ENDLESS HALLWAY
CHAPTER 82: THE ROSE BUD!

The night was late, but Cevin was still in bed with his eyes wide open. Since noon, he has been restless. Very anxious.

That feeling just appeared after he left Balqis house. To date, we do not know the cause of this feeling. What is certain is regardless of the appearance of the crazy person with the iron club, because since entering the room Cevin tried hard not to stare at the photo of Irfan.

Three times Cevin contacted Balqis, ascertaining his condition. That girl is fine. But somehow this feeling of anxiety and anxiety does not disappear. Keep pushing and can't be ignored.

Cevin looked at his clock. Almost one in the morning. It was too late to call, but the anxiety made him unable to hold back. Finally he got up and grabbed his phone at the table. He pressed the contact button and his phone was directly connected to the number he contacted last time.

Balqis...!!!

Not raised...!!!

Obviously...!!!

Try again...!!!!

Still not lifted...!!!

Cevin doesn't care...!!!

Keep pressing the button until the phone across is finally lifted.

"Qis, sorry wakein. You're all right, aren't you?" ask Cevin directly.

There was an indistinct murmur on the other side.

It seemed Balqis was sticking the phone in her ear while continuing her sleep.

"the qis? You're all right, aren't you?" Cevin repeated the question, louder.

"Yeah. What the hell is it? He was also asked. I was so sleepy." said Balqis.

"Sorry... Sorry... Yes, continue his sleep. I just want your mastiin not okay," said Cevin then turn off the phone. Ingesting a long breath. Balqis is fine. Like three times before. But why does this feeling of anxiety and anxiety not also decrease?

Cevin was back in bed with his eyes open. Almost three hours after the turn of the day when the guy finally fell asleep.

The next morning Cevin did not wake up at all when he was grinning loudly. One thing that happens very rarely. No matter how much his sleep will surely wake up if it sounds. Cevin opened his eyes only after his sister, Queena, screamed in his ear after failing to wake him up with a hand shake.

"What's the morning screaming?" Cevin wakes up. "Huh, it's half six!?" back he jumped. "Why is Mas newly built now anyway, Queen?" exciting Celvin.

Queena, who had just reached for the door and was about to exit, glanced at her sister in annoyance.

"I'm great, you know! Successfully wake up Mas Cevin. Mamah Sama Bi Puji to nyuh. This is all if I fail, Mas Cevin wants to be watered. Kebo sleep anyway?" queena said, then came out.

As soon as his consciousness recovered, the first thing Cevin remembered was Balqis, then how the girl was this morning. The restless feeling came back and became more mountainous because this morning Cevin could not pick up.

Cevin grabbed his phone. "Qis, are you awake?" Cevin.

"Udah from earlier." Balqis Reply.

"How are you this morning?" Ask Cevin.

"Good." Balqis start bete. Asked who is not the boss.

"Would you like to go, huh?" Ask Cevin again.

"He-uh. Breakfast first." Balqis Reply.

"Sorry, Qis. I couldn't pick up Elo this morning. Wake up late." Cevin.

"No papa. Going out alone can be." Balqis.

"Bare, right?" cevin's voice sounded anxious. The guy doesn't realize that the fear actually belongs to him alone.

"brave. Why emang? I used to go alone too." Balqis Reply.

"Yes that's it. Ati-ati's on the street, huh?" Celvin.

"Yes." Yeah." Balqis Reply.

"Contact me if there's anything." Cevin.

"Yes." Yeah." Balqis.

"If the bus is full do not force to stand on the door deck. Danger." Cevin reminded again.

"Yeah. Ouch!" Balqis was upset. "I didn't leave yet."

Cevin ended the conversation, because he himself was also nothing. "OK deh. See you in seko…." Cevin had not yet finished his words.

"OKAY. Goodbye!" Balqis hurriedly cut and hung up the phone.

A moment Cevin frowned, then smiled. He put the phone on the table and hurriedly ran outside after grabbing the towel.

Balqis stepped out of the house in joy. After days of constant surveillance and strict escort Cevin, it can be alone feel free.

Balqis' light steps traced the sidewalk towards the slowed stop as she passed a house. There was a sad atmosphere in the house. Obviously, the death did not happen to this family. Maybe one of their relatives, because there is absolutely no busyness in the house. Only faintly sounded the sobs from within.

It seemed like they were ready to leave for the mourning place, because in the courtyard had parked a blue sedan with the engine on. On the dashboard was a bouquet of flowers that read "SUCCESSFUL…!!!" the rest is illegible because it is covered with flowers, but it is certain what the full sentence sounds like.

Balqis was already about to continue his steps when someone hit him from the direction of the highway. Guys...?! She also brought a bouquet of flowers. The collision was hard enough to make Balqis stagger. The girl almost fell if not quickly grabbed the nearest electric pole with both hands.

The guy also almost fell. The bouquet of flowers in his hand came loose and was thrown onto the pavement without being prevented. Balqis stared wide-eyed when she saw the bouquet hit the hard sidewalk so that some of the flower stalks were broken.

The image released both of his hands that were involuntarily still holding onto the power pole. Quickly came the bouquet of flowers. He wanted to pick it up so that not more flowers were damaged, but the guy had already moved. Just now Balqis was about to reach out, a hand was outstretched first, grabbing the ill-fated flower from the sidewalk.

"I'm sorry, yes" said Balqis lirih, so feel guilty too.

"It's not your fault" the man replied briefly, then hurried away before Balqis could look him in the face.

The man's rapid and sudden movements made the flower stalk that hit the pavement finally completely broken and detached from the bouquet.

The flower fell down, without the boy noticing. Reflex, Balqis extended both her hands. The flower fell there. In the middle of the two open palms of Balqis.

The rose is still a bud.

It's white.

The most preferred color of roses is Balqis.

Balqis looked up, was going to call the guy, but it was canceled because the guy had reached the terrace and soon disappeared into the house through the open front door. Balqis only had a glimpse of the back and the back of the body that was quite high.

After a short moment, Balqis pressed her shoulders. He looked at the rose bud in his palm.

"Yes already. Make me aja deh," he said lightly, then continued his footsteps to the stop. While on the bus, all the way to school, Balqis kept looking at the rosebud in her hand.

"It's really pretty," he murmured. A small smile appeared on his lips. Arriving in class, Balqis placed the rosebud on the table, with a sheet of tissue.

Meanwhile, as soon as the bus reached the destination stop, Cevin immediately jumped down, even before the bus completely stopped. The boy then ran to school.

The anxiety intensified, but remained without explanation to make Cevin seem crazy and want to shout as loud as possible, "What the hell is it!?"

As soon as he reached the doorstep of the class, Cevin immediately searched for Balqis. That girl's on her bench. His head lowered, serious about something he was copying. Must be English Homework.

But this time Cevin did not care anymore about Balqis' ugly habit. Let it...!!! Let him copy the Homework at school. Let him chatter, bring it, and sometimes his crowded chatter is irritating and earache. Let him like a prank and often make people want to be angry. Let...!!! What matters is that he's okay.

Cevin took a deep breath. Relieved to see Balqis fine. At the same time relieve his lungs that had felt tight. The guy then entered the classroom towards his stool with slow steps. Slightly crossed his two legs that had run from the stop.

"Definitely Copy Homework…"

Cevin's mouth was still open, but the sentence wasn't finished. His steps stopped suddenly. His body then stiffened beside the table. His two beads were stuck straight to a single point. There was a tremendous wave of disbelief and rejection for what was currently before his eyes.

That rose bud!

The rose bud is the most recognizable flower of Cevin. The flower he remembered most of all the flowers he had ever seen. And he will never forget it until he dies.

The only flower that was missing from her bouquet when the accident occurred. Clasped tightly in one hand Irfan. The flower was then given by Irfan to Balqis, so that the girl kept it, let Irfan become a memory of the girl he loved.

But it's long gone. The rose should have dried up. But the rose is now here, and it still looks fresh.

It's right here…!!!

Near Balqis...!!!

It turns out that this is the explanation of the intense anxiety that appeared suddenly yesterday afternoon. Anxiety that has now disappeared because it has transformed into fear.

The fear made Cevin no longer in a hundred percent conscious position, when then grabbed the rose bud.

"Geeeeeeh!" Balqis would have taken the flower but stopped once Cevin saw it. Stunned by that guy. His pair of sharp-shining eyes were laden with fear.

"Where did you get this!?" cevin whispers like coming from a very far away place.

"Mmm.." Balqis stuttered.

"Balqis, where did you get this!?" whispered Cevin again. Both of his jaws were tightly clenched.

"Ng.. that's.. from nemu." Balqis Reply.

"Where?" Ask Cevin.

"I was hit by a guy" Balqis explained in a stammering voice, as Cevin was still stabbing him with that fear-laden glare. Balqis did not understand Cevin's gaze, but frightened him.

Although the story he heard was disjointed, despite not listening with full awareness, Cevin could confirm one thing "Balqis has met Irfan...!!!