Roses Are Not in Love
Waves Longs.

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Burying my shivering body with a thick blanket and pura indifferently with all the nagging Bia that I had predicted before, I desperately tried not to sound moaning in pain. If that happens, no longer know what kind of Nagging Bia really to cover her worries.

Nibbling on my lower lip, I kept muffling my groans. Resisting the pain in my stomach, which I realized was because of the former surgery I had several years ago. The incision scars have almost completely disappeared, but sometimes it will hurt if I have too much activity or lack of drinking water.

No one ever knew how I felt, not even Bia. Because, I really don't want anyone to know about me living with one kidney. That would sound sad and I don't want to be pityed for it. Continuing to remember Kak Melati's smile is one way that I continue to be excited to face this pain

After Bia's voice was silent, I opened the blanket that covered my head. Looking up at the sky of the room in which there was no one, I tried to cast a shadow on the person I longed for. And suddenly, tears flooded my cheeks as my eyes heated up.

"Is it the same longing I feel today." My heart is sentimental.

The sound of hasty steps, I had tears that flooded my cheeks, then again covered my entire body with a blanket saay heard the door creak to open, and soon after, Bia's voice followed with a touch on my leg.

"His feet are cold. Better to take it to Puskestren, Ms. Qoim." Hearing Bia's words I immediately took off my blanket and greeted Bia quickly.

"I'm fine, tomorrow morning will be back as usual, Bi."

Not in gubris said by Bia. And Bia stuck her hand on my forehead. "No, Sister Qoim. It's so hot, so is the rose." Said Bia to Mbak the manager who is now also checking my forehead.

"Bak Roses, it seems I have to agree with Mbak Bia's words. The sample has to be checked." Qoim Breaking Up.

"My mother is fine, just need to take medicine alone, no need to be treated in Puskestren." My eagle.

"Listen to Ma'am Qoim, War."

I looked at the two who were looking at me expectantly. "Mom, tomorrow I'll be fine, I just need to take some heat-lowering medication. That's because Bia's the one who panicked."

"Actually for the night will not be the Doctor either. But, listen to the friend Mas Karim is one of the prospective doctors who have practiced at the Hospital, I think it can help if Mba Mawar is willing to go to Puskesstren." Obviously Mbak Qoim while looking at me full of offers.

I shook my head slowly and was followed by a deep breath by Bia. "Then let me take the medicine for the Roses, Ma'am. What can.?" Breaking Bia.

"It's okay, let's get you then." Ma'am Qoim stood up and was followed by Bia, leaving me alone again.

Looking back at the skyline of the room, there is a shadow of Bang Nusa's happiness. The happiness that I don't want Mega Ma'am to participate in. Also, the happiness of Kak Melati who is now in the middle of being happy with the presence of complementary happiness in the family. And again, I wasn't involved in it.

God's way is amazing in teaching me lessons about events that have passed. If I were there, I wouldn't be happy. And, with me in this distance, I can gradually be sincere with feelings that do not reach the goal.

Love is love, there is no distance between the one who loves and the one who loves. Love is the spokesperson between taste and longing. And, this time my longing is really at its peak, so in every corner involved are those people who I am missing.

At every groove of my do'a I've tipped my miss there before. Now that this period of exile is about to end, I choose to melt my longing to meet them. Whatever it is later, the most important thing is that I miss the one I miss. As for Bang Daffa, there was no place left, other than just a feeling that did not reach its place.

The story, where once written his name in the heart, then turn it into a higher love where it makes him a brother. Well, my mistake is, it has dropped the heart to someone who does not yet have. And such love, cannot be justified.

Because the true love is when they have tied up in halal and make the reason for love as a conditioning of the heart, beautiful in the eyes. Love will follow in it. That is the love I now hope for.

"Dehh, daydreaming what the hell.?" Bia's voice that arrived into my eardrum disturbed long thoughts about my long-lost. Looking at Bia at a glance, I saw Bia removing some small plastic from the crackle she was holding.

"Said the prospective doctor, this is the medicine to drink now, if tomorrow still has not dropped the fever means you have to check." Said Bia while thrusting some pills at me.

"The cure is just this.?" My toot.

"Well," can point with his chin.

"That's because you don't check yourself, so the prospective doctor can only feel your pain palpation because of the rain fever, or because of another disease."

"Yes well, Mas' assistant would-be doctor." I said in a joking tone.

"Be a good patient, War. Let the spit heal. You often get sick like this. What is leb.."

"That's because everyone's immune system is different. And I can't rain at least." I quickly cut Bia's words, so as not to lengthen. Because I realize, it's not always the lie that Bia won't smell.

"You know what it is, why it's raining." Sergey Bia.

"Let me explain this afternoon, I'm helping a doctor candidate who's on strike." My bell.

"Why so many coincidentally prospective doctors today. Who gave you medicine for you is also a prospective doctor." Bia murmured as if she was talking to herself. "Tumben tumbenan well, prospective doctors this time do not ketus. Even really friendly, because his friend Gusse well.?" Bia's round eyes looked at me questioningly.

"I must ask the wind that gently swished against my skin." My answer was spontaneous and it succeeded in making Bia laugh out loud.

"It looks like your hot forehead this time is accompanied by a concussion of the brain, War.Ckkckkc." Timpal Bia and still keep laughing every time I repeat my sentence and I am happy to see Bia who keeps smiling like now.

"You're sure the holidays this time don't come with me coming home, or will it stay in Pesantren.?" Tanya Bia arrived.

I look at my smile meaningfully towards Bia. "I'll be home this time." A little surprised to be seen from Bia's beautiful eyes that are perfectly rounded.

"Remain.?"

"He'eh." My answer is brief.

"War, if there's no place you're going to go home, come with me." Said Bia.

"So there's Melati who misses me." Reply slowly. A moment later the story of my closeness and Kak Melati I repeated for Bia.

There is nothing to worry about anymore, love does not have to be avenged by the same person, as well as trust. Maybe at this time, Mr. Agung, Bu Mega, Bang Nusa, including Erik, have stripped me of all tastes because I was disappointed. Leaving me in seclusion wrapped in longing. A vengeful longing that I am ready to spit out.

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