At the end of the day, meta stuck with danzel and Kevin. He enjoyed the company of the two young men. According to meta Kevin and danzel they were friends who understood and looked after each other. Even a meta wouldn't help when Kevin told her about his brother who died and was a future wife of danzel.
"To be honest as I saw and knew anastasia, I could feel again how my heart throbbing at the sight of girls. I fell in love with anastasia. But I can't let my stupid, obnoxious best friend lose her true love, too. Nor could I lie to myself if I had the heart to lie to anastasia for too long," said danzel.
Confession danzel made a meta shake his head. How could he speak so freely in the presence of Kevin and Kevin himself not looking jealous, meta had never seen a friendship like this before. The girl's tears were not in her cheeks.
"You people are making me cry. I honestly have never seen such friendship," the meta said with a quivering voice holding back tears.
"Then you have to help this fool get to anastasia's heart," retorted danzel, glancing at Kevin, who was in a bad way.
"You're trying to take advantage of my condition of being immobilized, see if I can make a move," Kevin muttered while rubbing his lips.
"Don't sulk like a virgin!" said danzel.
"Heh, you guys! Stop bickering like children," said the meta. In the end his third laugh burst.
It was almost evening when meta arrived home. Anastasia buzzed at her laptop just glanced at her and then she went back serious about her job.
"Making what, ma 'am?" said the meta as I approached anastasia.
"I suddenly had the idea to create a new story. So I quickly wrote it. Is it crowded in the hospital? Why so late in the afternoon?"
"I met an old friend of mine at the hospital, sister. So, I'll talk to him until I lose track of time, and I'm sorry, sister," the meta answered a little lie. Correction, it wasn't a lie because Kevin and danzel are his buddies now anyway. Only they weren't old friends. But, her new friend.
"Have you eaten?"
"No, Mbak. Did you eat yet?"
"What shall we eat at noon? Earlier, I called Kevin and he was with my chemotherapy danzel. I really wanted to have dinner with him."
Meta held his breath, he felt bad at the words of anastasia.
"Didn't sister want to see danzel at the hospital?" said meta carefully.
"Kevin says they're coming home soon. Danzel never made a tracheotomy if it was just chemotherapy. She said she felt worse when she was in the hospital," anastasia says.
Meta exhaled. Just before Kevin told her that the aftereffects of chemotherapy left him with nausea and vomiting. She's lost her appetite, too. That is why he never wanted to stay where he was, for if he was in the hospital he would feel even sicker. But if he was at home he felt much better.
"I remember when my father was a child when he was given cancer, and my mother was always there for you. And dad always said no to the hospital. Even dad would hide his illness from me and sister lisa."
"By the way, isn't today you must go shooting? But, why are you home?"
"Earlier, the photo shoot didn't last long. Steven called and said that he was sick. But what sister lisa said was that he had a problem with his wife. Ma 'am lisa tolerates just for today. So, because of the photo shoot, I decided to go home, I thought you'd be home before noon."
Meta drew breath and rubbed his face slowly.
"Ma 'am, how would you feel if someone who is closest to you now suffers from the same disease that your father suffered? Will ma 'am feel sad or what?" asked meta carefully.
Anastasia looked at the meta and immediately stopped the work of typing the text that she was doing.
"Who's sick? Did the doctor just convict you?" anastasia asked with a sudden tense and serious look.
"Smoke shit, sister. If one of your closest friends got the disease, what would you do?"
Anastasia shut her eyes for a moment and inhale deeply. Then she slowly blew it out.
"If the person closest to me was sick like dad, I would always be there for him and be there for him. I'll make her feel healthy and forget that she's sick. I'll make him enjoy life, never mind pain or anything. Because I read once when a man fit.
"Didn't you feel any more trauma from your loss?" said meta.
Anastasia wrinkled her forehead: "that's a little unusual for you to ask me. Do I have any close friends who are sick right now?" he asked.
"There is," answered the meta.
"Who?"
"Danzel."
"Ah, yes. I feel bad for him, if only he had a girlfriend. Perhaps the love and support of her will allow her to rise and endure. But, at least he has Kevin. Kevin had always been there for her, even though they were just friends, but they were more than brothers. You saw when we came here to meet them, they were very close, right?'
"Yes, they even look like sisters," said the meta.
Suddenly, anastasia clapped meta's shoulder taut, "auuh! Sick, sister!" called a meta while grimacing his shoulder. While anastasia just smiled slightly.
"Sorry, I suddenly remembered something. You're still single, right? No boyfriend yet? What if you and danzel are dating? Maybe, if she had you as her lover it would make her feel better and happy. Well, let's say you did some good.
"No ah, I can't do that, ma 'am. How can I go with him when he's killing me? If I take care of him, who will take care of you, sister?" said meta. Actually at this meta moment is shocked to death. How could anastasia have such a thought.
Anastasia took a deep breath. Meta's right, if the meta's always with danzel how's he doing.
"I can ask Kevin to switch seats with you," he said in order to make a full-figured meta.
"Now, please be cool. What sister lisa said later, I disagree. I don't have any feelings for danzel anyway. He needs someone who really loves him, sister. It's not like I only have a pity. He needs no pity. But that person needs real love and genuine love, sister."