Dandelions

49. The hope given

Hali breathed his tired breath. I don't know how long Hali has spent in daydreams, sitting pensively in the ICU waiting room without even budging. To be sure when he returned to Ken's room, the sun had already started to set.

"Ken, when did you wake up?" Sontak Hali when he saw his youngest brother had been sitting leaning back looking at the indescribable tinge of twilight before his eyes. Her pale face was clearly visible, coupled with gold eye irises that blended perfectly with orange light in the sky.

Ken who heard that slightly puffed up his cheeks. That's a weird question. Should Ken fall asleep while Hali is gone? Yes, Hali left him early in the morning after making sure Ken really sleeps and returns when it gets dark. And now he found how his sister's golden eyes looked at him.

"Where are you from?" Weak question.

At the moment of wanting to open his voice, his lips clenched again. Realize he has no right to give an explanation. Next is just a piece of the derelict apology.

"Sorry."

Admit it, here it is wrong. Letting his mind busy mixed with the lingering sadness, to forget others who also need his attention. He knew he shouldn't have left Ken that long alone.

"Gga papa, there was also an apprentice sister who was very cool." Reply while unraveling a smile.

He understood the position of Hali, along with the heavy burden borne as the eldest brother. It must be difficult to be in such a situation. Where to take care of his two sisters alone.

Hali approached, slashing the distance that separated them. Honestly, the smile that appeared on those thin lips made her feel pain again. Moreover, his middle chest rumbled.

A genuine smile that he has never found since the departure of his loved ones. The warm smile that used to always be his trademark. A smile that was almost forgotten.

Although his existence seemed forgotten, Ken did not mind him. He knew someone needed his sister more.

"Sir Typhoon.. How's it? Is it better? "

The question was always successful in giving salt over the wound. Bemoan.

Hali then took a chair next to his sister's bed, clasped tightly to the cold hand while saying, "Taufan is still 'sleeping', there has been no change. But he'll wake up soon."

Always calming words that come out. Ken just nodded. He knew his brother was lying. Without saying, he knew there was a fear that Hali was trying to turn into a belief and convey it in his grasp. Hali also wants him to believe that Typhoon must be okay. And therefore, Ken will also believe it, even if I don't know when that hope will come.

"Hali's not eating yet?"

Hali. Ah.. True, he hasn't filled his stomach all day. His mind was switched on something else so he forgot his body needs on that one. Just a mouthful of mineral water and, ah forget it. His appetite was gone, his tongue was tasteless to enjoy a piece of bread that Khai had bought for him.

"Yes, I can eat later." Answer thus.

"Don't do that, I know that Hali is thinking a lot. But don't eat late like gini, if Kak Hali hurts later, who takes care? I don't want Hali to be sick either!" sahut Ken garang's.

Not afraid, but instead Hali's smile expands, with anxiety he rubbed his sister's legume mane, "Iya abis I eat really. Deh gemes. "

"Argh, not hair! Later my hair will fall apart is not handsome so it is. " Ken immediately brushed off the hand that destroyed his hairdo.

Hali laughed a little. He always liked when Ken noticed him or was being spoiled for him. Because all this time his sister always put on a mask, behaving like a wise adult. He even doubted the personality of his sister who was not comparable to his wise words. Honestly, he missed his little sister's childish attitude.

"Sir.. tomorrow morning come home yuk!" His request suddenly with his hoarse voice.

A pair of Hali's eyebrows intertwined, "Why? The doctor said you still have to be treated." Ken shook his head, "Ngga papa, Ken just missed home. I want to go home. The old house in residence, if there is a maling how? No need to worry... Ken is well." He said it was reassuring maybe even though his speech was so contrasting with the pale hue that still lingered on his pajamas face.

All the others know is that Ken fell asleep. Actually he was just closed, his consciousness was not completely snatched because of dizziness in his head. He could still hear the sounds around him. And she heard her brother's conversation with Khai this morning.

Typhoon treatment costs are not small, and all he can do is.. There aren't.. In addition to adding to the burden of his brother's mind and also troublesome.

At least he wanted to help a little by not lingering in this place. Besides, he wasn't seriously injured until he had to get intensive care, right?

Although Hali hesitated, but the look on Ken's face that begged always managed to melt him, "Yes, try later I talk to the doctor."

"But before you go home Ken wants to see Mr. Taufan, can you?"

Hali just nodded. He knew after the incident, Ken would still feel guilty and miss his brother.

*******

The antiseptic smell was strong in the all-white room. The aroma is not really liked by Ken.

On a bed, a young man clad in sterile robes was gathered, just equalizing the height of the bed where the figure lay with all the medical devices attached to his body.

"So, what's up? Sorry Ken just got nengokin now."

In the wind he makes a sound. As much as possible to hide the vibrations there, resisting the urge to tear when fate brought them back together despite being covered in wounds.

He had promised not to cry, though the claustrophobic brutally hit his chest.

His fingers reached out to the hand that was slumped in the bandage slowly, as if he grasped it too firmly the figure would crumble.

"Sister, Ken kangen. When does Typhoon wake up?" The space was so noisy, but not from the usual ramblings the hyperactive man was throwing. But the loud buzz of the monitoring device beside him, while the figure was still sleeping in his silence so quietly.

"So Typhoon must be tired huh? If you are tired, you will not sleep long. As long as you do not forget to go home, Ken same brother Hali wait here. Ken kangen's... It could be the same with Typhoon again... Ken's... Will masakin grieving food kak Taufan later."

Although his words did not come together, Ken continued chattering. Hoping that there would soon be a time where they could chat casually without a distance separating.

he was sure Typhoon must have heard his voice, only he could not reply. Although consciousness separates them, he knows, the bond will continue to connect.

While Hali, he was only paying attention from afar. Seeing the interaction of his two younger siblings that made his heart a little pain.

With a slow step he approached, patting his sister slowly on the shoulder. "Ken, it's yuk." Actually he did not have the heart to separate them, but the time of visit for ICU resident patients is very limited because it is feared that it will contaminate the already sterilized space.

He was grateful when the morning dawned, the state of Typhoon was stable so that they could visit it this time even though it had to be limited.

Ken turned his head, found the look on his brother's face pleading, he still wanted to be here, spending time with the Typhoon. But he also knew that he could not linger. He did not want the condition of the typhoon to worsen again because they were too long there.

"Today Ken's home. But Ken promised to make frequent visits from Taufan. Kak Taufan will also wait for Ken, right?"

One sweet kiss landed on the back of Typhoon's hand. With a heavy heart he took off his hand. "Become home, brother."