
“Yes. Have you eaten?” Bayu's glance was directed at the man who was trying to eavesdrop on their conversation. There was a tinge of jealousy implied from the look of the eyes that suddenly turned mellow.
Shanuella. “Eat now . It's already night.”
Bayu's attention is always on his wife and children. In fact, even when he was experiencing pain and misfortune, the man always thought of both.
“Ya, Mas.”
...🍒🍒🍒...
The treatment room turned silent by midnight. The chatter that had dominated in the middle of the room was not heard anymore. Bayu and Shanuella had fallen asleep with their hands together. The patient was lying on the bed and his wife was sitting with her body curved towards the gurney. Putting his head down there, the beautiful woman was completely asleep. His smooth snoring voice sounded orderly and orderly.
The only person still awake is Rarendra. Occupying a black sofa bed in one corner of the room, she sat staring at the sleeping couple on top of the gurney. His heart was slapped, the man seemed to be made aware of the reality he had been ignoring all along.
“They're married? Then there's Lana?”
The question sounded slow and unclear to whom. The gaze continued to watch, fixed on Shanuella who was asleep.
“You married her? Wh why? You don't love her, ‘kan?”
From a distance, he watched the hand that continued to weave. Jemari complement each other, friendly and not separated since.
“Why should I be jealous? Isn't our story long over?”
Giving up after a long time of staying on the sofa, Rarendra stepped closer. Trimming the distance, he could see and touch Shanuella who was being lulled in the dreamland.
“Shan.” Rarendra glanced towards the gurney. The man with the wound because of his actions was closing his eyes. The roar of breath seemed to go up and down, indicating that the owner was asleep.
Slightly crouched down, Rarendra whispered back. “Sleep on the couch, not here. Must be achy all.” Eyes directed at the hand of Shanuella and Bayu, upset present with jealousy. The elaboration of the braid of both hands that makes eye pain and growling slowly.
Making sure the two were completely unraveled, Rarendra carried Shanuella to the sofa. He could not allow the intimacy to happen before his eyes again even with ordinary things. The heart heats up, his pride is trampled.
“Sleep here, Shan. You better sleep here than there.” Rarendra smiled with satisfaction. He saw a tiny figure drooping helplessly filled the sofa.
Shanuella was not disturbed. Just move slowly and continue sleeping again.
“Goodnight, Baby. Sweet dreams.”
Whispering sweet words, Rarendra perfected it with a kiss on the forehead. Closing his eyes, he enjoyed the one-sided kiss he had long missed. Just as she was about to enforce her position, she was shocked when Shanuella suddenly hugged tightly around her neck and did not let her away.
He held her tight while whispering. “Blade ...”.
Deg.
Rarendra. Still in a bent position, he resigned as his body was pulled closer and hugged tightly.
He still keeps my name in his heart?
Goggle. The dream that had disappeared suddenly continued again. Rarendra's eyes sparkled with new hopes and dreams.
“Blade, where are you? I'm waiting for you to come home. Me and Lana ..”
The sound in the sleep stopped when the sound of a bottle of drink dropped from the nightstand. Rarendra turned around and found Bayu staring intently at him.
“Shan, wake up!” shouts Bayu, restraining jealousy.