Dear, Soul!!
"New Novel"
Like the seasons that keep changing, the wheel of time continues to spin regardless of people who dwell on regrets in the past. If a mistake had happened in the past, even the crying blood of time would never have turned its body and ran to the times where we wanted so badly to be there. Although knowing waiting for the past back is a futile job again exhausting, tall men with mature brown skin still hope a miracle comes to him.
If time travel back in time or even jumping into the future is true, he really hopes that he is one of the lucky people who can get such a magical event.
It was hoped that he would be able to fix everything if only given the chance to go back some time ago. Not a long time ago, just three days ago. But no matter how hard he hoped, it would never happen. Only regret and guilt continue to bully him. He even cursed himself for feeling incompetent in guarding his soulmate.
His wife was now lying weakly unconscious with oxyflow hanging from her small nose. The accident that happened three days ago has taken away his wife's consciousness. Unfortunately, the accident not only left his soulmate helpless, their four-month-old baby had to die from his mother's womb because of the accident. The baby they so longed for, had passed away even before he could be born into the world.
The night was getting late, outside also rumbles of humming rain. But he was still hanging on the edge of the gurney while tightly grasping his wife's hand. He saw the pale face with eyes that began to glaze over
“Honey, you want to sleep until when, hm? For three days you slept. Are you not tired of staying here?” the barrage of questions he knew, it wouldn't get an answer.
“Honey, let's get up.. Wake, Darling..” He clasped his wife's hand, and kissed her many times. “Honey, I miss.. I miss once.” His tears spilled again, wetting the back of his wife's hand. “You till when do you sleep?”
I don't know how long he complained in front of his wife who was unconscious, I don't know how many tears also took part in conveying his pain. But slowly he began to calm down.
His gaze could not be separated from the beautiful face of the woman he loved. Although he was already calmer in terms of action, but his heart still churned withstanding the pain. The lips that had been continuously complaining now clenched, and revealed a meaningful smile.
His memory plays on some of the wonderful things he has been through. He began to miss his wife's presence next to him as he woke up. He longed for the fragrant aroma of his wife's cooking that had not touched his sense of smell for three days.
“Sayang.. I really miss you” He was bowed deep and his tears came back to drip. He cried sobbing with the black of the late night and the sound of rain playing outside.
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A middle-aged man stepped in and was followed by a woman who was about the same age as the row of bushels in his tent. No matter what time he woke up to prepare breakfast, until at a very early time this morning, he had finished preparing everything.
“He sleeps here again.." he muttered, as he stepped closer to his sleeping son in an uncomfortable position on the edge of his wife's gurney.
“Nak...” His touch was slow, trying to gently wake his son up.
He awakens. It was obvious that his sleep was not sound enough to see him awaken with only a soft touch and the soft voice of his mother.
“Mother has arrived?”
The middle-aged woman simply smiled and nodded her assent to her mother's question.
“Sana clean-up first then breakfast. I've prepared breakfast for you."
He turned his head, seeing some of the rows on the table.
“After that, you go home to take a shower. Let the changed mother keep your wife here”
The man paused for a moment. Raising his head, looking at his mother's face which clearly looked worried.
“Mother, can I drop Ara this afternoon? Last night I got a call from my secretary. He said I should attend an important meeting at the office."
“Do you have to take care of it, son? You haven't had a break in three days lately.” His father, who had been silent, now made a sound.
“Must be me, Dad. It's not a difficult thing, it's just that I have to be the one there”.
“Yes already, same mom dad will stay here guarding Ara.”
He just smiled, slowly moving from his seat to the bathroom to wash his face
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Puddles on some corners of the road indicate rain that fell quite rapidly last night. But even though it rained last night on the earth, this morning the sun still came to greet the inhabitants of the earth with its warming light.
The time still shows at 07:25. Some high school students are still busy mastering the highway with their vehicles. Young children with colorful uniforms that indicate they are still studying in children's schools also do not want to lose. Some of them were sitting in the back seat of the car Dad was driving or maybe their driver. The powder that splashed on their faces without being flattened was clearly the work of his mother.
All seemed fine this morning as usual days, but not with a tall and well-built man with mature brown skin and thick eyebrows.
“You sure you want to go to the office today?” Ask Arsen. Someone he asked to pick him up this morning. He's still a little traumatized carrying his own car given what happened four days ago.
He nodded slowly. “There are clients from outside, and I have to deal with them directly. Impressed to be disrespectful if I ask others who come to me ”
Arsen turned around for a moment to look at his best friend, then refocused on the highway. He himself could not bear to see the man beside him who now looked very different from the usual.
Along the way, Arsen did not start as many chats as he usually does when he is with Adrian. He knew his best friend was in a bad mood. He only glanced at Adrian, who kept looking out of the window.
Adrian's tears drip back, it feels very difficult to get through the days without his wife. He is not the kind of person who cries easily. Considering he's a Ceo from a big company. Obviously the character he has is authority, leadership and it is not a character that is very easy to shed tears. However, what happened to his current wife really made him lose his true nature and tend to be more emotional and easily carried away
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The meeting was made so short. Adrian quickly settled matters and talks with a client he met this morning. Unlike usual, where he will open a wider chat with his clients, the discussion is still struggling around the business of course. However this time, all ended after the core talk was over, he could no longer discuss anything else.
Adrian rushed back, he was so unable to leave his wife. His hasty steps came to a halt for a moment as the phone he had placed in his pocket rang. Call in from her mother.
“Ya, Mother?”
“Honey, Ara is already siuman”
“Sniff??”
“Iya Nak, but.”
Not only was the sentence finished, Adrian had already closed his phone and was running towards the parking lot where Arsen was waiting for him.
*****
“Ara..” Call him when he enters his wife's hospital room. His breathing is irregular because of running around.
His gaze quickly looked for the whereabouts of his wife who was still not moving from the bed. Seeing his wife who had opened her eyes, made haru start to envelop her heart. His eyes began to glaze over and a smile began to widen in his lips.
“Sayang... You finally wake up.” Adrian hugged his wife, the longing that was accommodated for four days was finally spilled all.
Adrian took off his embrace, and kept smiling at his wife. The happiness he had, he could no longer hide.
“How do you feel, dear? Is anyone still sick??”
Adrian did not get an answer to his question. His wife just looked at him in confusion.
“Honey, you.”..
“Who are you?”
DEGGS.. What kind of question is that??
“Sa-honey.. Why are you asking like that?”
After hearing the question that came out of his wife's lips, Adrian realized that the look his wife had emitted earlier, was the look of a confused person.
“Dear you why? I-this is me.” Adrian was so surprised to get a question that his wife should not have asked. Slowly he took his wife's hand.
“Sayang.. Me..”.. His words stopped, as Ara pulled her hand from Adrian's grasp. As if feeling uncomfortable if large and warm hands belong to Adrian, hugging his fingers.
Eyes that glazed before because of the haru taste, now shed tears with a different feeling.
Not only did Ara pull her hand, she even turned her face away after looking at Adrian for a moment. Ara's treatment left Adrian confused. What happened to his wife?
Adrian looked at his mother and father.
“Dad, Mother.. Ara.. Ara why?”?
Her mother shook her head, as if to answer that she did not understand what had happened to their daughter-in-law.
What's the matter? What the hell is going on??
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