Mr. Teacher, Love You
Rose Flower Allergy

POV Author

While Marco is riding his motorcycle to the hospital, he has also brought a bouquet of flowers to take to the hospital, he wants to visit Rasti. Before he went to school this afternoon, Marco was also very worried about Rasti's condition, but he had to wait until tonight just to visit Rasti because his family was busy with the affairs of the foundation and also his Jamaat.

Some time ago one of the areas that was the most territory of Marco's father Jamaat came from was hit by flood disaster. Until Marco's father and family were really very busy these few days.

With moderate speed, Marco rode his motorbike splitting the not so crowded road. After arriving at the hospital, Marco immediately parked his vehicle in the motorcycle parking area. He got off his bike and took off the helmet he was wearing, grabbing the bouquet of flowers he had placed in the trunk box behind his bike.

With a steady step Marco wanted to see Rasti, he wanted to show how much he cared about Rasti. Marco had liked Rasti since they were both in the tenth grade, only at that time Marco felt that Rasti was too close to another young man named Panji, he hesitated to express his feelings. At that time, they were not too close.

In contrast to now, Marco feels he is close enough to Rasti and he also knows that Panji is only his friend Rasti, who even has a girlfriend very much. Marco was sure Rasti would not like such a man.

Marco is already in front of the information table. She smiled and stroked her hair back.

"Excuse me, ask dong. The patient's room in Rasti Azzura's name where is it?" marco asked after an information center guard noticed him.

"Awhile!" said the young woman who wears a different uniform to the sisters.

After a while of checking on her computer, the woman immediately faced Marco.

"In VIP room number six!" the answer is short and clear.

Marco nodded in understanding immediately,

"Ok, thank you!" he told the woman who had given him the information where Rasti's nursery was.

Marco immediately searched the room mentioned by the information officer in this hospital. He had been around for a long time because he had only been to this hospital for the first time.

Moments later he found the room he was referring to. Without waiting any longer, Marco dredged the door of Rasti's nursery.

Tok tok tok tok

Marco doesn't talk, he just knocks. He hoped someone would open the door for him from the inside. But after he thought again,

'What if no one accompanied Rasti, it was impossible for Rasti to get up and open the door. I opened the door myself!' his murmuring is in the heart.

But just about to pull the doorknob, Marco was surprised because the door was slowly opening and like someone was opening it from the inside.

"Marco!" call a voice from inside it.

Marco was not too surprised, because the one who opened the door for him was Tirta. According to Marco, it was natural that Tirta was in Rasti's hospice, because Tirta was his brother.

Marco scratched his non-itchy head, he still hid the medium-sized bouquet of flowers he was carrying behind his back.

"Sir Tirta, look at Rasti!" he said it with a slightly ridiculous manner according to Tirta.

"Oh, in!" sahut Tirta then opened the door of Rasti's nursery wider.

Marco went inside, and after entering he was surprised to see Yoga sitting on the sofa near the television table. And on the table there is also a chessboard.

"Mr is here?" ask Marco.

Yoga face is normal, but Rasti who even looks panicked. He was afraid that if Marco knew his relationship with Pak Yoga then Marco would definitely tell the other friends. And Rasti didn't want that until it happened.

Yoga did not look towards Rasti so he calmly replied.

"Of course...!"

"Kan Pak Yoga her tutoring teacher Rasti, so because Monday already wants to take a class exam, Pak Yoga is here to teach les Rasti!" obviously Tirta who interrupts the words of Pak Yoga.

Rasti breathed a sigh of relief, but it seemed that Yoga did not like Tirta's reply. Yoga has always felt that Marco likes Rasti. So she was eager to say that she was Rasti's boyfriend. So that Marco no longer hopes or approaches Rasti.

But Tirta also said that it was not because he was intentional, earlier when Marco asked the question why Yoga could be in Rasti's ward, Tirta saw Rasti's expression that looked anxious. Therefore, Tirta was convinced that Rasti did not want his relationship with Yoga to be known by Marco, so Tirta said all that earlier.

Marco who heard Tirta's reply nodded in understanding. He then approached Rasti and began to take out a bouquet of flowers that he had kept behind his back.

"Night Rasti, how are you. I brought you flowers so you could heal!" said Marco.

And Marco had just brought the bouquet of roses closer in front of Rasti, a reaction that Marco did not expect was shown by Rasti.

"Hatchy... hatchi... !" Rasti continues to sneeze when inhaling the scent of pollen from Marco's flowers.

Seeing that Marco was confused, Yoga and Tirta who were originally sitting on the sofa immediately got up and approached Rasti. Tirta immediately grabbed a bouquet of flowers that Rasti had not received from Marco's hand.

"What flowers are I carrying?" tirta asked annoyed.

Tirta looked towards the bouquet, and grew increasingly upset. He let out a long sigh and then carried Marco's head with the bouquet in his hand.

Plaques

"Are you Tirta, when you hit him?" marco didn't accept what Marco did to him.

"Gapain you love Rasti the rose, she's allergic tofu!" exclaim Tirta upset.

"Hatchi..!" Rasti still sneezing.

Tirta threw a bouquet of flowers at Marco's chest, and Marco swiftly caught it. While Yoga took Rasti some tissue on the table and gave it to Rasti.

"Dump the flowers all the way. Not far away you can't come back here!" tirta's orders to Marco.

Marco felt guilty seeing Rasti's reddened nose and kept sneezing. His intention to give something that could show his feelings instead so failed miserably and made Tirta annoyed at him.

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