Best Defense

Awry Moments.

...Sean Danial Warner POV's....

I sighed as I leaned my body against the chair beside the hospital bed, sitting looking at it with pain and despair. I realized there were not many options I had, and all I could do was wait for the moment when she opened her eyes and greeted him with joy.

I looked out the window but couldn't see anything. There it was dark, the wind blew against the branches on the towering trees around the hospital, making a soft crackling sound like a broken twig, and I hope that the twig is really broken and then the main tree will suffer, just like I am today. At least he can accompany me.

But I know it can't happen. If the twig is really broken, then the tree will cheer with joy at being able to grow new shoots, while I want nothing else to grow in my heart but Franda.

It's the fourth day Franda is lying in a coma. He was too stubborn to open his eyes to see me, tormenting me with his still motionless state. Franda ignored everything I said to her, all my cries for her, all the curses I told her to get up and cursed me back, but Franda remained frozen.

Then I suddenly remembered what he had said the last night before he killed himself. "Franda, baby. Two more days are Christmas, can you wake up that day and we will celebrate Christmas as husband and wife for the first time. I want to celebrate with you, Franda. It doesn't matter if you go back to sleep later, but accompany me first that day." I muttered with hope.

I sighed again, now my eyes were hot and my lips were trembling, then I continued my words even though I knew there would be no reply from him. "Franda, you know? Ben was crying asking you, he wouldn't shut up even if I gave him a lollipop, Ben was looking for you, baby. He just wants you to give him the lollipop. But I'm not out of ideas. I asked Dave to find a fake beard, and then I called a fairy to apply makeup to look like a grandparent...." I laughed for a while, recalling the incident earlier this afternoon when I persuaded Ben.

"And even I had to dye my hair gray to make it more convincing. Look. My hair hasn't changed." I laughed again. "Then I asked Daisy to take him out while I infiltrated her room and when she came back in, I bent over the edge of the crib and pretended to cough like a real grandfather. You know what happens next? Ben laughed cheerfully, happy because his dream had once come true. I gave him a bag of colorful lollipops that Dave bought along with that fake beard."

"Wake, Franda... I will obey all your requests, whatever they may be. Shouldn't we celebrate my birthday? You want me to have fun, right? Let's throw a party full of chaos as you can imagine, we'll invite a lot of people, and spend the night with them. Party madly until sunrise and then sleep all day, and we will continue the feast when the sky darkens again. Isn't that fun?"

"Ah, you suck, Franda. Not exciting." I pretended to sulk. "I'm lazy to talk to you if you keep quiet, not cool at all."

I reached out to pinch her cheek in the hope that she would feel pain and opened my eyes and nagged me all out. "Hey, wakeup! I could die of boredom. Oh... you know what?" I try to be serious and enthusiastic about my words. "I brought my laptop to my room, even I worked in bed hugging your pillow."

"You're not angry, Franda? I turned our room into my work space at home, and now the papers are everywhere. And... God, I even forgot to clean the room these few days."

I laughed, imagining him nagging and grumbling while tidying up the room that I sometimes deliberately messed up in order to watch him sulk, and then I would tease him until he was smitten again. Really, I miss those emotional days.

My hand came forward to grab her hand, kiss her a few times, then hold her on my cheek. My eyes looked at his sleeping face. He looks so calm, it makes me think at first glance maybe this is better for him, than having to wake up and live with cruel people.

Unconsciously I cried imagining all the events that hit us. Can we not live happily? Why does someone always hurt him? Why do Franda and I have to live like this?

I gasped in my daydream and turned to the door and found Edward standing there. I hurried to wipe my tears.

I'm shaking. "Come in." I reply.

Edward closed the door and sauntered over and threw his butt on the other side of the bed. His eyes looked at Franda, and he looked sad. I know Edward loves Franda, yesterday's events must have tormented him too.

We were silent for a while, until he finally made a sound. "I'm sorry for everything." she snored, without taking her eyes off Franda and sighed. "I love it, Sean" he added.

"Yes, of course. You're her brother, who else would love her if not you." I tried to sound relaxed, but I knew my tone was full of innuendo. I don't care if he's offended, because what I'm saying is true.

I heard him sigh again. I imagine he is thinking right now. With his gaze still fixed on Franda, he spoke again. "We used to envy her because Mom and Dad loved her so much. When we were little, Panda was the core of our family. The situation at that time was very chaotic, making both our parents focus on healing him. Slowly he began to improve, but it did not last long because Panda would be messed back when he saw or heard something related to his parents."

I listened to every sentence that came out of Edward. I've heard it all from Franda but still, I feel pain.

"I was able to attend that time, and knew what to do. I helped Dad and Mom in my own way, which was to let them take Panda first. I was willing to queue up behind him in every way, until finally Mia was born."

Edward's down. Take a deep breath and then continue to tell stories. "If I can accept Panda, it's because I'm quite content to spend time with both of my parents. But not with Mia, since birth she must be willing to give up. Father and Mother forced him to understand the situation, and not infrequently made him cry alone in the room because they put Panda first. Mia's jealous of him, Sean."

"I always comforted him secretly, trying to make him understand that Father and Mother also love him. Many times told her if one day Panda would recover and she would get attention again. However, you yourself know, Panda never really healed. Even now he is still in pain."

"I don't know who to choose, Sean. They're my sisters, they're both equally important to me. I didn't mean to defend Mia, but understanding her situation, she was also in a slump. It's as bad as a panda."

I sighed, trying to understand Edward's current position. He was wrong, it was very difficult for all of us. Of course it was more difficult for him, considering that Mia and Franda were currently in trouble, not to mention that he had to keep this from Mother. I can't imagine if I'm in his position. I must be crazy.

"What did you see on Mia's phone at the time?" suddenly tanyanya.

I gasped, my eyes closed and I gulped. I cleared my throat once before answering. "Well, Mia said she hoped Franda died when she was little first, then... Franda asks if Mia would be happy if she dies now, and Mia answers that better."

I turned to look at Edward, he was still down and one of his hands was seen wiping away any tears that might have been dripping there. "Actually a casual quarrel if we are the ones who experience it, but it is different for Franda." I looked at Franda again. "That affected him a lot, John. I regret the attitude of Mia who can not control herself. We all know how Franda's mental state is and it's not appropriate for Mia to tell him that."

The room was suddenly quiet for some time. Just a breath coming out of our noses. We dissolved in a chaotic atmosphere, busy with the contents of each other's minds. I was thinking about Franda, while Edward, was probably thinking about it too.