Lover (Brain) Halal
Has Engraved A Name

Time had pointed to the number 03.00, but Dira did not calm down. He was pacing back and forth, very worried about the unfailing state of the Alza. His eyes were puffy from crying for hours.

"Udahlah, Deck. You just calm down, he'll do anything" said Jovan. He yawned widely, tired of accompanying Dira.

"You want to go, you go. I'm gonna wait for my husband!" reply Dira firmly. He rubbed his face violently.

Jovan was silent, he was no longer able to resist sleepiness. Her body slumped, sleeping in a waiting chair. Dira stared at the ICU door, hoping it would open soon.

"Mas .. I love you." It was all that was thrown before then a roaring cry.

"With Mr Alza's family?" A female doctor approached. Dira raised his face. He nodded quickly and approached the doctor.

"Yes, Doc. How's my husband doing?" Dira asked impatiently.

"Sir Alza is already aware, he will soon be moved to the hospital room. The doctor passed, and Dira gave thanks. He rushed into the room where Alza was lying.

"Mas Alza," said Dira, the clear droplets returned to flow.

Alza opened her eyes, smiling slightly. "Here!" He pointed at his chest.

Dira slammed into the husband's arms. Let go of all the crying there. Alza whimpered, but he held back from making a sound. He rubbed Dira's head gently.

"Dira ...," he called slowly. However, because there is no reason Alza raised his head. It turns out that the woman was asleep. Alza chuckles amusedly.

"Suster!"

A nurse came over. Alza hinted that the nurse would help shift Dira's body to her side. "Help move my wife next to this!"

The nurse nodded obediently. Alza shifted to the edge, until they fit both in the gurney. The nurse looked worried. "But, sir, this is not allowed in the hospital. Fear disrupts the comfort and healing of your wounds."

"Suster is calm. There won't be any problems." Alza says thank you.

"Alright, if that's what I'm sorry, sir," said the nurse.

Alza nodded and returned to lay down beside his wife. He rubbed Dira's cheeks slowly, continuing into her eyes. "Your eyes are swollen, must be crying all the time, huh? I'm sorry I can't be a good husband." Gently kissed his wife's forehead. Then he closed his eyes.

***

The glare of light from the glass whose curtains had already opened hit his face. Dira moaning, stretching out his hands. However, he immediately opened his eyes as his hand came into contact with Alza's lips. Astagfirullah. Dira covered his mouth with both hands, and immediately sat down. He swept through the entire room, there were only the two of them.

At the table there's porridge, Alza's breakfast. That's the sign the nurse entered earlier. Dira searched for the presence of a wall clock, but nothing. What hospital is this, no hours. Slowly Dira began to come down, she was about to take the phone from her bag located on the table. However, unfortunately his foot hit the foot of the bed to make it fall to the floor.

"Astagfirullah .. sick," complained Dira. He tried to get up, but it was hard.

"Be careful!"

Dira was stepped on as someone lifted his body. The woman was silent, just staring at the owner of the voice. Alza looks more handsome when seen up close. The face was so beautiful, wanting to stroke it. However, that was only in the delusion of Dira. Where could he have done that.

"Where are you going, anyway?" Alza put Dira on top of the gurney.

"Don't want to sleep with your husband?" Alza raised her eyebrows.

"Bu-not that. I-I mean, who's sick, aren't you why am I here?" Dira biting lips, afraid of mispronunciation.

"I want to sleep together." Alza sat on the chair, she took the porridge that was on the table. "Tadi ... Sister wants to bribe me, but I want to bribe you." Alza thrusting bowl and spoon.

"I-i?" Dira pointed at himself. He really didn't expect that. Did Alza do that because they were going to split up? Ah, again the bad thoughts Dira approached. Yeah, if that's for the days leading up to their breakup, that's okay. Dira will accept.

A small smile rose as Dira received the porridge. He started scooping, then thrusting at Alza. The husband's gaze did not turn at all, his lips also continued to sing a smile.

"Dira .. I love you. I'm not letting you go!" Alza's voice cried out. He grabbed the hand of the woman who was feeding it. Then kiss it softly.

"Dira .. forgive me for not being a good husband" said Alza.

Dira shakes. "Food, Mas," he said as he offered a spoonful of porridge.

"I'm full, the porridge's not good. Better your fried rice!" Alza smiled with raised eyebrows.

"Mas can't eat fried rice yet. The doctor said the jaw has not yet recovered!" Dira who understood the meaning of the husband began to advise. The doctor said there were injuries to the jaw and chest from Jovan's indiscriminate attack. Dira regretted all of that.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, you know. Au!" Alza screeched as she tried to open her mouth wide. He grimaces in pain.

Dira put a bowl of porridge on the table, then went down. "Tuh, right. I said what too. Here I see!"

Thought Alza open her mouth, but the man shut her up. She shook her head. Dira squeezes hands, pissed. "If so, call a doctor."

"Eh, no!" pekik Alza spontaneous. He closed his mouth with one hand. His intention to work on Dira failed, deh.

"Oh .. Are you pretending? Ok, I'm home. Males!" Dira snatched his bag from the table. However, just a step he walked Alza's hand had already blocked his wrist.

"Don't go! You left your husband alone. Want to be your wife?"

"Durkahas? What's the?" Dira turned around. The word durkaha was so strange in his ears.

Slowly the Alza chokes came off. He scratched the nape. "Durhaka means, hehe."

Dira's in a row." If the wife cannot be disobedient, then what is the name of the cheating husband?"

Suddenly the atmosphere turned tense. They seemed to be thrown into a dark, gripping cave. No light, no sound. They faced, but not in line. Alza turned around, sitting on the bed.

"What do you mean?"

Dira chuckled, "I don't mean anything. Part .... Free too, if I say what's up. You won't understand, you won't care!" exclaim Dira began to sob.

"You don't know, it's hard for me, too. I ... I can't leave Claudia." Alza's speech further tightened Dira's chest. He turned around, opened the door and ran quickly. Let him cry himself, contemplating fate.

"But I can't separate from you either. Your name is in my heart" continued Alza. He raised his eyes, but there was no wife. Buru hunted him up while shouting Dira's name.