OLEANDER'S OBSESSION
Blooming Perfectly

..."Okay, Om! I promise I'll always take a word, Om. BLOOM PERFECTLY!" - Joey...

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About seven hours Joey was unconscious, now he was slowly conscious and blinked his eyes looking at the unfamiliar ceiling and he had never seen so far. His frail body crumbled and was helpless. The four-year-old girl rubbed her eyes to see what was around her.

"Joey? Really no?" ask Rain. It turned out that the young man had accompanied Joey in the hospital. His face looked messy from exhaustion and had not slept.

"Om at the stop?" Joey asked back. The little girl moved her hands to support her body so she could sit up, but it was painful because of the infusion needle stuck in her veins.

"Aww!" squeal the little girl.

"Hey, don't move!" reprimand Rain. "You have a lack of body fluids, you have a high fever when you go to the hospital!"

Rain's loud voice surprised Joey. Highlight the eyes of the little girl who was originally sparkling because she saw Rain had now become dim. His lips slowly curved upside down.

"Ck!" Rain clucked because he didn't know how to deal with a child. He got up from his seat and pressed the back of his hand against Joey's forehead. The fever has subsided, thought Rain. He breathed slowly.

"Om, I'm thirsty."

Without answering a word, Rain had Joey's little body to sit on. He tidied up the pillow and leaned Joey's little back against the pillow. Actually, he could have pressed the button on the patient's bed so that the top of the bed was lifted and Joey did not need to sit. But because Joey's body was so small, he decided to support him using a pillow alone was enough.

After that, Rain gave the glass of water and thrust it into Joey. The tiny hand grabbed a glass that was big enough for his size. He held it very carefully using both hands. Rain, unable to bear to see the little girl struggling, helped hold the glass up as Joey sipped water on the glass.

Glucose gluc Glucose.

"Geeh!" The little girl was cheerful just because of the glass of water she had been drinking. "Thank you, Om!"

"What am I, your Om?" rain asked fiercely without looking towards the girl.

"Can Om be much older than me?" said the little girl while grinning.

"Stop calling, Om! Does it look like I'm old?" Rain said it with a flat face.

"Keep, what should I call you?"

"Whatever," replied Rain tightly and coldly. Actually, this guy is warm, just that he doesn't know how to express it.

"Okay, Om," Joey called the man again with the call Om giggling. The little girl knew how to upset people.

Rain nodded but could not respond. There was no point wasting time arguing with the little girl whose age was far away from him. After today, they will never see each other again, Rain thought.

Still cold as before, Rain gave no response. He put the glass on the table, then allowed Joey's blanket. After that he took a bowl containing porridge in it. Rain sat on the side of the bed and fed Joey.

"I'm big, Om," said Joey as he grabbed the bowl in Rain's hand.

"It's already big, means all these hospital bills, you pay huh? This porridge was also I bought with money," said Rain as he raised his eyebrows next door. Whether he was serious or laughing, anyone could not guess because Rain said it with a flat face without expression.

Joey just shook his head. The little girl was filled with excitement while listening to something related to money.

"I don't have any money, Om." Joey's eyes glazed over. He suddenly recalled the rude behavior he had received because of his father.

"Udah, eat first. It's me who pays, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What, Om?" joey asked as she looked up and looked at Rain's face.

"Don't be noisy. I don't like noisy little kids" Rain said as he thrust a spoonful of porridge into Joey's mouth. Hearing the request, Joey simply nodded his head and obeyed obediently.

"Later, if the porridge runs out, I anterin you go home."

Hearing Rain's words, Joey's face turned grim. "Okay, Om."

It seemed, the little girl was scared knowing that she would face the harsh reality of her life again.

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"Are you sure you're down here?" asked Rain while looking around.

At that time the clock showed at 7:00 WIB. Today is Saturday, where the streets are not as crowded as a normal day. After all night Rain accompanied the little girl in the care for a while in the ER, this morning he drove the little girl home. But the strange thing is, the girl did not bring Rain to her house but to the kemaaren stop.

"Yes, Om," Joey replied innocently. The little girl smiled brightly as her left hand held a large plastic bag containing food and snacks Rain had bought for her. And what makes him most happy is that his hand next to him holds about 10 sheets of red banknotes which are the main picture of national hero Dr. (H.C.) Ir. Soekarno and Dr. (H.C.) Drs. Mohammed Hatta.

"Omm?" call Joey with sparkling eyes.

Rain looked at the girl as she was called.

"Money for me?" joey asked as she played her feet to the ground, twisting in a spoiled style and acting cute like a child in general.

"Hmmm...."

"Thank you, Om!" said Joey. The girl smiled so that she displayed her milk teeth that were still intact and neat.

"Jude, I'm ahead."

Rain directly entered his sedan delivered by Mr. Tono to the hospital at dawn earlier today. Then he rushes off leaving the stop where Joey was dropped off.

The little girl ushered Rain away with her eyes until the car slowly disappeared and was no longer visible. He put the fragrant red money sheet into a plastic bag containing snacks. The girl sat on the chair at the stop, took out a chocolate bar and ate it while laughing happily. He shook his head left and right while swinging his legs hanging while sitting at the stop.

"Ck! Where's it from?" said a middle-aged man who was none other than Joey's father. The man grabbed the plastic Joey was holding.

"Dad?" suddenly, Joey's happy face turned to panic and fear. The chocolate she was holding fell on the floor of the stop.

"The ant! Where did this much money come from?!" the man was excited to see the red sheet of paper in the plastic bag.

Joey just kept quiet and didn't budge. He lowered his face.

"Woi! Answer!" snapped the man while firmly holding Joey's chin.

"There's a loving Om-Om, Dad."

"Well, that's dong. So a useful kid!" the man threw Joey's face to the left violently. "Now you go ngamen again sono!"

"But, Dad. Is there a lot of money?"

The man clapped Joey's head violently. "New dapet this already dare to fight lo ya! Ngamen sana! If you don't get money today, don't expect you to eat! I sata lo snack, ntar I love you if you dapet a lot of money!"

The man rushed to leave Joey while looking at the contents of the snack inside the plastic. Joey stared blankly at the slowly becoming congested street. I wanted the little girl to cry, but she couldn't do it. His lips were locked and he could not open them. Somehow, maybe because he was used to being treated like that.

At the same time, inside his luxury sedan, Rain accidentally glanced at the seat next to him. There was a little busking, it seems the girl forgot to bring the rattles because she was too happy with the snacks and money she found. Rain pulled the car over, then opened the windshield. He picked up the rattles and intended to throw them out, but his hand stopped as if someone was holding back.

"What did he do?"

"ah! It's none of my business!"

"But the Kasian is also a leak."

He was silent for a few seconds.

"ah! Bodo! Don't care!"

Fifteen minutes later, Rain was back at the stop where he dropped Joey off. His eyes stared at the stop on his left, he looked around for the figure of a leak in his mind.

"Where else is the leak!" his gerrick. He lowered the handbrake and intended to step on the gas pedal, but his eyes stopped in the rearview mirror when he found the girl he had in mind was cramping. This time he ngamen without musical instruments, just by carrying a used aqua glass.

"Basic bocil matre! Is that money lacking?!" aspir Rain. He pulled back the handbrake and got out of his car, then rushed towards the stop.

Not taking long, Joey immediately realized with a familiar figure he saw standing at the stop staring at him. The girl waved her hand towards Rain. "Of!!!" he shouted in excitement, his originally lethargic face, now becoming excited. He hurried to stop his activity and ran fast towards the stop.

"Of!" call him with a loud breath. His body was sweating due to exposure to the morning sun as well as pollution.

"Why is it still?" Rain immediately asked what he had in mind at the time. The young man stood up as he wrapped his hands against his chest with a cold gaze. "Where was the same snack?"

Joey bowed at Rain's question. He bit his lower lip while playing the used aqua glass with worried eyes.

"O-om, m-sorry."

Rain raised his eyebrows next to.

"I-I lost it."

Rain clucked his head at the little girl's words. "Hey, Deck. If you can't bo'ong, study there!"

Joey was silent again.

"Hey!" rain's loud voice shocked the little girl so much that she flinched with a raised body.

"Fetched by Father, Om," surprised by Rain's outspoken voice, Joey accidentally breaks his tears. He was scared to death when the person he considered a helper snapped at him.

"Well!" Rain snorted in annoyance strongly. The man paced back and forth in front of Joey while massaging his painless temple, as if he was thinking of something. I don't know why he really cares about what happened to that little girl. Maybe out of sympathy and pity?

Shortly after, Rain squatted in front of the crying little girl.

"Choose, do you want to come here or come?"

"Huh?" Joey gaped incomprehensibly as he stared at Rain.

"You're here, you're going to keep going like this, but if you come along, you're not going to say anything like this anymore and I'm going to send you to school."

The innocent girl who at that time did not understand what debt of gratitude and service was, she looked at Rain with a compassionate look. In his current mind, he does not want to snack anymore, he does not want to always hold hunger and he is also very unwilling to meet his father who always abused him, even he also has no friends. He really is a lonely boy.

"What can you do, Om?" ask Joey plain.

"Hm."

"You know I'm coming with Om, I'm not going to starve, am I?"

"Hm."

"You know I'm coming with Om, I have a lot of friends, right?"

"Hm."

"Keep, if I go with Om, will you hit me? I'm scared."

"You still want to see your dad, don't you?"

Joey shook his head.

"Yaudah, I'm looking for a way so you won't see your father again."

"Om really?"

"Hm."

"I-I'm .. I-I want to come with Om," Joey said. His determination was already unanimous and he was tempted by Rain's offer.

"But there is one condition!"

Joey blinked his eyelids staring at Rain. "What the hell, Om?"

"Bloom perfectly."

"Huh? I don't understand."

"True, you won't know what I mean now. But you have to take my words this one. Blossom perfectly, "unintentionally a warm smile was engraved on her handsome face that was often juxtaposed similarly to Cha Eun Woo.

"OK, Om! I will remember those words. Mm ...." Joey was speechless unable to continue his words. He frowned trying to recall Rain's words.

"Ck! Just also said, had forgotten," Rain chuckled but only briefly. "Me-kar-lah de-ngan sem-pur-na."

"OK, Om! I promise I'll always take a word, Om. BLOOM PERFECTLY!" Joey gives emphasis when saying the sentence 'bloom perfectly.' The girl laughed loosely as the burden in her heart all along was about to fade away, vanishing and no longer holding her back.

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