When Married?
KM Part 67's

Literature waited in a huff feeling uneasy and her heart was not calm.

"Flower, where are you, I hope you're okay." He murmured in his heart.

Twenty minutes later Rasya got on his motorcycle, Literature asked him to guide the way to Nana's house immediately.

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Nana just got in front of her hostel. He wondered why the boarding room was pitch-black, the lights inside and the headlights were not on.

Could the flowers have gone? But the shoes are still outside, or the flower overslept? Mumbled himself.

He tipped a packet of fried rice ordered by Bunga and opened the door that turned out to be unlocked, Nana went inside and groped the wall looking for a light switch. When the light came on, there was a flower lying on the sofa.

"Hhhhh.. This basic sloppy child anyway, sleeping door is not in the lock where dark-eight again."

Nana puts the package on the table and wakes up Bunga to eat his fried rice while still warm.

"Flower hey wake up, this is your order fried rice, pretty flowers let's get up." Nana shook the body of the Flower many times but there was no reaction and the girl did not move in the slightest.

Nana noticed the face of the Flower that turned out to be more pale compared to earlier in the afternoon and her lips turned slightly blue, Nana felt something was wrong and then she revealed the blanket that Flowers wore.

To his surprise, fresh blood pooled under the thighs of Flowers made the white shirt turn red. Nana screamed and shouted hysterically.

"Bungaaaa. ka-you why Flowers, hyks hyks hyks."

Nana hugged Bunga and cried, she was so shocked to see the state of her best friend like that. Nana pinches the cheeks of Flowers hoping Flowers open her eyes.

"The flower of flowers, why do you become like this, Bunga. hyks hyks hyks."

Then Nana looked at the small round bottle next to Bunga, and while reading the writing on the bottle Nana grew even more panicked because it seemed like Bunga was intending to commit suicide by downing a sleeping pill.

"Why are you?" Rasya ran up to him.

"That's it," Nana stammered as she sobbed."

"That's what Na, there's a maling?" Rasya is worried.

"Bu-not Sya, Flower Sya Bunga.. hyks hyks hyks."

Nana pulls Rasya's hand in, but Literature breaks in right ahead of them when she hears Nana mention the Flower's name.

Literature was stunned to see the weakly lying Flower with a very pale face, lips that started turning blue and a pool of blood under her thighs flooding the white dress that the girl was wearing. Literature like a doormat person immediately jumped towards the sofa and scooped Flowers into his carrier.

"Your flowers why, why are you like this dear, dear flowers open your eyes, Flowers...."

Literature patted Flowers' cheeks hoping the girl would open her eyes.

"Well, what happened to the flowers?" Literature asked with trembling hands hugging tightly onto the body of the Flower."

"I also do not know Sir, when I came home the Flower was like this, and I found this beside the Flower" said Nana as she sobbed.

Literature received a bottle from Nana, she read it and her heart immediately felt like it was being squeezed firmly because it turned out that Flower intended to end life and it was definitely because she was the cause.

"Literary sir we should quickly bring Bunga to the hospital," pinta Nana lirih.

Without further ado Literature carried Flowers to her car.

"Rasya, you're driving!" Literature threw her car keys at Rasya. And he sat in the back seat with Flowers on his lap.

Rasya and Nana entered, then the car immediately shot across the road to the hospital.