7 IN THE HOSPITAL

"Luis, it's best if you go home today and just rest at home, don't work until you recover." said Marey with a full gaze.

"I just had Rey's ordinary fever, and mine has gone down too." replied Luis with a smile.

"Okay, if you feel well .. let's go." said Marey getting up from where she pushed her wheelchair out of the house onto the road for a taxi.

Luis followed Marey from behind while texting someone.

"Luis !! Come on in quickly!!" shouted Marey, who had gotten into her regular taxi who always helped her when he got out of the taxi.

Luis immediately stepped into the taxi with a smile and even greater enthusiasm.

"Luis ... I brought two lunches, these ... put them in your bag for your lunch later." said Marey as he gave a packet of rice to Luis.

"Thank you, Marey ... beautiful." said Luis with a wink.

"You're so flirtatious winked at me huh?" Marey asked, her face gushing red.

"It's just you, Marey, I make sure it's not the others." Luis said in words that made Marey even more embarrassed by Luis's words as directed at his girlfriend.

"Wait Luis, there's a message from an anonymous person." said Marey as she opened the message he had received earlier.

"Don't forget about our past memories, because our past memories are the most beautiful things in my life" - DEAN

Marey's hands trembled slightly, her eyes began to tear up after reading the message from the boy she hated but also missed a lot.

"What's up Rey? Is there something in the message? Who is Rey from? let me see?" asked Luis with his full eyes.

Marey gave her cell phone to Luis, Luis immediately read the message.

"Is it just because of this that you became like this?" Luis asked, wiping the tears that had rolled down Marey's cheeks.

"I hated it Luis, I hated him." muttered Marey in a trembling voice.

"I better just delete the message than it makes you sad." said Luis intending to delete the message but Marey's hand prevented it.

"Not Luis, just leave it and don't erase it." said Marey with a sad look.

"You still love him?" asked Luis, looking all over Marey's face.

"I don't love him anymore, I hate him so much." said Marey, turning her gaze to the side of the road.

Luis leaned his head and grabbed his chest which hurt at Marey's words.

"Miss Marey, it's here." Said Ali the taxi driver who had stopped his car.

"Mr. Ali won't pick me up in the afternoon, I might be overtime again." said Marey with a smile.

"Yes miss." Said Ali intending to help but Luis prevented it.

"Mr. Ali, let me help Marey down." said Luis again smiling.

With the same attentiveness as his partner Luis helped Marey get out of the car and get back into her wheelchair.

Arriving at the door of Marey's office, she was surprised by Ned's voice.

"Miss Marey good morning, there is another flower delivery from Dean Luther for Miss Marey. Now the interest is more, miss. Miss Marey's workplace is filled with flowers." said Ned in awe of Dean Luther's concern.

"Just take out all Ned, the employees who want to take them home go ahead. I'm allergic to flowers." said Marey feeling dizzy with Dean Luther's attitude.

"Is it true that you have a flower allergy, Rey? Since when?" asked Luis seriously.

"Do you know whether I like flowers or not? I don't know?" Marey asked, looking annoyed as she pushed her wheelchair into her study.

"I really know that you like flowers." said Luis with absolute certainty.

Marey stopped her wheelchair and turned to face Luis.

"How do you know?" Marey asked in surprise.

"I know when I first came in here you were kissing a lily flower." said Luis with a crooked smile.

"What did I say? if you like flowers? and there is one more proof that in your house a lot of various flowers, especially Lily flowers, so I can guess that you really like flowers." said Luis, winking his eyes then leaving Marey rooted in place.

"Luis, I am increasingly convinced that you are not an ordinary man, but you are a smart man, from the way you speak, you can turn off your opponent." muttered Marey with a smile on the corners of her lips.

Marey sat in her work chair and stared at the monitor screen.

Nearly two hours had passed. Marey couldn't work properly, Her mind was torn between the boy Dean Luther she still loved and Luis, the man she just knew but felt so familiar with.

"Luis Fedrick ... Dean Luther? there is something between you two that you have in common even though you are physically different." muttered Marey as she pressed the nape of her neck, which felt tired from guarding Luis all night and the wrong head position.

Four hours had passed. Marey looked at the door expecting Luis to emerge from behind the door with a mischievous smile on his handsome face.

"Drrrtt... Drrrtt... Drrrtt"

Marey's cellphone beeps over and over.

With heavy feelings Marey accepted Ned's call.

"What's up Ned?" Marey asked seriously hearing Ned's panting breath.

"Miss Marey ... Mr Luis ... Mr Luis ... Miss?" said Ned in an indistinct voice.

"What's up Ned? what about Luis? not that just fine?" Marey asked, feeling anxious about Luis's condition.

"Tuan Luis passed out Miss, from his nose bleeding. Now that I am in the office car, I will be taken to the hospital." said Ned frantically.

"Okay, Ned, just take it to the hospital. Later when my work is done I'll be there." said Marey, feeling anxious.

"Yes Miss, I will tell you which hospital and room later." said Ned then hung up the call.

Marey sat there with the news that she heard why her heart felt out of place when she found out that Luis was admitted to the hospital.

"What's ill Luis? why always bleed from his nose?" Marey asked herself, already unable to focus on her work.

"Aahhh ... I can't just stay here, I have to see it." said Marey with a heart increasingly worried about Luis's condition.

Marey rushed out of her office and called Ali to take her to the hospital.

After Ali's car arrived and helped her into the car, Marey asked Ali to drive her to the nearest hospital.

"Mr. Ali, thank you. I don't have to wait, sir, can come back." Marey said after being helped down in front of the hospital emergency room.