Remembering you made me suffer an invisible wound. It's poignant, but I love the thrill.
~May i go?
I opened my eyes but the reflexes closed back when I saw the light that was too bright. I opened my eyes again, this time slowly. Blink briefly to adjust the light. I looked around to make sure I knew where I was lying. The white wall with the smell of drugs that sting my nose, as well as the infusion needle stuck in my right hand, is enough to explain where I am.
The place I hate the most in the world.
'Ahh I'm going home.'
Just as the last sentence in my mind was spoken, the door opened, showing a woman with a daster motif of flowers and wrinkles on her pretty face. I hate the wrinkles on her face. Because it's all because of me.
Quickly the woman I used to call mama came up to me with a worried expression that was already attached to her face every time I saw her. That affectionate woman started coming up with a lot of questions about my situation. I fell silent, not knowing what to explain why this happened to me. Seeing me just fell silent, mom stopped her questions from colliding. My mom looked me in the eye and as if to know what I was feeling, My mom bent down to hug me who was lying in a hospital bed. Still hugging me without words, apparently mama's tears had spilled over my chest. My tears were slowly dripping, I felt so guilty for having to make my mother continue to grieve.
'I'm sorry, ma'
I reciprocated hugging my mom, by wrapping my hand around mom's back.
The door was opened roughly by my dad, maybe because he heard mom's crying, my dad became angry. My dad took my mom into his arms. Mom's crying voice is getting louder, making Dad hug my mom tightly and stroking mom's head to calm down. Feeling that my mom wouldn't calm down if it was still by my side, my dad took my mom out, I could only keep quiet looking at it, because I was very aware that all of my mom's sadness was due to thinking of me.
My dad stopped his move when he was in front of the door, 'At least if you want to act stupid, don't make anyone else worry about you!'
Then my dad left without a single look at me. I smiled in the middle of my tears, my dad and my mom cared deeply for me, even though my dad didn't show it clearly. I closed both my eyes with my arms. I know, in dad's words, that he want I don't do stupid things that makes them worry.
Their worries remind me of someone lurking in my brain. Makes me remember the past that makes my heart feel more painful. Because at the end of the part, I have to be made aware of a fact that I still don't want to believe.
October 20, 2017'You can eat spicy food! Herein your ramyeon let me eat that.' -at that time in the school canteen.
'Iiih!! You can not eat fried food!! Give it to me!' -at that time in front of the schooll fence.
'Duh you're can not drink wheeled drinks.' -at that time in the cafe with our friends.
When I was at my house, my mom and my dad were still in the office. And my brother who I've guessed prefers to keep busy with games in his room, rather than having to look at his brother's romance and become a mosquito repellent.
'What are you try to doing today?' I asked when we just got to the door with hef who just got off my bike.
'It's okay, really. What's wrong?'
'Let's go in.' She said while holding me to get into the house. When I just sat down on the living room couch, she went straight into the kitchen. Soon she came with a tray containing peeled apples and melons and cut into pieces, as well as some oranges, and two glasses of water. She put everything on the table, then sat next to me. 'Aaaa.... the train is ready to slide..' she said while thrusting a small piece of melon.
I took the fruit. I grab the fork she's holding to feed her too. 'Why have you been paying attention to my food lately?' I asked her the question I wanted to ask in front of the house.
'Don't you and your band want to be in the competition next week?'
'Don't you and your band want to be in the competition next week?''Yes, how do you know that?' I asked him, because I did hide this to her.'I can't tell? So why don't you tell me? Do you be ashamed to have a girlfriend like me? Or.. Oh, I know, do you want to flirting with other girls, huh? Do you-' I covered her mouth that super duper chatty with my hand.'Mmpph mmpphh''Ssttt... I'm off but listen to me talk first yaa ...' she nodded her head. After that I just let go of my hand. But seeing her back wanting to talk I went back to silence her mouth. Sensing her pouting lips I finally let go of my hand. She didn't speak but her head bowed to avoid my gaze. I took her chin facing her towards me.'So I'm going to keep this secret because I want
I chose to leave the hospital the next morning. I didn't expect that God would still give me a child who was so rebellious to her mother, a chance to live. Yesterday when I daydreamed of her, I was swept away by memories we did not realize there was a car that rolled towards the road and almost hit me, lucky the owner of the car immediately turned the steering wheel and just nudged me, but I fell and my head was hit by the asphalt road made me lose consciousness and immediately rushed to the hospital.The administration of the hospital is also borne by the owner of the car. Yesterday while I was busy with my mind, my phone rang and brought news that could calm my thundering heart. My mama texted me that she was fine and just in shock because of the accident I had, and she told me to stay and eat a lot.There aren't many words I wrote to reply to it I was only able to write 'I'm sorry and thank you so much mom, I love mommy so much'. I'm
Ddddukk “Aahhh …”I moaned in pain. My head is pulsing. A basketball hit my head.A grown man and a small child approached me, the little boy of a male and about seven-year-old took a basketball that rolled next to a park chair, took him in his arms in front of his stomach, then returned to the man's side. The man then smiled badly while looking at me."I'm sorry, sir. I'm teaching my son to play basketball. Come on, 'Son apologize,"' he said asking his son to apologize to me. At first the boy looked innocently at his father, then with his sinless face he looked at my face. "I'm sorry, Om," he said.Hah never mind it's also my fault, my inner self-mocking that comes back to be remembered about the brunette girl who continues to haunt my mind, even just by looking at the picture of her that is on the screen of my phone.I sto
But all of a sudden she pushed me to the ground."aw." My ass landed perfectly, luckily the fur carpet around the couch was so thick that it made my ass not too sore."Aha! Let's see this!" she exclaimed after getting my phone."Ah! Sh**!" I swear by the temptation."You're swearing at me baby?" she asked in a seductive tone. I immediately rose from the falling position of my seat. Then immediately sit behind her and hug her from behind. Kissed her neck that eweed a sweet scent."You're naughty!" I said, pretending to scold her. And still holding her body from behind, while my nose was still perched on her fragrant white neck."How abut now? Which is more naughty? Me or you?" she mocked me apparently. I tickled her stomach, made her roll."Ah, that's enough," she said with a blushing face. If I hadn't waited I would
"That's enough, when are you going to start working to win that race if it keeps spoiling me?" she was trying to escape, from the trappings of my arms. "Ah I don't want to. let us be like this first." I'm shaking her body to the right and to the left. she suddenly pushed me until I fell down on the couch, and she who put her hands on the right and left sides of my head, with one leg bent on the couch, almost hit my future. At first I looked into her eyes then checked my future, I made an expression of relief, hufft fortunately still safe I thought. she ducked down and laughed. "Hahahaa... Almost yes babe, will it hurt?" she asked in a plaintive tone. I pulled it to sit on my left thigh. "Stay here, keep me doing my job." I then took my drawing pad which luckily didn't fall when I threw it. Turn it on and start designing something.<
"Wait!"The voice of a woman I used to hear quite often because the woman I like always brought me here every two months, made me stop my move."Mas Williem why here? Don't want to go inside first?" Auntie Em stepped on her feet towards me. In her hand he was holding a garbage can, ah surely Auntie had just returned from the back of the house after throwing away some garbage bags."Where are the kids? Why is Auntie Em throwing garbage alone?" I asked wondered, because usually the kids must always go wherever Auntie Em goes."The kids were sleeping, they were just working today, and after having a big dinner party, they were exhausted and ended up asleep." Auntie Em explained."Wow it must be so exciting." I'm sure the kids must have had a great time earlier.I'm trying to take over the trash can in Auntie Em's hands. "No, your hands will be dirty, mas Williem better come in first, Auntie
I was back in my seat when AuntIe Em served me the dish. Oh yes why me and my girl call Aunt Em, it's because all the kids in this orphanage call Aunt Em, mom, so me and my girl to call Aunt Em, auntie, and of course this is agreed aunt Em."Have a drink, son," said AuntIe Em, allowing me to drink."Thank you Bi Em." I sipped a cup of tea served to me. The scent of jasmine briefly fill my sense of smell before I sip the tea."It has been a long time since you two did not come here, at first the children of the orphanage were very sad because of the loss of the figure of the brothers who invited them to play and learn. But luckily, some weeks you're not here, there are new people who entertain the hearts of the children here by inviting them back to play chases,
I shifted my body, to let the princess sit next to me."Take a look at this, Mida! Again there is a group of students who again ngadain bazar around here. But we can buy online, loh. Take a look at the books they sell!" said my girl while showing her phone to Mida who was not initially interested, but changed her interest when she heard the word 'Book' and immediately pulled Keyza's phone for her to observe further. My girl seemed happy because she managed to attract the attention of her interlocutor."Eh yes really good there is a fable story ... let's buy ayoo," said Mida while holding my girl's hand, I'm a little unwilling someone else to touch my girl's hand, even though I'm the one who just dated her very rarely touch her hand. I pulled my girl's hand out of her grasp."Let's go home!" I asked Keyza as he pulled out my backpack. Jealous because her attention is no longer centered on me. "Uh, wait a minute." He stopped my move. "You mas ...<