
He continued to wonder if the love he had poured out so far was still lacking so that he could not shift Giovani's position completely and only got half of it. Is he greedy if he wants a sense of being whole and undivided with others.
Almost two hours of solitary Wira drowned in a puddle of broken hearts, a clear grain flowing from the corner of her eyes, a reflection of the wounds that felt overwhelming. Even at the end of his life, the one who helped and sacrificed for Almira was Giovani, not himself. It was as if the universe was mocking him, that Almira and Giovani were indeed real soul mates, living alone, not with him.
But with all the facts she now knows, does Almira have no place left to her as the woman she once loved the most? Of course still, it's just that now the piece of heart is not intact anymore, because half of it has been taken away by Almira wrapped in wounded love and leaving half of it with incisions and bandages everywhere.
The clock indicates two o'clock in the morning. The woman got out of the ballet room, left the objects scattered on the floor and locked them back up. The hero opened the door of the room slowly and went inside with a careless step.
On the big bed looks Dara who has fallen asleep with peace, Wira approached and sat on the edge of the bed while staring at the goals of the sleeping girl. His former feeling of sadness slowly improved as he looked at the soothing face of a beautiful heart, as if the whole of Dara was like a medicine made especially for him.
However, a moment later the look on his face returned softly. He hesitated, a sudden sense of being present for Dara is this love? If so, isn't this too soon? Or is it just a sense of comfort because he gets the peace of being with the girl, and also is he still able to love? While his heart was no longer intact, and the wounds caused by the divided love left trauma. He was afraid that if he fell back in love, he would get hurt again.
Wira decided to sleep in his study to clear his mind, the workspace was connected from the main room he occupied. He sat down and leaned himself in his chair and tried to close his eyes, and hoped that when he woke up tomorrow this was all a dream.
*****
It's been almost two months, every morning Dara back to breakfast alone at the dinner table, since that day Wira left for work when dawn had not yet turned and returned home at midnight, so they very rarely met face to face, even the last few days he did not come home at all.
"That's what sir?" Dara saw a waiter who handed the paper bag to Mr. Jono.
"This is a change of clothes for you, you contacted me and asked to bring him to the hospital, Madam," said Mr. Jono.
Dara pensively for a moment, then asked Mr. Jono to hand the paper bag to him. "Let me drive, before going to the discussion, I'll stop by the hospital."
"Good Mistress." Mr. Jono handed the paper bag containing the clothes to Dara and he resumed his work.
*****
This afternoon Wira came back to the blood bank room, where the room is a place to store blood from donors for patients who need transfusions. The woman went into one of the special rooms there and asked to be brought some blood samples for reasons to be studied at the nurse who was on guard, the nurse took him to the woman's private room and put him there. Every day that's what he did, trying to fight his fear when he saw the red liquid object.
The hero took a breath and exhaled it repeatedly, after feeling calm he opened the box containing several ampoules of blood samples in a small glass tube. When he saw the red liquid, his hands trembled again with a throbbing head, followed by a flood of cold sweat. As before, when he saw the blood, the shadow of Almira that was drenched in blood on his lap again controlled the contents of his head.
In the midst of the situation that haunts her, suddenly the door of her room opens revealing Dara in the doorway. When he saw the young girl smiling at him, all the things that had been bothering him instantly disappeared, changing with a sense of calm and tranquility that surrounded him due to Dara's presence before him