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My vision was not very clear, either because there was a problem in my eyes or because of the dim light that caused it. Silence without sound, dim without clarity. I tried to twist my gaze and sweep around the area to find out where I was at the moment. My gaze met the wall clock which became the only sound that my ears could hear at this time.

 

“Oh, you are aware?”

 

Slowly, my vision became clearer despite the dim light, still making me unable to see the face of the person who was talking to me.

 

The man I knew was the male, walking a few steps from me, and..

 

Cklek..

 

The atmosphere of the room that had only received light from the bright moon in the sky and the brightness of the light beam outside, now turned into light.

 

A little glare.ah no, the light of the lamp was very blinding to the vision for me who had just awakened. I can now clearly see the person who was talking to me.

 

He, a man in his 30s, smiled kindly at me. He walked back to me after pressing the switch near the door. I was a little confused, at the time that showed at two o'clock in the morning, he had a suit with a white shirt that he matched with black cloth pants. Like someone who works. Even I could see the black suit that was on the back of the chair, which I guessed was his.

 

“How does miss feel?”

 

He asked me in a low voice. A sweet smile emanated on his face, revealing how friendly he was. I knew he was looking after me, and kept watching me before I realized it. Seen from him who is still awake even when the time shows two o'clock in the morning.

 

I didn't recognize him.. Nope.. Not just him, I don't even recognize myself. I didn't understand, I woke up in this room, which I realized was a hospital, when I saw an infusion tube connected to the back of my hand.

 

I woke up without recognizing myself and without any memory. I don't know what caused me to be here and I don't know anything else. My memory feels empty.

 

I did not give an answer to the question that the man had asked me before. He smiled and then pulled his phone out of his pocket.

 

“He's done” he said to someone on the phone.

 

Those were the only three words he said before he decided on his call.

 

“Doctor will come here and check on you Miss” He said, still with a friendly smile.

 

I was still silent without knowing what to say to her. I don't even know if he's a good person, or a person who would do me bad.

 

I turned my gaze towards the door, a person in a snelli suit who I knew was a doctor, was walking towards me with two nurses trailing behind him. He seemed to be talking to the man who had been with me in this room, before continuing his steps toward me.

 

I don't know much about doctors' work, other than the duties of those who diagnose and then prescribe medications. The doctor who clearly looked young was examining me, was making sure of my current situation.

 

“How does Miss feel?” Ask them kindly.

 

I just shut up. I don't know what I'm feeling right now.

 

There was nothing I could say and nothing to think of to say. Even for the easy question of what I was feeling, I couldn't answer it.

 

*****

 

BRUUUUKKKU...

 

That inevitable collision, created a loud noise for the deserted footpath.

 

 

“KAKAK.....!!!!”

 

Dirga, a 17-year-old teenager, awoke from her sleep with breathless breathing. He tried to breathe oxygen as best he could and reorganized his breathing. His heart was beating so fast, it made him a little claustrophobic. Dirga grabbed a glass of drinking water on the table, right next to his bed.

 

Almost a week after the accident, Dirga had nightmares. Even if you wake up and fall back asleep, the dream comes again. Her memories could not let go of the events that happened to her two days ago.

 

He set his gaze, and found a wall clock that had shown at four o'clock in the morning. Supposedly, someone is taking care of him at this time, considering he still has to be in the hospital for the recovery period after the accident.

 

But Dirga drove out someone entrusted to look after him. He felt more at ease alone in the room than accompanied by someone, though nightmares kept coming at him.

 

Dirga decided not to fall back asleep. He knew that the nightmare would come again if he fell asleep. Soon the morning will come.

 

****

 

The sun slowly came to greet the inhabitants of the earth with a bright and warm light. The outer dew is still rampant by creating water points in the foliage. Yes, as in previous days, even today it will not last long. It only took some time for it to evaporate into the air and disappear without a trace.

 

Dirga continued to stare out, although no particular object was the focal point of his gaze. Sometimes he breathed, snorting for no particular reason. The boredom from day to day increasingly undermines his feelings. Unfortunately, although his feelings began to improve, his father still insisted that he remain hospitalized for recovery.

 

Ttok..

 

The sound of knocking on the door from outside, touching Dirga's sense of hearing.

 

“Masuk” He replied, without taking his eyes off.

 

A middle-aged man stepped into his inpatient room.

 

“Good morning Young master, how are you doing this morning?”

 

“What Dad has arrived?” Dirga asked ignoring the question that was directed to him earlier.

 

“Master Samuel has arrived Young master”

 

Dirga moved from his place. “Ck, I told you, don't call me Young master.. That sounds annoying.” Grunts him while getting out of his bed.

 

The middle-aged man only looked down showing his modesty as Dirga passed by. He already knew very well how the attitude of the youngest son of his master was.

 

The atmosphere of the morning at the hospital is still quite quiet from the family visiting patients, especially he who is treated in the VIP room section where not just anyone can pass. There were only a few nurses and also doctors walking around the hallway from the bulkheads of the inpatient rooms.

 

The patient uniform is sky blue, even looks very stylish in Dirga's body which has good body proportions, coupled with his height reaching 175cm. He is tall for a teenager his age.

 

“That parent, how dare he decide the course of my life story in the future.” Grunts him while speeding up his footsteps.

 

Tap tap tap tap. The footsteps were clearly heard with the slick slippers he used.

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The ohaloo... Lina again composes a new novel.hehe hopes that some beloved readers will stop by..