Beautiful In Dark

28. Travelling Dark

I give you the rewards of kindness, patience, fortitude, hospitality and sincerity

I'm sorry for my wickedness, my insistence, my selfishness, my anger, my deafness and my self-doubt for you who has accompanied me at all times

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"Sister, I don't know how else to thank you."

"I sincerely help you. Don't waste this opportunity. Curse all your complaints, let no one be missed. Okay?"

"Okay, brother."

"May my body still be strong, yes."

"Sister, I'm a little bit of a nope"

"This is for you. You must calm down, straighten out all the wrong problems between you and your brother. Don't complain about being the same as me."

"Em. okay, brother."

"Good."

The sound of an open door disperse Lita's concentration on Sifa's spirit and turn to look at Father who just entered with a big smile.

"Morning, father," said Lita cheerfully.

"Who are you talking to? Just now I heard your voice," Dad said in surprise, his hand producing a glass of mineral water as he walked closer.

Lita cleared her throat, then looked at the morning sky that looked clean and peaceful. "Dad, I want to go for a walk with Dad."

"Drink first," Father replied gently.

Lita's smile expands. He drank it and his father stroked his hair fondly. Lita felt warm, comfortable and happy.

"Come, Dad," Lita asked as she spread her hand. "Baskey, huh? Please."

Dad laughed. His smile broadened and instantly turned around, handing his back to Lita. "Please princess."

Lita immediately tightened her embrace on Dad's neck and Dad carried her later. Dad was surprised because Lita wasn't as heavy as he thought and it made him sad. Why didn't he love Lita so much?

"Where were you going?" father asked, smiling widely and hoping his sadness could disappear.

"I want to see a fish pond that has turtles, a fountain in the same park over the hospital. I want to see the view from above as well as enjoy the wind," explained Lita cheerfully, voicing her desire during this week of being in the hospital.

Yesterday his classmates came, visited. Lita was obviously shocked and moved, not expecting all this time they also care about Lita. His friends at Night Time also came, even Mia took the time to attend and pray for him to heal quickly.

Darinya I thank you for taking care of Lita when she was unconscious. Lita was very happy, the time became more colorful and filled.

They joked until the afternoon, then Darka came. The man is still just as sweet, his behavior that makes Lita laugh out loud and now he is at school.

Lita was looking forward to her arrival.

"Many are also the destinations." Dad laughed happily. "Then we go to the pool with the turtles first, huh?"

"okay!" Lita exclaimed in spirit. "Dad, go!"

Dad immediately walked a bit quickly, passing through the corridor that was slow because it was still morning. Every now and then he mimics the sound of the car, the brakes and shakes Lita as if through an obstacle.

They're having fun. Lita laughed happily as if she was a five-year-old because Dad treated her like that.

Before long, they arrived at the pool near the main waiting room and Father dropped Lita down so that the child could see the turtles.

Lita was still laughing as Dad gave her a slightly disheveled hairdo. "Thank you, Dad!"

"Together," Father replied, really trying not to cry. "You're so happy, yeah. You have to heal so Dad can carry you every day."

"I'm not heavy, am I?" asked Lita with a sad smile. "Dad will be tired."

Dad shook his head, rejecting Lita's words. "Dad will never be tired of happy father's only son."

"I don't want to be sad anymore, Dad. As for the people who see, they will cry. I don't like seeing it," Lita replied with a smile. "Especially if Daddy's crying. I became kesel. Dad's been tough, huh?"

"That's a nongol turtle!" I shouted suddenly, taking Lita's eyes off.

Looking at the two turtles that appeared, Lita's eyes twinkled and her smile grew even more. "Ih, funny. I want to hold on."

"Don't, they'll bite" Dad said.

Even when he saw the fountain in the park, Lita was still so happy. It was as if the emotions he had were just happy and happy.

Lita's hand stalled, welcoming the small fountain in front of her with a sparkling gaze. "Uh, cold."

"It's still morning" said the father next to him. "The air is no less cold."

Lita looked up, looking up at the Surya who had shone greeting today. Her lips are now pouting. "We should have seen the sunrise. Must be beautiful."

"You're going to the roof now?" take Dad with a big smile.

"Yes, I will," Lita replied with a quick nod that was no less happy with Dad who immediately squatted in front of her, presenting his back as a vehicle.

Still carrying Dad, Lita tightened her arms around his neck. Not that Lita intends to trouble Dad, but she wants to enjoy the closeness with Dad. It was rare to spend time with my dad.

"Dad," said Lita as she and Dad were climbing the stairs to the next floor, to the roof.

Lucky Lita's room was in the top two floors, so I had no problem climbing the stairs to get there.

"Yes, what?"

"If you're tired, I'm in a wheelchair" said Lita slowly.

"It's okay, Daddy's strong! Shit up again, kok!"

"Yes already. Dad, fighting!" lita said encouragingly.

Dad laughed and before long, they reached the roof. Lita immediately sparkled again to see the morning scenery with warm sunlight hitting her body after being lowered by Father.

"Woah, Dad, this is beautiful," said Lita in awe. "If there was a mother, we would be happier, yes."

"Yes" I agree. "If there was a mother, you wouldn't believe it. It's all Dad's fault."

Lita was immediately surprised when she turned her head and found Dad with tears in his eyes. He tried not to cry, but his heart did not obey. Lita immediately approached, she wiped away Dad's tears with a sliced heart.

"It's all God's destiny, Dad. You don't have to feel guilty. We are not wrong" said Lita slowly, and finally her tears also fell.

His movements began to sound and reflexes made Dad embrace him tightly. "Sorry Dad, son."

"It's okay, Dad." Lita drowned her head in Dad's chest. "Thank you for being my father and always by my side."

Indeed, Father's heart is like being beaten to pieces when he hears the heartfelt words of his son. All the bad treatment, Lita doesn't deserve it.

"Dad... has been evil with you, son, sorry," asked Dad again, with soft and blurred eyes with tears. He hugged his son tightly. "Thank you for accepting Dad, son. Thanks..."

"You're as bad as Dad, Dad is still my dad," Lita replied quietly, she was just as good at crying and hiccups. "The one who loves me and I love the most in this world."

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"Hi."

Lita doesn't know why she's so happy to have Darka coming this afternoon. The man was still in his uniform, looking like he had just returned from school. Her smile expanded on her tired face, making Lita smile to welcome her arrival.

"Learn what?" lita asked, feeling used to it because yesterday she learned from Darka's notes.

Darka took off her bag and sat down on the chair beside Lita's bed. "Today I don't understand the same lesson, but there's something I have to tell you."

"Hm, what?"

"Ta-da," Darka said as he pointed out the piece of paper he had prepared. "This is a list of lo biodata. I want to get to know you more. Think I mulu that story. Now it's your turn."

"Hm? Ah, okay-okay." Lita is interested in Darka.

"Name?"

"Jelita Geannesa."

"That means, is it?" ask Darka curiously.

Lita shook her head painfully. "My mom"

"okay-okay. So, what is your hobby?" cut Darka who understands and does not want to make the atmosphere sad. Seeing Lita, he no longer wants to fight his father.

"Hobby, huh? Hm," thought Lita feeling confused herself.

"It's in the room."

"No. That's called lazy, not a hobby." Darka crossed his arms in front of his chest, forming an X mark. "The hobby is acting, I guess. Sing, dance, read, write poetry, fish, cook, play badminton, etc."

"Oh, that's it." Lita nodded, but on second thought she did not seem to have a hobby. His life was always straight and monotonous. "Gue's confused, Dar."

"Ck." Darka turned the eyeball, inexhaustible. "Oh yeah, I'm helping you find a hobby. Your hobby now is staring at the good looks of Darka Samudra."

Lita immediately slapped Darka's arm covered in uniform and glared. "No!"

"Currently, salting the story," Darka teased with a playful laugh. "Continue on, what are your goals?"

"Dead."

"What?!" Darka looked inexhaustible. "What do you mean? Everyone must be dead and that's not an ideal, Jelita. Don't be weird, I don't like it."

Lita rolled her eyes while laughing. "Then I have no goals."

"Why would you try if you didn't see me? Hobbies don't exist and ideals don't exist either" Darka was upset. "Gue look for the ideal if so."

"Whatever."

Darka started thinking. He looked at Lita while thinking, as well as Lita who continued to look into Darka's bright brown eyes with curiosity.

"Aah!" darka exclaimed, finding something.

"What?"

"It is your goal to be Darka Samudra's wife. I'll help you get there, seriously," Darka said.

Lita again patted Darka's arm. "Don't be weird!"

"Not strange, feeling. I'm serious," Darka replied confidently.

Darka had no idea how depressed Lita was at the moment. When expected to still be alive when his whole body now feels numb.

"When is your date of birth?"

"2 September" replied Lita. "Lo when?"

"When, yeah, hm?" Darka seemed to think, but then he rounded his eyeballs. "Now July 5th, right? Anjir, I'm happy now, Jel!"

Lita smiles. "good. I have the right gift, then."

"The right gift?" Darka's eyes sparkled. "Where?"

"We should go to the roof first. I want to see the same sunset lo, but I don't think I'm strong." Lita smiled faintly, disappointed.

Darka who understood immediately comforted him. "Through the window next to you can also if you see the sunset mah. Don't exercise your body, I'll be fine."

Lita was unable to repay Darka's sincerity and the kindness that accompanied the man.

"Gue will love when you meet your sister."

"Huh?" ask Darka confused. "My sister?"

Lita smiled, then gave a small nod and her eyes suddenly closed. His body immediately fell down and Darka immediately held him back.

"Dammit!" darka exclaimed worriedly, hoping that Lita would open her eyes. "Hey, why? I'm calling the doctor, yeah, tung-"

"Sister, it's me, Sifa." Lita suddenly came to her senses and made a sound. The instant words made Darka grumble, he looked at Lita with a researching look.

"Sifa-s-fa?"

Lita's body nodded. Physically she is Lita, but now the one controlling her is Sifa, Darka's sister. And now, speaking is the will and the words of Sifa. "Hi, Brother. How are you?"

"You're real?" tanya Darka was timid.

Again, Sifa nodded. "I can talk to you for an hour. Later when I'm done, say thank you very much to this Jelita Sister. She's so nice."

Darka began to dare to grab Lita's hand and hold it tightly. "You ... Brother miss."

Darka took Sifa. Tight and full of longing. Sifa replied that she was not less tight. They moved each other, shedding happy tears.

"Sorry Brother, Deck. You-"

"I ask for help Kak Jelita not to be horrified babbling Brother who apologizes constantly, but I want Brother sincere me. You cannot blame yourself for my death. Help me, will you?"

Darka took off his embrace. He wiped his tears and smiled sadly. "What's your news, Dek?"

"Good, Brother. Brother too, right?" tanya Sifa was equally sad.

Darka nodded many times. "Big brother's fine here. You too, yeah."

"Yes, that's why Brother don't beat himself up. I can't go home quietly if you keep doing that. Just fucking me, huh?" pinta Sifa again.

"Yes, Dek, yes. Brother will sincerely accept you." Darka again wiped away her tears. "All God's destiny, yes."

"Good." Sifa nodded and circulated her gaze to the window, looking at the beautiful afternoon. "No, you can't waste this beautiful life. Kaka continued the life of Brother, as you want, do not need to fixate with me and my hopes."

Darka smiled bitterly. Can't bear to imagine his sister's bright future has to end so soon.

"Sister's happiness, my happiness too. Peace is also family. Make our family the happiest even if I'm not around, you have to do good! I'm sad to see it." Sifa looked at Darka with passionate desire. "Dad, Mother and Brother should be happy! Especially next to Brother there is Kak Jelita who is good as an angel."

Darka is moved, having a sibling as mature as Sifa. "Yes, deck, yes."

"You're fine, Brother Jelita, deh, brother. Don't mess with girls. I've always seen Brother's life, I know it all. Brother Tia and the fans Brother. Mom and Dad." Sifa turned her head, looking at Darka seriously. "Wouldn't want to be an actor, would you? Big Brother's ideals, right?"

Darka nodded. "But I'm not blessed."

"Say and Brother must try his hardest."

"OK," Darka replied in spirit. "Seru, yes, you can say this with Brother using the form of Jeli, again. So it's gemes."

Without missing the chance, Darka pinched Lita's cheek in a fit of anxiety and it made Sifa punch her in the hand. Darka distanced his painful hand with an injured face.

"Son't you're being rude to Jelita!" angry shouting. "As a result of me pinjem body Kak Jelita is fatal, you know."

"What?!"

"He could lose his memory. About his brother and his friends. Except for her family," Sifa replied.

"Kok you didn't say, anyway? Uda, get out there, Cassian Jellies!"

Again, Sifa slammed Darka's arm hard.

"Aw! Sick, dong!"

"Babylon, ish!"

"What are your ideas now? Still model?" darka asked suddenly, her face turning serious and there was sadness in her eyes. "If you're still alive, yes. Ish, how come you're such a gini crybaby, huh?"

Sifa only looked at him with a sad look, as her brother was now crying.

"You're always jahilin Brother, Kaka nemenin staying up, playing the complex with a bicycle, eating ice cream together, bathing races, until singing is not clear until Daddy Mom is angry." Darka looked at Sifa with his reddened eyes. "When can that be again?"

"Sister," said Sifa suddenly turned fearful. "It looks like Jelita's sister is not strong. I'm out now, yeah."

"Huh?" Darka was in shock, feeling very short of meeting his sister and immediately stretching out his hands. "Then, the last hug?"

Sifa hugged Darka tightly. They tighten their arms, full of affection between brothers.

"Bye, Brother. Thank you for being so sincere with me."

Then the body felt heavy in his arms. Darka flinched, instantly letting go of his last embrace with Sifa and looked at Lita whose eyes were now closed and unconscious.

"Jelita?!" Darka panicked, he immediately pressed a button to call the doctor and clenched Lita again with a pounding heart, worried.

"Lo strong, Jelita, please. Lo strong." Darka cried violently without a sound. "Lo haven't seen my room that's pink and full of Hello Kitty, you haven't heard me sing, you haven't seen my theater, you haven't known me to Daddy Mom. Come, please. Not now."

"Please keep him away from the patient, I'll check on Jelita's patient!"

The sound of the doctor's instructions leaves Darka flabbergasted and instantly shunned, seeing the unconscious Lita and being treated by the doctor in such a way as to make her tormented.

"Jelita come on, you're strong!"

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