The Heart of Old Menjakaka

The Heart of Old Menjakaka
72. Do I really like it?


Three days while Steven was in the hospital, almost every night Citra could not sleep. He kept thinking about Steven's situation as well as thinking about the relationship between Steven and Fira.


He was sure, at Sindi—'s wishes they would definitely become closer.


"I miss the same Om Ganteng. How's it going, huh? Has he not been conscious yet?" The Monologue asked himself. He slowly wiped away the tears that had just escaped on his cheek. I don't know why she was crying, but strangely suddenly there was an unpleasant feeling that enveloped her heart and mind.


"I want to try to bend him deh, who knows Om Ganteng already aware. Later so I can ask him to choose."


The image takes his backpack, then wears it on his back. She looked in the mirror to wash her hair and make up. After he said there was no problem, he walked out of the apartment.


"Miss Citra where are you going this early in the morning?" ask Ajis. It's not usually the image out in the morning in half 6 hours. Given that if he wants to go to college he must also be escorted by Gugun since yesterday.


"I'd like to look at the handsome Om, Om."


"Yes already, let me take you," Ajis bargained.


"Not come along." The image shook quickly. "I've got the same thing with the handsome Om."


"Oh, that's okay. I'll take Miss to the hospital. I will not follow." Although Steven was not in the apartment, Ajis certainly still faithfully worked with him. Doing what Steven told you to do is keep an eye on the image.


"OK on." Citra nodded, then both of them walked out to ride the taxi together.


"Miss last night couldn't sleep, huh? And is Miss okay?" Ajis who was in the front seat beside the driver was turning his head back, saw Citra who had been staring blankly at the car window.


Instantly the girl was stunned in her daydream, then turned her head towards Ajis.


"What did you ask?"


"Is Miss okay? And did Miss not sleep last night?" tanya Ajis repeated the question again.


"I'm fine, Om. But if you can't sleep last night. Even since Om Ganteng in the hospital .. I can not sleep," replied Citra with teary eyes.


"Do you know that Miss Steven doesn't stay in the hospital? She must be in need of Miss, right?"


"I want to be with him, but the problem is his family, Om."


"Keep why?"


"Om the handsome himself who forbade me. He doesn't want me to meet his family."


"It's so weird." Ajis scratches his head hair. No itching, just surprised by the story Citra. "Wife is not introduced to parents?"


"Well, maybe it's because I'm the wife she doesn't want, Om." The image speaks for itself, but it is he who feels pain and pain. Before long she cried and Ajis quickly gave her a box of tissue.


"Miss don't say that. How could Mr. Steven not want Miss."


"That's reality, Om." The image sucked her tears with the use of tissue. I don't know how many tears he spent on Steven, it felt a lot to countless.


After a few minutes, the taxi stopped in front of the hospital. The image rushed down from there.


"Om just go home. Later I will call Om Gugun to pick me up," Citra asked.


Ajis nodded with a smile. "Yes, Miss be careful, yes! If you need anything can call me."


"Yes, Om." The image smiled then waved its hand. After seeing the taxi car leaving, he slowly stepped into the hospital.


***


Steven was watching Fira who was so painstakingly bribing him. The girl's face looked so pretty with a smile on her lips.


"What's good about the porridge, sir?" asked Fira gently, slowly she wiped Steven's lips using a tissue. There was some porridge on his lips. "This is what I did, sir," he added.


Steven just nodded and smiled faintly. Tongue can't lie, Steven admits that porridge is delicious.


A little about the image. And Steven immediately compared it. Just then he felt thirsty—just by touching the neck Fira already understood the intent of his desire.


In contrast to Citra, even the girl who he considered oon and could not do anything was completely clueless when she asked to take cold water. Steven remembered the moment, so annoying he thought.


His dream was back in memory. Either just a dream of sleeping flowers or indeed it is a message delivered by Danu. Steven himself is not sure about it, but his dream was clearly drawn as real.


'Is it true that Dad canceled the contract and allowed me to vote? He won't ask me to continue with Citra until he's 20? So ... can I let go if there is another woman in my heart? But ... Who is this woman? What Fira? Do I really like it?'


'But ... how is the fate of Citra if we get divorced? Om Rigid and Om Tian. Did I just choose the image? And be honest with Mom and Dad? But .. ah, again I find it difficult. I was confused to choose.'


Steven was still on the verge of dilemma, but again the words and attitudes of Fira who he thought was far away with the image actually made his heart touched. Touched as if trying to convince if the girl who will be the best wife.


Steven barely saw the gaps and imperfections in Fira.


Now, the girl was helping him to swallow the medicine. Then now his hands are so agile it is peeling mango, Steven's favorite fruit.


"Do you like mangoes? It's a sweet fragrant mango and I bought the sweetest one for you" said Fira, smiling and chopping the fruit and putting it on a plate.


Steven just nodded and smiled. After that Fira again bribed him and immediately made Steven's heart feel warm.


Slowly Steven let out a rough breath, then spoke softly. "Who took me to the hospital, Fir?"


"The police said, anyway, the people around you found you in the bushes."


"How many days have I been here?"


"Maybe two or three days." Fira fed the piece of fruit again to her lips, and Steven chewed it slowly.


"Did Gugun come here?"


"I don't know." Fira shakes. "From the beginning of your hospital admission, I am not here every day Mr. Gugun."


'If Gugun doesn't know I'm in the hospital .. means Citra doesn't know either. But ... Why aren't they looking for me?'


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