
By the late night, Zedric was still keeping him in his arms, until he fell asleep. A glimpse of the shadow reappears and pulls Zinta to crash with it. He immediately repelled the empty air, so that Zinta would remain by his side. But something says, if the two can only look at each other from a distance, and remember anything about him.
"Is this real?" Tanya Zedric.
After fully awakening, Zedric felt his throat dry and went out of the room. Immediately grabbed a glass containing mineral water and gulp it with freshness.
"I don't think Zaskia knows about Adnan. He was called the cause of a machine accident involving Zinta. Is Zedric still thinking about what I said this afternoon?" Zweta mutters.
The daydream is now turning, because the sound of footstroke approaching him.
"To think what the hell? So serious. Oh yes, I just accidentally saw this paper, try to see it" said Zaskia while giving the sheet.
"Where are you from?" Ask Zweta curiously.
"Rack of research" Sahut Zaskia.
Zweta stopped all activities and focused on the sheets of paper he received, immediately he went down the research shelf.
"Zedric where the hell is it? Long time from earlier did not appear" Zaskia grumbled while stepping out and was about to open the door of the room.
Zweta's eyes were suspicious, "If I'm not mistaken, I just saw Zaskia go into Zinta's room, what's wrong?".
They are still struggling with all their business. Zaskia was about to take a bucket of water and then intended to disperse towards Zedric. But he was ambushed by his best friend.
"Don't, he wants to" Sergey Zweta.
"But he's crossed the line, I want to rest too. There are still other important things that can be done" Sahut gaunty.
"Barusan you said you wanted to rest, right? Sana just stay, let me take over the center of the engine" said Zweta advising him.
"If you know the story, I will not invite him to join" Zaskia added in a scornful tone.
Zaskia's curse made Zweta seem to have to keep an eye on her surroundings.
Drtts... The vibration sound of his phone sent a WhatsApp message to Zaskia.
π² π "Good health and well there yes" Adnan said.
Suddenly his smile broke, after getting a message from his lover.
"Gue is not in the mood to rest" said Zaskia as she walked along with her best friend to the center of the machine.
Zweta responds with a soft laugh, so that Zaskia does not bother him again.
Shortly after the two women stood stunned, after seeing Zedric was in front of the monitor screen of the engine crew.
"When was he there?" Zaskia whispered and looked at him suspiciously.
"That's it, it's not important" Zweta replied nonchalantly.
"OK, let's just say you never know" Zaskia whispered.
"Aren't I supposed to stay in the dream?" Zedric returned to monologue while laughing.
Had crossed his mind, wanted to convey the news to those who were always waiting for his presence.
"Where are they going? Tumben had no radio noise" Zedric muttered as he circulated his gaze.
At a coordinate point, Zedric was still monitoring it. Until there's some source locked with something else coming up.
He immediately caught it back, but suddenly the movement of the engine shot faster.
"Everything's hold!" Pekiknya.
"What was Adnan doing at the time? It happened like dejavu" he murmured in his heart.
"Aragh!" Zweta was trying to hold on to the iron pole.
Zaskia tried to grab her phone that was left behind. But he was even knocked back with his arms held tight. He screamed in fear and in any way even occupied it.
"Zaskia!" Zweta is seen shouting her name.
"Zed now we're a team. Whatever happens, there must be cooperation" said Zweta asserted.
He immediately grabbed Zweta's arm to place the position he was in.
"OK" Zweta answered briefly while nodding her head.
Zedric chased him until he slipped and his legs faced out the engine door.
"Are we not still in the same dream? After this incident, it is certain I will pick you back up Zin. Hopefully there will be no impression, which turns to another heart again" he murmured.
...Hiding an unbrimmed taste...
...Implied meaningless word...
...Lamenting the animating self...
...All is not eroded by the day...
...It's written this rhyme...
...Just for the heart...
...Which is always anticipated...
πΈπΈπΈπΈ
His sense of regret had changed with a pile of confusion. After the attitude that has just been shown by Zedric, making the assumption that he still holds many mysteries that have not been revealed.
"Whatever the problem I'm sure that, you can handle it well. I hope all these fears end soon, and don't repeat themselves" Zweta said.
...****...
Away from every corner of the conversation there are several medical teams that are dealing with. They have been surprised by the response of patients who have so far made no progress.
"Where is the condition?" Ask Fariz worried.
He asked after the door was opened, and the two colleagues came out of the room.
"Let me be clear, because the hours of rest we can take turns" Salman is persuading Sheila to give up.
"Okay, I take a break first huh" Sheila said as she walked away from the place.
"So gini Far, there was actually an improved response. But somehow, suddenly there was no progress. How am I clear? Confused as well" Salman explained.
"May I look inside?" Ask Fariz.
"Just in" replied Salman.
Fariz immediately followed him into the room to confirm his condition.
"Izin ya" The inscription.
"Where are you going to use all permit events?" His mouth was flabbergasted after hearing his words.
"I mean, I got permission to take the girl to the lab room" replied Fariz.
"So you want to make him a source of research?" Salman does not believe.
"Absolutely. Who knows if this is still something" Sahut Fariz said, moving the gurney into his room.
"Oh jaudah. In fact, I have no thoughts towards that Far" he said yes.
After waiting for some time, Fariz conducted experiments through his discovery.
"Hopefully it can still be used" he said as he acted.
Knowing that he and the girl only had a few hours left together, it felt very heavy if juxtaposed with anything. Because Fariz did not get information, it may still be bound about research that can affect his graduation.
"Finally it can also be the data of his identity" Fariz said flabbergasted after reading it seriously.
"So that girl's name is Zinta. Even more surprising, he also earned the title of Professor. Unexpectedly, it already bears his big name. You could say, our age is not far away. But still it still looks the same age" said Fariz as he touched the woman's palm.
Fariz just wanted to make sure, if his condition had started to improve. His body temperature has returned to normal.
I don't know what steps they will take next.
* to be continued...