100 Days of Loving You
Had to visit him again
RSJKO waiting room.
I make regular visits once a month today. Although I was actually so lazy to do it. Not only because I was going to meet him, but the remaining bruises last night had not healed, so I had to use long-sleeved clothes and sunglasses to cover it.
Shuuutz.... A nurse took a cigarette from my hand.
"You've been told, you can't smoke in this neighborhood." he said.
"I don't want to come here, but you're the one who forced me to keep coming and see her" I replied, annoyed.
The nurse's name is Ricky. He was the friendliest with me when it came. At other times, always look at me lightly because of the work I am doing right now.
"This.." said Ricki, by giving some candy seeds to him.
"You think I'm a kid?"
"You never even felt the beauty of being a little boy, did you?"
"Hhh, Sok knows." I replied briefly as I chewed candy from him.
"What's wrong with your eyes? With your body, and the others? You got a bad customer?"
"You psychic?"
"Just guess, because your tumben is wearing a long-sleeved shirt and glasses." replied Ricki.
I smiled, then opened my glasses. And I raised my bows a little, that He might see all the wounds.
"You see this? This, and this... But this is the same as what that man did to me, almost every day when he was sane. The difference is, I'm in Bayae this time with expensive. It only takes a short break to recover." I replied, in a relaxed tone to him.
" I've even tried to kill myself many times, but why is it still safe" I murmured to him.
"Stop... Try to find another job, which is more lawful and a blessing to you?"
I just laughed when I heard that saying. Not only this time he told me, but I still laughed at him.
"You want to marry me? You want to guarantee my life, and you want to help take care of my father?" lyrics to him.
"I-I mean..."
"Don't advise too much, if you can't help with solutions. Live your life with all your evilness. I will remain like this, until there is a good destiny to take me away." I replied, and a flat look at him.
All the patrons had gathered in the space that had been provided. Sit neatly and wait for their families to come out to each other to let go of the long-buried miss.
Some bring their favorite food, some bring their favorite items, some even bring a set of tools for their families to pray there.
"Repent? Crazy is not a crime until He must repent. It is precisely you who must repent, and take care of your own husband at home. Not thrown away like this." I murmured in my heart.
They all looked at me in wonder, because I was the most conspicuous one there. When everyone looked neatly dressed, and as simple as possible, I was wearing a heart-red outfit that looked so striking with sunglasses, and the hair that was so beautifully smeared. Another of the others who mostly wore his hijab.
In fact, some of them even think I'm crazy here.
The nurses started removing the patients. And they went out to meet their families. Cuddling each other, and crying releases longing. I could only stare at them with a flat gaze, and could never empathize with all that feeling.
"Mba Intan, it's her father." call a nurse, who's taking dad in with his wheelchair.
