Diamond Hearts

Episode 1: Memory of the Dark Past

The Sultan's point of view

What is this..all dark..I where...? I called my twin name in spirit to guide me back, but there was no word from him...Finally I decided to stop calling him and I began to walk through the darkness, without direction, without purpose until I saw a dim light...

I saw a pretty horrible scene, I looked around, then I realized that this scene felt familiar to me...I realized I was in a hospital room in a hospital...

And in front of me, a teenager lay struggling in pain in his bed with his hands and feet tied to the bed, while around him there were many doctors and nurses monitoring his condition...Not only that, on his body were attached very many hoses that were connected to various channels...On the right side of the child, there was a woman who was crying while hugging and caressing the child's head...

I was stunned and limp when I realized that the figure of the woman turned out to be my own mother...Then I looked at the poor boy tied to his bed, I was in shock...

What - what the fuck is this ?! This is not another dimension...THIS IS MY MEMORY..WHY??? but why is this bad memory coming back....

For a moment, I was shocked by what I saw...My mouth is open, my body is frozen...The next moment was heard by me crying painfully out of my own mouth in my memory 2 years ago when I was in severe pain and was hospitalized for 4 months...I screamed in frustration while covering my ears because this memory felt so painful to me...

"Sultan.settle down.you're fine now..."

Sayup, I heard my mother's voice calm me down...Slowly my mother's soft voice turned into the anxious voice of my best friend, Lucas...Slowly I began to see the light again...All my bad memories are gone and I'm waking up...

"Huh..hah...hah...me where...?!" I woke up and sat in my bed...My body was covered in sweat and my tears had also involuntarily flowed...I immediately read Istighfar and Ayat Kursi...My best friend looked at me with anxiety and fear...He was sitting on the bed next to me...

Yep...He, my best friend, Lucas is currently staying and sleeping in my room, but take it easy...After all, our relationship is only a friend, not a kind of - like how - we are the same - just like normal men who like a girl our desire...it's just that we're friends are getting too close...Ok...Back To The Topic...

"You why the Sultan, the noose of hysterical screams so late at night like this.you make me afraid...you dream what the hell? here, drink this water first while you try to calm yourself first"

Lucas asked me while trying to calm me down and then thrust a glass of water at me...I read the do'a before I drank it...After that I adjusted my breathing and tried to calm myself down...

"Haahh.ngak..iku what, Lucas..."

I took a breath and then moved out of my bed...

"Memory? ah...iya, I understand..yeah...kokcu can anyway? ee...eh...where are you going these nights?"

Lucas thought for a moment before his countenance changed with a look of pity...I could feel the sadness from the look in his eyes, he was really compassionate with me because he was my most loyal friend and most familiar with my suffering when tormented by my pain 2 years ago...

I didn't want to be seen crying in front of him again so I chose to stay away from him, not unexpectedly he even wanted to follow me...He initially wanted to get out of bed, but I forbade him and threw a pillow in his face...

"Lu did come - join the cave.has already slept again sono.ini is still night.gua just want to ngadem bentar kok to the balcony..."

"Well.kan you who woke up the cave earlier BamBank.pake event ngigau noose - screams all over again.lu gangguin sleep peaceful cave aja lu..."

"Bodo ah's..."

I answered him with a smile...

"Yaudah.gua also bodo very ama you..gua also want ngadem..keringet lo radiate a hot aura to the whole room..."

"What's..."

I elbowed him and then grabbed him...

I went to the balcony in my room to have a light chat with my best friend about my dreams and bad memories and joked with him...After feeling relieved, we went back into the room...I took ablution and then Tahajud Prayer first before finally me and Lucas went back to sleep until dawn

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Lucas's point of view

After the Maghrib prayer, Sultan and I stood relaxing on the second floor of the palace while observing the hustle and bustle of the royal servants towards nightfall...The two of us stood on the sidelines near the second-floor staircase watching the busy people passing by on the first floor of the palace while chatting casually together...Because we were tired of standing we moved, we sat on a bench near the balcony on the right...We continued chatting and joking around until we didn't realize Isha's day...

Actually the unconscious is me, if the Sultan is religious, so when the Adhan reverberates he suddenly silence and smothers my mouth...

"Allahu Akbar's...Allah Akbar..." (Adzan Isya)

"There's a Sultan.kok in.mph...Sul...Sultans...Mfa..."

"Silent fool.that again adhan.dengerin used to reverberate adhan"

He spoke in a very slow voice but it was enough to be heard by me...I understood him and I gestured for him to let me go and I promised to be quiet...

He let me go and I kept my promise to him...I kept quiet and lived the Adhan...Adzan finally stopped...He remained silent for a moment to pray before he began to return...

"Sul, I have returned to my place, yes, to the right wing of the palace, where the guards and male servants rest.my room is there.good evening Sultan..."

I got up from my seat, and I was about to leave him, he held my hand...

"Sholatmu mas!!!"

He looked at me sharply to remind me to pray...

"Hehe..iya I understand kok.iu definitely pray...quiet me...i want to pray in my room only..I also want to rest and prepare to be ready for school tomorrow"

Her eyes changed which somehow made me feel like she was looking sad...

"Eng.sholat in my room only yuk...welcome us..."

He dragged me to his room not far from where we were sitting, I didn't turn him down at all...

"Judah..."

I followed him into his room, in front of his room stood two bodyguards guarding his room...He then spoke first to the two guards who turned out to be his personal bodyguard besides me...

"Ferdi, Andri, you don't have to escort my room tonight.see who's with me.You know the position right..."

I stared stiffly at the two of them because I felt uncomfortable with the words of my best friend who was most rested...

"Okay, Prince Sultan, have a good rest..."

They saluted and then left the area around the Sultan's room...I should be like them, respectful to the Sultan when viewed from the difference in position between me and the Sultan...But the Sultan never wanted me to call him by his title, he would get angry and say that I am his best friend and he would not allow his best friend to call him by his title...

I went into his room, took ablution in the bathroom in his room Sultan then Salat Isya congregated with Sultan who became his imam...After the prayer, we sat down and joked, until the time showed at half 9 p.m...I got up and wanted to go back to my room, but he was holding me back...

"Wait.eng..tonight you can not accompany me here.either why I no longer want to be alone..."

When I saw her, I got a glimpse...A heartbreaking look.yap...It will be a tough night for him, therefore I did not refuse his request...

The light was turned off and I was lying on the bed he had set up next to his bed...We chatted until we were sleepy and we ended up falling asleep...

Sure enough my hunch, at midnight I was woken up by him...He screamed, cried, and screamed while writhing on his bed...He kept on hounding and delirious...

"No.no..no...I don't want any more.I don't want to..I don't want to get me out of here.please..."

The sound of her cries reminded me of the heartbreaking events of 2 years ago that had befallen her...

"Sul...Sultan.quiet my best friend.you are fine - what now..."

I probably said those words while patting his shoulder trying to wake him up...

He finally woke up...She was sweating and shedding tears...I took him a drink and tried to calm him down...After he started to stabilize I asked him what he was dreaming about...

The Sultan just answered me, he said that he was okay - only his bad memories came back...I understand what he meant, that memory is a terrible memory that happened 2 years ago...heartbreaking memory for him when he got a hard disease and underwent a series of treatment that has been like torture for 4 months...I was also traumatized by that memory because I almost lost my best friend...

He got up from his bed to the balcony in his room, and I followed him, I made up excuses so that I could accompany him who was again in severe trauma...I want to make him comfortable again and forget his bad memory.I deliberately invite him to talk and entertain him with various jokes my garing...After seeing that he was relieved, we went back into the room to go back to sleep...

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