Nyctophile
Gathering

"Zayana, someone's looking for you, you can meet him but in 10 minutes we start..."

"Good sir." He was Robert the photographer who became my partner, he was quite kind and friendly to me, I met the person Robert meant, it turned out Utari.

Utari is an old friend of mine who now I do not know where to look, three years disappeared and now God sent it back.

Without asking much Utari hugged me, she looked claustrophobic and sobbing.

"Tar, what's wrong? how do you know I'm here?"

"Za, there's no need to ask I know from where it's clear that I miss you right now."

indeed Tar, I also miss but what I can do, after Zafran and Ruhi destroy me because the feeling of going and staying away is the best thing.

"Ruhi came to see you?" why dance find out about it.

I nodded "yes, right."

"You don't want to know what really happened?"

"Well do I know, I've been happy like this."

"all right I'll tell you everything, sorry if it repeats I'll have to hurt you."

I sighed, "not now, soon I have a photo shoot, if I want to talk maybe after I'm done. Dari agreed to wait.

Two hours after I finished my work, my assistant allowed me to go back to the dance, but this time I took her to the cafeteria on the 3rd floor of the building.

After sitting down and ordering a drink, Tari started the story, actually I don't want to know, but the responsibility, I have to listen.

" What does Ruhita say to you?"

"Asking the news, he sent out a wedding invitation with a man who wasn't Zafran."

"Za, Zafran has stage 4 brain cancer, the chances of him recovering are very small, he wants to see you in the rest of the time."

Fighting with every word that comes out of the mouth of dance, but now it feels like I have no right to re-enter the life of Zafran, Zafran and I are just friends, a love that used to be long gone.

"Then? I should what?"

"Meet him at the city hospital today."

"See, Utari, I'm no longer the old me, this is how you came from and how you got to where I am now is still a question, even Ruhita here I still wonder, now? moreover this Zafran is sick? what kind of game is this?" A little relaxed but my tone is quite high.

"You know Mr Andika the brand director you're starring in?"

"yes I know Mr. Andika, what's wrong with him?"

"he was the older sister of Zafran, he told me to come, meanwhile Ruhi married another man, because Mr. Andika told him to stay away from Zafran, tell Ruhi to leave Zafran because Zafran loves you."

I don't know what's right, they both say that Zafran loves me, but now my heart is different, there's no such thing.

The day has changed, now my favorite time has arrived, after a tired job I choose to go back to the apartment and take a shower, after taking a bath I enjoyed my last five days with her sun, my tears piled up making the wet prayer mat I was wearing, the old pain was gone now the feeling of the wound was coming back, pain but nothing, why after everything I let go, I reconciled beautifully, even back noisily with this terrible feeling, if he loves me why make me this confused.

At 04.30 the alarm on my nightstand rang, I opened my eyes that felt heavy, I turned on the lights to brightly regain control, ablution and practice sunah and mandatory, my heart returned to peace, my heart returned, I dialed my assistant's phone number to ask permission to clear the schedule until bada Zuhur.

Once I was allowed to set foot in a city hospital, looking for Zafran's name there, yes, maybe my pain will go away when I see her again and say goodbye.

cklek .. door open.

The first thing I felt was silence, there was only the sound of a tool attached to his thin body.

I looked at that unchanging face, just as Zafran never changed, he still filled the empty space inside this heart.

"Assalamualaikum Fran, did not expect fate to bring us back to this situation."

his eyes slowly opened, the smile that I saw two years ago now greeted me again, skinning this unfriendly longing.

"Za.." she groaned.

"yes this is Za, Fran, Za here. after being strong it turns out Za can meet you again Fran." my smile developed so that my tears do not drip.

"Za.. ja-ngan ting-galin A me." she said as she stammered.

"No Fran, Za has to go, Za has told me all about you and Za's life, next month Za wants to go to Qatar, Za has a job there, Za has a job there, you're in good health until Za comes back to see you..."

"Why should I go? you don't love me?"

"Fran, no, Za wants to be next to you, Za wants to accompany you whenever, but you don't want Za in your life, now everything is different, but you don't want Za in your life, thank you for being Za's first love, now Za knows what love means."

"What?"

"love is something we can't tell, something that has no cause, something that makes us balanced, precisely in the heart but never hurts logic."

"You stopped?"

"Nobody made him stop, including your behavior, but Za is realistic, you dumped Za, didn't believe Za, yeah... Za stepped forward and did not want to be destroyed just a matter of love, who are you? you're just a man that God sent me to study, thank you."

"I'm calm now, thanks for studying, I'm back Za, Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

tit ... tits ...

nurses came into the room, checking the cctv and others checking the patient's condition...

"contact master Andika!" yell at one of them.

The rumble in the room set me aside, until I came out of the room, I don't know what was going on inside, how Zafran was always in my brain and wouldn't leave.