Three Generations of Sultans
126. The miss is torturous

...Happy Reading's...

Ark POV

When we miss someone, often what we really miss is the part of ourselves that someone has raised up.

That smile that tormented me so much, some days I no longer see the smile that always rubs with me, let alone look, to just hear his voice is impossible, no longer, because I just realized that it turns out my number was blocked by Nesti.

Yep... Hesti is a girl who has managed to melt my stance, all this time I never had the mind to marry again, let alone marry, close to other women never crossed my mind.

I was just focused on my job and raising Dimas at my age after my wife's departure, but in the middle of the journey there was a girl who stole my attention.

But darling, she was too young for me, although it was undeniable that when I got close to her, my frozen heart seemed to come back to life, my young soul seemed to return, the joy he had always made my heart beat faster with him.

" Why did he block my number? doesn't he miss me?"

" Say he likes me, but what's gini?"

" Want to always be close to me, because I've always made her comfortable she said, in fact she can get away from me now?"

" Are girls today always full of deceit? is he just playing with me?"

" Argh. I hate this feeling, but I miss you Hesti."

" Fuuh... miss this really tortures me!"

I was even under the covers fiddling with my phone, hoping he would suddenly unblock it and call me first, but in fact it was nil, my phone was quiet.

" Did I just go to his boarding house? what time is it?"

When I looked at the small clock on the table, it turned out that time showed nine o'clock at night.

" Bodo is very happy, even if I can't see him now, I can wait in the car until morning."

Instead of sleeping unwell, I better just come to the cost. I immediately took my jacket and went downstairs, while Dimas went out of town again, this morning he left, although yesterday we had a debate, but finally we got along, although not as usual.

And when I was almost there at his house, I saw that there was a car that belonged to Ganesh and Adelia. I pulled back my car and opened my windshield so I could hear what they were talking about in the yard.

" It's gone home, pregnant women can't wander at night."

The girl I missed was there, she was wearing a thick, even plated sweater, maybe she was cold, or was not feeling well, just right from now on I was nervous thinking about it.

" Your heat is so high, really don't want me to take you to the hospital?"

Adelia appears to be persuading Hesti, but she seems to be resisting.

" It's okay, I just have a normal fever, taking the medicine you brought will also be cured."

He always does, always does not want to make others worry about his condition.

" Yes, you go in there, the wind is cold outside, if there's anything call me yes, I go home first."

" Okey.. thanks Del, be careful bring mobilmya kak Ganesh, patient ya bumil does like fussy, lots of patience aja hehe.."

Even though he looks weak, he still likes to joke as usual. Finally, Ganesh's car came out of Hesti's kosan yard.

" Hoeeek. hoeek..."

Histi was seen squatting and spewing out the contents inside his stomach, he looked in pain while holding his own stomach.

Finally I was determined to go to see him, even I ran when I saw him limp while sitting crouching in front of his boarding door.

" Hesti? are you okay?"

I went straight over to him and massaged his nape, sure enough, his face was very pale, it seemed like he was really sick.

" What are you sick with? we're going to the hospital, right?" I checked his temperature, it was very hot.

" I'm not papa, just fever and cold just like him." Answer it weakly.

" No, you need to go to the hospital now."

" I don't want Om, just go home, Dimas nyariin later." He just kept rejecting me.

" Dimas is going out of town, anyway you should check, period!"

Without waiting for his approval I immediately carried him into the car.

" No, I don't want to go to the hospital!"

" Hesti.. You have a high fever, at least let it be given a heat-lowering drug!" Even though he was in a fight, I still forced him into the car.

" Ckk. I'm not papa, this is common."

" It's important we see a doctor first, I don't want you to pass out alone later in the room, okay?" I can finally get back to that straight hair.

" But we just go to the clinic, om, I'm lazy if I have to be hospitalized." Finally he gave up, because he seemed to feel unwell.

" Okey." I agreed, the important thing is that he wants to be checked.

Soon we had arrived at a clinic twenty-four hours, and sure enough said the doctor at the clinic he had acid reflux disease, still good not too severe.

" Don't forget to take the medicine immediately, better rest completely at home, do not do the activity if it is not strong, and most importantly do not forget to eat even though it tastes bad, just force it, yes, because stomach acid starts from late eating." Said the Doctor while handing over a bag of medicine.

" Good doctor, thank you."

Finally I immediately drove my car out of the clinic yard, we were silent, fighting in each other's minds.

" Where are we going? the road to my boarding isn't this way, Om?" He started to make a sound because I deliberately turned my car towards the road to my house.

" We're going home." I answered unconsciously.

" Whose house?" He immediately looked panicked.

" To Om's house."

" No! I don't want to, back daughter of Om." He immediately refused, but I did not care, still I would take him home, I was afraid that anything would happen if he lived alone in his boarding house.

" Om... don't do this, I'm not good Om, what do people say later if I go to Om's house these nights?"

" No problem, Om's house is far from the neighbor's house, no one will see."

" But why should I go to Om's?"

" You're sick, Hesti, you forgot what the doctor said? you have to rest a lot, Hes, who will take care of you at the boarding house? you're also late for a meal, right?"

He looked at me in silence, whatever was on his mind, but I didn't bother, I didn't care about his assumptions, I just wanted him to get well, that's all.

" Om. I can walk by myself." He was surprised when I brought him into my house.

Whether what I did was right or not, I definitely just didn't want him to feel pain on his own, seeing that Hesti was like that, I was also sad and agitated.

POV End's

..."Love is like a cold-blooded poet who is good at incising wounds. Missing like a simple rhyme that has no death."...

To be continue...