoya replied as she nodded.

The situation is back in silence. The two stood stiffly beside Varo's bed without turning their eyes towards the master. The clockwork sounding so constant accompanied the silent space of such a spacious room. Until the soft voice of Sahira dingun with the cold air there. "I used to be kedapur, Ma'am. Make some porridge."

"Eh, can I help you?"

"Not to Ma'am. I just, Ma'am take care of Kak Al aja in case it's been rumored."

"Correct? Don't you want me to help you?"

"Don't really need to. That's why I'm out, Mom."

As Sahira was leaving from Varo's room, Zoya let out a long sigh. Feels weird. For some reason, he felt very small near Sahira. The woman's very soft stature and aura that makes anyone comfortable makes her unable to escape the feelings that she cannot describe.

He sat his body in front of Varo's bed. He closed his eyes for a moment. There was a sense of tightness that was back nesting when he saw the pale face that was still peaceful in the husk. "How far you've gone through all this, Varo."

"You've changed a lot. No more Varo who likes to be alone. No more ignorant Varo. You really are an adult, but not with that stubbornness of your head," Zoya continued.

"Much of what I've been through, huh?"

Without Zoya knowing, behind the door was a pair of ears that heard everything. Until the smile that was difficult to interpret was painted on his lips.

"Well, why are you outside?"

...)( ...

This morning the boisterous state of the office of Caca's cry slightly calmed Zoya's mood. Unexpectedly, when he arrived he was greeted Angel with a piece of wedding invitation of his new friend. Welcomed to the cheerful voice of Caca's pleasure, but not her who will marry.

"Whispering knows not Ca!"

"Know. Who wants to marry who, who's crazy. Wonder me the same Caca marica," said Angel.

"Wildamah! I am so happy if anyone wants to be married. All of you later I look for a mate in the room, like the stories in the novels I read. Who knows when I met a soul mate."

"Find a soul mate. Weird, you!"

"Not wrong, Ca? You yourself do not have a voice. How to make a whole Zafir, mending you guys instantly so. Let's not both single" said Zoya who immediately got a pinch in the arm from Caca.

"Neighbor! Oh, I'm the same as Zafir!"

Angel laughed out loud looking at Zafir's flushed face resisting disdain. It's good, who wants to marry Caca who has that little brain shake?

"Eh, wait for the name of your fiancee Joylendra?" zoya asked with both eyes round after reading the name on the invitation.

"Yes, why? That's his expression."

"Seriously?!"

"Yeah Zoyaa, why the hell? You familiar?".

Zoya is still open. Is Joylendra Angel's husband-to-be the same person she knew?

"There's a picture, isn't it?"

"Some, wait!" Anggel took his gawai which was in the box. Open a gallery that then shows a photo of a man wearing TNI clothes to Zoya.

"Jeez, Brother Joy?!"

"You know, Zoy?" ask Caca who got the nod.

"He was my senior in High School, Ngel. Jeez did not expect that your future husband is Kak Joy," said Zoya memgebu. Really not expecting. Anggel's husband is the upperclassman and the general chairman of Scouts at High School first. "Huh, are you serious?"

"Yes Ngel, why try to lie to me."

"What a coincidence" said Caca.

"When we talk together. I'm taking Joy to see you."

"Well, we're not invited?" sahut Caca appoints himself and Zafir.

"Yes, you too."

"That's dong, I also want to see the real face Mas fried ijo beans."

"Duh beware Ngel, your husband ntar seized with Caca."

"Have you Fir! I'm not a prankster, yeah!"

"It can, right? No one knows."

"Nice-bare you!"

"Oh duh, sick Ca!"

Unconcerned, Caca continued to beat up Zafir using the thick book he had taken from the table. The two women who were listeners could only shake their heads.

The vibrating sound of Zoya's device diverts her attention. Until an unknown number is plastered on the flat object screen. "Before a while" Zoya told Angel, who nodded.

"Hallo, who is it?"

"Decision."

"Oh, Mr. Galih. What's up?"

"Can you come here? Ah, I mean to Mr. Al's apartment."

Zoya's forehead frowned, looking at her friends who also observed her with questionable eyes.

"Emm what's going on?"

"Mr Al does not want to eat and take medicine. Only one spoon of porridge goes into his stomach. I talked about it earlier but still didn't want to. I've also contacted Sahira who knows Mr. Al wants to eat, but Sahira's number is busy."

In that instant, Zoya clucked furiously.

"But I have to work" he replied, biting his thumb. Habits if you are confused.

"It's okay. Let me allow it later."

"But-"

"Please, just this time. I don't know what to persuade anymore."

Zoya could hear Galih's desperate tone. Actually, he was worried too. And without any length again Zoya assented. Then disconnect the call first.

"Who?" caca asked right after Zoya turned off the connection.

"Emm, that's my business. So, I'll let you know today first. You guys are his work spirit. Hye!"

Before getting a questionable slur from his three friends, Zoya chose to just walk away without caring about the screams of the three people.

At exactly eight o'clock Zoya is right in front of the door of Varo Apartment. The door opened after three times the bell he pressed. "Please enter!"

Zoya smiled slightly, passing by Galih who this time wore a cassual garment. "Why not eat?"

"It's a habit to be sick. It must be harder to be told to eat let alone take medicine."

"Ck, you little boy," murmured Zoya who could still shake her head. And that, made Galih giggle amusedly.

"Feed?"

"It's inside."

Zoya nodded, then turned the door knob. The first sight he saw was Varo's body curled up on the bed. It was obvious the pain in his forehead that was enduring the pain.

"I told you, I don't want to eat Galih! Don't bother me. Out!"

"You kicked me out?"

The two dark netra spontaneously widened when he found Zoya walking towards him. Without self-conscious body that still hurts he invited to sit and ignore the pain that previously attacked. Damn, why is there Zoya when her condition is so messy like this?

"W-who told you to come into my room?!"

Zoya almost blew up her laugh seeing the face of Akward Varo. Basic, still keep the image when he is sick.

"Nothing."

"Emm one more Varo, don't talk formal. It's outside the office. You're no longer my boss."

The eyes of Zoya Varo are really funny now. Look at the face made as flat as possible. Also the aura of authority that Varo held as if appearing on the surface of that second.

"No matter! Shouldn't you be working now?"

"Yes," Zoya replied calmly. Still cross his chest with his leisure, even though the man in front of him has shown his bossy look.

"Keep what here?!"

"Well, it's work."

"Work?"

"Treating a sick child. He said he did not want to eat the same as taking medicine. I guess, I'd like to be bribed to eat."

Damn it!

In his heart, Varo cursed Galih. Who else if not his right hand that report as good as jidat?

His body died of lice, his face heated up without knowing it had turned red. Shit, where'd he put his face?

Zoya approached the nightstand, taking the bowl of porridge that had cooled. Poking it in front of Varo who stared lazily while shaking noisily. Just like a child who whines when he is sick.

"Don't really eat?"

Varo again shook his head, then covered his body with a blanket. Not until there, Zoya takes a seat next to Varo's perfectly covered body. Then pull the blanket until the face of Varo who snatched upset he could catch it clearly. Really funny. Reminds Zoya when Varo was still in High School. "You wanna eat alone or I'm a bribe, hm?"

"Booking."

"Basic big baby!"

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...Something, what is it?!...

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