Because of the Trash

It'll Be OK

Two months have passed, Ayu's condition has improved considerably. Unfortunately, he was still reluctant to open his eyes.

The doctor said, even though his body has improved and strong does not rule out the possibility that something bad will happen.

Since he still did not wake up from his coma, today is the day that Akhtar will go to Japan to study.

Life goes on, it does not mean that he does not love and love Ayu so he could leave the woman in this state.

However, there is no way he should drag on in grief. Ayu will also hate herself a lot if she knows that she is the reason why Akhtar did not go to college in Japan.

Angga has told the campus and they also already know about Ayu, the possibility of Ayu and Ningsih will not be able to graduate together later.

"Assalamualaikum," greeting someone opened Ayu's room. He chose to sit on a bench that was used to being his seat.

POV Akhtar

My spirit seemed to disappear and my soul floated when I heard that my loved ones were victims in an accident.

In fact, he was the one who got the most injuries. I was down, wanting to give up, tired, tired, sad, crumbling.

Tightness in the chest as if full of rocks, I don't know. I was confused to somehow describe the destruction I had when I found out that Ayu was this bad.

Several times I blamed fate for causing him to get hurt. In fact, I'm crazy as a result. I also like this body to feel what he feels.

Plaque ...!

One slap at the time made me realize that what I did would not make Ayu aware and immediately happy afterwards.

Instead, if he knew I was gone because he made me mess up. He will hate himself even more.

"Do you think that by drinking the poison Ayu will be awakened from the coma? Will he recover and be able to run? Nah! He won't be happy and happy when he finds out you died this stupid way!" snapped Papa when I had intended to drink the poison I bought through the online shop.

It was Ayu's seventh day that never improved, even on that day his condition worsened making me confused.

I just fell silent as if I was a man who had lost his way. However, Mama immediately hugged me and gave me a prayer mat.

"Sheal, Son. Pray for Ayu to get well soon, the world goes on. You can't stay like this all the time, when he wakes up and knows that you're doing something stupid like this. Do you think he will be happy and happy? She's going to hate herself even more because she's you like this" Mama explained and looked at me intently.

A sad look was seen from the look in his eyes, I nodded and tried to get back up.

Now, I'm in the room of the person I love and love. As usual, he just lay there without looking at me.

"Well, don't you want to see my face for the last time? I'm going to Japan tomorrow, what do you want me to bring? Say, dong," I said, chatting with him.

"Ck! You are so arrogant, Yu is getting longer! What a cake, really nice!" connect me and lean back.

"Be careful, yes, son. Learn smart and do not be negligent with your tasks, Om will always be informed about Ayu every day to you," said someone from the side.

I looked directly at the sound, Om Angga was already among us. The man looked so uninspired.

He was the same, as if he was losing his way. In fact, a house that is usually neat looks very messy.

In fact, Ayu's garden is no longer maintained because usually it is Ayulah who will take care of it himself.

"Om" I looked at Om Angga.

"Take it easy, Akhtar. Ayu will not do anything, if in the end he will do anything. At least he has been struggling all this time, Om is sincere about it," explained Om Angga who I immediately gave the gel.

"No, Om. Ayu will be fine, trust Akhtar. Ayu will gather with us again later," I said and immediately stood up to strengthen Om Angga.

"Yes, thanks Angga. You better go home now to take care of your departure tomorrow, don't be too tired and focus on learning!"

"Thank you, Om. Before leaving tomorrow, I will stop here for a while."

"When you want, you can come. Ayu and Om will definitely be very happy with your presence."

I nodded my head, kissed the back of Om Angga's hand and stared first at the eyes that were still closed and stepped out of the room.

Ahmad had gone to work outside the city, Bayu returned home and heard he had also found a job to finance Aisyah college later.

And Bambang? He is starting his own business, every week we will gather. Only the two and the others will only go through video calls.

Stopping by one of the most famous cafes in town, I parked my car. Go inside and order a coffee.

Life is unique, right? Sometimes ... we do not expect something, instead God gives it.

Sometimes ... we expect something, not even given at all. That means, we do not deserve to hope and believe too much that what we want is good for our lives.

Because, good according to us is not necessarily good according to God. However, good according to God is certainly the best for us.

But does God think a comatose Ayu means the best to me? Oh, come!

Get rid of the thoughts that make me more chaotic and unreasonable, I rubbed my face rough and slightly grabbed my hair.

"This is, Mas order," said a woman wearing a veil in front of me with a smile.

"Yes" I replied briefly without returning her smile.

"Mas there a problem? How, it looks like a lot of stress?"

I looked at his face, "It's none of your business!" ketusku and make him look surprised at my answer.

He only showed a grin before moving from the front of my desk, I really did not want to be disturbed or talk to foreign humans who tried to get close or just pretended to care.

Kuseruput slowly coffee by staring at the coffee cafe's page.

Should Survive

I was in confusion

Do you know what, honey?

I don't know the direction of the road

Since you're no longer in sight

Laughter

Rantings

Pusillanimity

Anger

I miss that from your lips

Arise ....

Live for me too your father

Don't you love yourself?

To a heart that knows no wrongs

To the confused soul

To the self that refuses to leave

Awake, heal, rise!

I miss you, dear ....