
Febrian stopped her footsteps in front of the reception desk.
'' Good afternoon sir, can we help you ?" asked the beautiful officer who gave a friendly smile.
'' Afternoon sus.Patients on behalf of Anya Stevani Putri in what room huh ?'' andreas asked, asking about the room where Anya was in.
'' For a moment sir I checked first said the officer, then checked through the computer. A while Andreas stood waiting for Anya's nursing room information.
'' On behalf of Anya Stevani Putri huh Pak ?'' the officer confirms the name of the patient in question.
'' Right Sus '' said Febrian who stood with a fruit parcel in one of his hands.
'' VIP room sir .'' replied the officer. Febrian nodded, then the man asked the direction of the VIP room. With a friendly and full smile the officer gave the briefing.
With a steady step, Febrian walked towards the elevator which would take her to the floor where Anya was being treated. Standing waiting for the elevator to open, Febrian is quite attention-grabbing with a pretty dazzling look. A navy slim fit shirt with long sleeves that he rolls up to the elbow limit in a mix of dark colored chinos in matching matching coloured loafers shoes. Next to his hand carrying a parcel and another hand carrying a clutch bag .
The usually clean-looking face is now covered in fine hairs that add a macho effect to the short-haired man. The firm line on his jaw adds to the masculine effect of the man now stepping into the elevator. Regardless of the spy who stole a glance at him.
In silence while in the elevator. Worrying about a Febrian. To be honest he is not ready to face Anya and her family for now. When he was alone in the heart. When his love is not sure where he is. Now he has to deal with the family of the woman he made his second woman.
The woman he never expected to be a port. Just a stopping place, to stop for a moment as a fatigue reliever. Not a lara remedy just a reliever.
Now karma seems to be approaching to pay off all the cheating he did to two women. It is the love that fills his heart, and gives hope to the woman who is a thirst-quenchant. Now he is abandoned in love and trapped in the complexity of women who want to have it.
Febrian seemed to inhale deeply, shortly after being in front of the door of the VIP room. Take it out through the mouth, trying to calm a restless heart. He couldn't guess what was going to happen behind that door. He just hopes to get out safely. He just has to end the story that has to end. With all the courage that had been gathered, Febrian knocked on the door of the ward.
'' Come in !" a woman's voice told her to come in. Slowly pushing the door. Three pairs of eyes looked towards Febrian who was smiling awkwardly.
'' Bri, finally you came also weak voice Anya welcomed the arrival of Febrian. But the smile on her lips was a happy smile. Febrian walked closer to the brangkar, where Anya lay with a weak body.
'' Aunty afternoon !'' greet Febrian to the woman who still looks beautiful and graceful even though her facial line can not deny the actual age.
'' Day boy...?'' said the woman in a questioning tone and frowning brows.
'' Febrian Auntie said Febrian as she reached out and introduced herself to the woman.
'' Oh, so you're called Febrian. I Agatha her mother Anya.'' said the woman named Agatha while replying to a Febrian hand. Febrian smiled as she nodded small. Then he took off the hand and handed over the parcel he was carrying. Well received by Aunt Agatha.
Febrian turned to another woman standing next to Aunt Agatha.
'' Febrian was short of a Febrian who was aware of those blasphemous eye gazes.
Febrian took her hand off from Cecilia who did not even give her a smile. He then approached Anya, who smiled to welcome the arrival of the idol.
'' Hiya, how ?, has it been lightened ?'' febrian asked as kindly as possible to the weakly lying woman.
Anya nodded with a non-fading smile from her lips. The sparkling eyes were clearly seen Febrian coming to visit. He grabbed Febrian's hand and held it tightly.
'' As long as there is you, I will be fine Bri . '' said Anya full of hope. Febrian looked to be breathing deeply.
'' Yes ..." Febrian was about to reply but Anya hurriedly interrupted by putting an index finger on her own lips.
'' Shhhh, I know you love me . You care about me. The proof is that you came here, right?'. Anya said as she pulled Febrian's hand to sit on the chair beside her bed.
Febrian could only swallow. Lost all the plans he had arranged in his brain to escape Anya. Two people sitting on the sofa enough to make him die of lice. But he also could not give a false award to the woman in front of him.
'' I miss you very much Bri. Where have you been ?'' anya's weak voice with a palm caressed Febrian's face. Febrian caught the hand and lowered it from his cheek. And put it on the side of Anya's body. Instantly Anya was stunned to find herself repelled by the man who managed to tear apart her heart.
'' Yes, don't gini. You know I can't anymore. Do not force something that cannot. If we stay together, you will get hurt too. Sorry, you are a good woman, you do not deserve to nangisin brengseek people like me.'' said Febrian in a tone so soft. But the tears on Anya's cheeks were already welling up.
'' I don't care what you look like Bri . I love you the same. I want you Bri Anya said with a hoarse voice because of her crying. Febrian wiped Anya's tears with her finger.
'' Sorry, sorry, sorry.sorry, said Febrian as he looked into his eyes that were still in tears.
'' You evil Bri!, what more is he compared to me ?. What does he have that I don't have Bri ?. Tell Bri, let me be him . As long as I can be with you, Anya is frustrated. That woman was desperate in her love.
Febrian shook her head, then grabbed Anya's hand, in her hand warmly.
'' You don't have to be anyone. Because it won't change anything Febrian looks so mature today.
'' Why Bri, why is he?, why not me ? ".cecar Anya in her sobs.
'' Because you're not him, sorry.But you can't keep believing. There are a lot of men out there who love you sincerely, said Febrian. Anya looked at the ceiling of the room with a bland laugh.
'' You are evil Bri, you will mengeselah nyiain me ,kayak gini ''. Anya said full of emotions.
Back there, the two women were watching and listening. Cecilia was so angry at February. But as she approached Febrian, Agatha took the hand of her eldest daughter. Shaking his head, giving the princess a code to make room for her sister. Cecilia looked to be breathing deeply. He stared at the direction where Febrian was sitting. His sharp gaze was so piercing, it was fixed on Febrian.