The Love Equations
THE TLE 27
The day has changed, but it looks from the outside if tomorrow is still seen evening. Zahira pulled the door algae slowly out of his room, as soon as he passed the living room he saw Ragil who was fast asleep in the sofa. The girl shifted her focus away from the man there trying not to be intimidated by Ragil, as he approached the direction of the Apartment exit, a heavy voice interrupted him.
"Where are you going?" it was Ragil who spoke.
Zahira turned with his grin while scratching his itchy nape "Hm it— I laper" he thought old just explained.
"You didn't try to escape, did you?" search Ragil with pinched eyes.
"No way" Zahira shook her head violently while shaking her hands.
Ragil tried to believe by stepping towards the kitchen that the girl was following from behind.
"Kok lo woke up, it's only four in the morning" Zahira looked at the man who was drinking.
"I want to pray, you want to be my aunt?" Zahira glared up next to her eyebrows.
"Matsut me, you want not to be willing to pray together with me" he explained.
Then Zahira berO-ria, the girl understood and began to follow Ragil's movements to take ablution water.
When finished, the two went into the room to perform prayers. Zahira realized when there was less.
"Gue didn't bring the mucus" Zahira explained.
Ragil pointed with his chin while wearing a peci over his head "In the drawer there is mucena"
The girl complied and opened the drawer that was forced, it turned out that what Ragil said was true. Hurriedly he wore the mukena neatly, after it was felt Ragil finished facing the qibla and then read the intention.
"Allahuakbar"
*****
Ragil tuned everything suck in his car, with a voice filling the entire car room.
"We are in the wrong direction" Zahira said, realizing that the wrong way.
"What a fact" replied the man.
"My house turned right" he looked at Ragil's face, which was still focused on driving.
"Who said I'd go to your house?"
"But the word lo—" Zahira hung up his words and then swerved.
"Don't tell me you're not coming home" Ragil gave the boy a sharp look.
"Whose homebody is worried about you? No! Why the hell do you want to go home even Mama just as your sister does not call you" Ragil then switch focus.
"Keep if you don't take me home, where am I going? I also haven't changed clothes" at once the car braked suddenly, making Zahira bounce forward and then slumped back.
Ragil looked back trying to reach for the bag on the passenger bench he finally got.
"Here, you change clothes after we get there" he said then plugged the gas back to explore the city.
"But where are we going?"
"To Megan's place"
...~...
"Excuse me please step aside" shouted the male or female nurse back into the ICU room.
"How is my son?" jasmine's cry broke again when she saw the nurse enter her son's room.
The sound of the hospital sound notification continues to echo.
...‘Patient 302, emergency ICU room’...
Such was his voice, until it sounded clearly spinning repeatedly.on the other hand Danang accompanied his wife by holding the woman's shoulder in order to be strong and survive in this difficult situation. When he saw one of the male nurses come out, Danang confronted him.
"How is he doing?" the question is so clear that you are anxious.
"Is something going to happen to her?" ask for more detail.
"Hm, most likely a coma" heard that Jasmine's body had collapsed into unconsciousness.
"My wife" cried Dan hysterically.
*****
The two entered Megan's training room, where the woman was talking to a male guest.
"Hi Megan" said Ragil.
"Hai Ragil" the woman glanced over as she waved her hand.
At the same time the guest turned his head while roaring "Kak Ragil" called him.
"Lord are you here?" ragil said with a surprised tone.
"Hm, Oh Zahira are you here?" the young man tilted his head to look at the face of the girl covered with his shoulder-length back as he drew closer to the girl and observed every detail from the tip of his hair to the tip of Zahira's legs.
"You okay?" he continued this time worried.
"Lo knows too?"
"Hm" nodded Luhan.
Zahira took a breath and exhaled loudly "Sorry you can't come to your birthday, happy birthday again"
"Eh, no papa" replied Luhan.
Megan looked at the conversation between the two, which was interrupted by "You guys continue the conversation, I want to get out"
"Wait for Megan" stop Zahira.
Megan turned to look at the young girl "What?"
"May I use the toilet, I have to change clothes from ke–"
"Don't continue! You can wear it if you want" he said.
"Thank you, Megan" Zahira's smile was so thin.
As soon as Megan was out of her room from behind Ragil followed
leaving Zahira and Luhan in conversation.
"Megan" called.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"I want to talk" Megan nodded then the two sat down on the lobby chair.
"Say"
"What about Zahira's musical development" Megan thought before finally making a sound.
"For the time being his learning will is high, his hands also require practice. Friction and grinding his finger in plucking the strings of the violin is not as good as before"
"So you know Zahira's technique in his music game" continued Ragil.
"Surely it looks clear, besides that I also know why he had to vacuum from the music world" Megan replied.
"If you know from the beginning you have to give him more attention, the race is two months away" he continued.
"My technique is not like that, I don't want to teach a musician just based on ambition. I've already lost one of my students just because of that ambition" Megan recalled as memories twisted in her brain.
"Who is that student?"
"Bianca"