AmiKas

colorless

What's pretty beautiful?

If the colors are no longer visible

Only the voice directed

Where is the man I love.

The color of the smile I no longer see

Now all without color

Only the tone that bounces from the voice

Which tells sincerity of smile.

Without this color

Makes me pointless

Together with the one I love

I hope his voice sounds though.

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Amis

Today, I was able to get home from the hospital. After yesterday I woke up from my coma, I immediately asked to go home. Why am I hospitalized, if I'm blind and only an eye donor can make me look back.

I'm still sitting on the bed. Now there is no use for a me but just ask for help to accompany. I know you're packing to go home because of the sound you're working on. Now it's just the voice I rely on, because that's what I can count on.

"mom, put me on my veil again"

my request was immediately unraveled.I do not know what mother's reply, because mother has not replied with a voice

"are you sure, son?"

I sighed at the answer my mother asked

"i've determined in my heart, blind is no excuse even if I wear my blind veil to everyone's sight"

Mom put a veil on me. One drop of my tears just fell. a kiss of my forehead gave it to me

"you're patient, son, many love you"

I nodded my head, and immediately asked for my mother's embrace.

"mother, ami"

It was the sound of raka. I immediately released a hug.

"i'll go home, Mom, mi"

"yes to ka"

"ayo mi, we're taking the car"

I nodded, and now I was sitting in the car. In the car taka da who opened his voice, I became frightened because there was no sound of silence

"spin music dong"

I asked to play music.

I found a love for me

Darling just right wait

Waiting for me

I immediately daydreamed the memories adorned this song.My eyes had blocked tears, I held back not wanting to fall a single drop. Suddenly something landed in my hand.

"this is my mother's handkerchief for you ami"

I smiled at her, without thanking her for being afraid to tell her my sorrow.

The car no longer runs

"it's over"

My mother's voice answered my feelings.

"ayo mi, hold my hand"

I held the hand that Raka offered. I walked to where Raka walked.

"let's sit down"

Mother asked me to sit down, Raka directly sat me on the sofa in the living room that I already knew was very familiar

"raka just go home, let ami rest and raka also rest"

Mom spoke to raka

"yes ma'am, then raka's coming home. Assalamu'alaikum"

"wa'alaikumsalam" answered me with my mother together.

"now you sleep in the lower room. You slept with my mom ok son"

I just answered mom. She also led me straight to my room, and put me to bed. I didn't know what color the sky was until my mother put me to bed

"you're asleep, it's night. Good night, my son, amigea"

Mom kissed my forehead. It turns out the sky is black, I'm the one who can't see so I don't know the time.

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