At the End of My Tired!

Cxxv Part

A man is training his legs, in order to adapt to his feet. Although it has been almost a month, but still does not make him accustomed to his current state.

"Master Wijaya? You shouldn't force yourself like this. You will get used to it by yourself. It takes time to adjust, but you can." A doctor approached Mr. Wijaya in a hurry. Then he took the man back to his wheelchair.

"I just feel useless with this state of my feet. How are they all, is there progress?" The man asked with a grim looking face, ever since the man woke up from his long sleep a month ago. He asks me the same thing almost every day.

"The girl had already shown significant progress, the night her fingertips moved, it could have been just a reflex. Just pray that the girl and the others wake up like you." Obviously the doctor gave a little hope to his master, hopefully the results of his research colleagues, can produce results that they all hope for.

"Hopefully, I was expecting it." He said again with a sad face, but looks twinkle hope in both eyes.

"Master, your medicine." A male nurse approached them with a tray in her hand. "This is your master, breakfast and medicine." Say it again while putting the tray on the table in front of his master.

"I'll eat myself, thank you." The man took the bowl in the nurse's hand.

"Well, if you need anything, just call me. I'm in the room you used to visit, press this button. Then I'll be here soon. Obviously the nurse was friendly, then resigned to his master, also to the doctor Danu who was still there.

"What's this name, every day I drink it without ever knowing what it's called." Ask Mr. Wijaya to Doctor Danu, while looking at the contents of the glass that is deep green.

"It was a kind of extract from the leaves of the herbal plant formulated by doctor Levita, most of his extracts he used as research materials to serve as medicine and liquid injection. We've been using it for more than two years now, and it's been shown to speed up the healing process in wounds and prevent infections and complications." Obviously doctor Danu with passion and a sense of pride. Seen once, if the doctor really appreciates the findings of his colleague.

"It feels a little strange, but thank you very much. For all the hard work you've done. I hope this medicine works well for all of them too." Mr. Wijaya resumed the rest of his breakfast. In his heart was unceasing gratitude, as well as prayers for those who were still sound asleep, in endless dreams.

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"Are you sure you'll stay here longer?"

"I support whatever your decision is, it's time to let go, if it's necessary to let go. It's not your fault if it all happened, and it's nobody's fault either. We are all in an unfavorable position, destiny is not on our side when we need it. But God has prepared another better destiny for us to live." The man paused his speech, rubbing the corner of his eye.

"What we need to do now, never repeat the same mistakes, learn from the past, appreciate what you already have and take care of it. Don't lose it a second time. Regret is a liver disease that has no cure, so try not to experience it many times. It hurts more than you dying waiting for death to come." His words again, while staring straight, at the netra of the man who was sitting in front of him. With an unread look. He had also experienced the disease, which made him almost lose his wife and children.

There was a feeling of guilt in his heart, but he tried to ignore it. Let it be like this first, everyone needs to learn to control himself, learn from his mistakes and be able to study what is good which is not. So that in the future it does not immediately, swallow roundly, what they see and hear without finding out the truth first.

"Come to me if you need help, don't hesitate. Come home, Kira might not be there. But we're still your family, aren't we?" Keenan is back. The man looked more friendly than before. After what happened, a lot of things changed in their lives.

"Okay, I'll definitely come see you, if I need any help with the company. I'm also going to play house, I always miss the atmosphere of that big house that father owns." Reply Daniel chuckled softly. More precisely, his longing was focused on past memories. And it is always firmly attached in the heart until at any time.

"Yes, you're right. The house is not as happy as before, the atmosphere is different now. Kalla preferred to settle in Singapore, without ever wanting to return. And Kavin, only comes home once in a while, to see dad or play with my kids. And, mother. Prefer to go, to treat his heartache with his own efforts." Said the cold man with a sad face, the state of his family scattered, making his heart even more hurt. It was just that he preferred to keep her alone.

"Sometimes I feel like, born as an only child, Keyra rarely stopped by the house even though we were not far away. He preferred to meet the father outside, so his heart did not get sicker. Keyra still blames himself to this day. The boy changed drastically, became even more reserved, and also a little gluttonous." Keenan poured out everything that stuck in his heart all this time, without him noticing. Maybe because there was too much weight piling up on his shoulders, without any one person he could share with.

Daniel was just trying to be a good listener, he didn't know what to respond to. He was also in a sense of guilt that was no less big, than Keyra felt.

The two men were silent with blank stares, they were at war with their own feelings and thoughts.

While in a distant place, a girl had just opened her eyes. He was the last to wake up from a long sleep.

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