AmiKas

sadness later

There isn't really

No one will ever think

We landed on this island

The island where I found sadness later

I was sad with a bunch of Tanya

The one who answered did not know

It occupies the heart

To me, he doesn't know

I still didn't expect

And cannot accept

This happened so very much in the air

I don't want to linger

In this situation

I'm hard to accept

He was blind to see me

And he was blind to see seven days yesterday

Which I went through with him.

 

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Amis

The door of the room protecting the raka opened, the doctor came out with a face that was difficult to interpret. I guessed, but I don't want to be sure, it's too hard to predict even to accept I don't guarantee it,

“tante sarah”

A new foreign voice piercing my eardrum had just sounded, but calling out to mother sarah?, who was she?, I focused my gaze on a warrior who was walking towards us in anxiety. I was a little surprised, the woman hugged mother sarah, and the second concern was ma'am sarah who returned her embrace, did ma'am sarah know her? Or even his brother? Or it could be raka's best friend, because really I just saw her, and I never saw her on campus with raka, rakapun never told me about this. Dad came from the toilet and called me, why is he coming and asking for greetings

Dad seemed to be remembering but father was not like mother sarah who immediately returned her embrace. Ms. Sarah immediately pulled her hand to speak to him face-to-face and whispered, without allowing me and the others to know. Why do I want to know who he is, God!

“mother, father, may I start”

The doctor's voice resuscitated me and everything from the woman. Me and the others nodded and quietly allowed the doctor to explain what had happened to the raka.

“ I was shocked by the situation that just showed from his coma for two days, and it turns out that after I checked and blood tests raka again, with a heavy heart I had to tell, he said, raka suffered from mild amesia”

Ms. Sarah immediately looked for a chair nearby, while I hugged my mother who was also very sad

“why doc? Why could? Did I donate blood to my son, Doc?”

Mr. Fhaisal asked out loud but his rhythm was heart-wrenching who listened

“let me explain in advance yes sir, please calm down. From the first start of the accident raka had experienced severe bleeding, and indeed this was the result of severe bleeding, he who had to wait for a fairly long blood donor, and indeed this was the result of severe bleeding, resulting in a nerve cell in his brain that is disturbed from the blood that came out of his head during the accident, and resulted in him experiencing mild amesia, but please the parents are patient, this amesia will not last long, he said, since this is light, I hope that everyone here is trying to recover their memories little by little, don't force them because they will be in pain, at the earliest one month the raka will recover if we both give our best for the memory of the raka, and hopefully only one month yes sir, I hope the father and mother are patient and do not despair because the raka must be healed and recover as before, I say yes sir, Bu”.

May I tell you my situation now, I seem to be struck by the lightning of a universe so evil, I have just made peace and found my family who actually love me, I've been given more grief because my loved ones probably won't know me for a month, unlike the seven days I spent with him yesterday, I had to go through a phase where Raka forgot seven days yesterday and one night before the next day she was in this ICU room. I can't stand all this anymore, I'm taking myself out of this situation, I'm hard to accept, it's too hard and too painful, raka who sacrificed her two days just for the coma that I should have felt, not her, and should also be my memory that should be lost, she said, it is not his memory that has become my happiness even though I must feel forgotten about him himself.

I ran to the hospital backyard. Rain is not the rain of sadness that I feel anymore, but it has become a flood that hit my heart and brain that has been written his name is mengedet every reason that I do.and now, I am, I've been drowned out by the grief I just heard I haven't seen.

“amigea son mother”

I paused for a moment and waited for my mother to sit next to me, just as she was sitting, I grabbed her hug, I hugged her very tightly, there was no gap I made for anyone.

“kok son mom crying? Mother's son is strong, nangis” time

I kept crying, not one bit to breathe to answer the words of the mother, the mother just smiled and understood. Mother forced my eyes to look at her

“ami, it's not your fault, but it's his destiny. You may cry but do not drown to helplessness like this, I know it must be difficult, but this is a trial for you, if raka is your soul mate, God will definitely recover his memory of you, and if you are sure and love raka, you must try little by little to recover the memory of raka. If it is a match for sure there will be a way to be together again, and you should know, the soul mate will not get lost to the soul mate of others, because he will not be comfortable for long with his soul mate, my son”

I nodded the sign I understood with what mom explained, I hugged mom again

“thank you mom, I understand”

“ya already, let's go home, to a friend later if you are better and there is no name crying again, where maybe you find a raka who forgets memory with this condition, let the raka for today only, son, tomorrow you just meet his friend ok?”

I just wanted to refute

“mom please dear, this is for your good and raka too, trust mom”

With so heavy a day and resigned, I was forced to leave the raka and not meet her for three days.

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