
You seem to react confused and lazy almost refuse. But, it's not because he won't, more in the direction of being disappointed will be the inconsistency of my decision now. With a slightly raised face, immediately upset, the father still accepted my request.
I asked him where his father was going now. Although I don't feel ashamed, but I have the pride not to trouble people too deeply to stand up for my needs. Thank goodness our residence is not too different, still one big direction and a little bit of a jostle when it is close.
I certainly asked to drop me off at the intersection. But, the father refused hard and wanted to deliver me right in front of his house. Other than the time it was already night, he also did not want to help people with half-and-half.
Our conversation there developed a little from my background which he thought was a college boy doing errands. Although I'm not that old, but for the point about the busyness of the task there is a point.
In addition, he also talked about his family, sometimes about the development of the city, and of course was taken with the instructions of my navigation to the house.
The father as a whole is a friendly person, only the days he lived were too monotonous and did not provide enough happiness to make a smile on the face. This made him look a little spooky, his face wrinkle was very clearly folded also added to the impression.
After a while, I arrived at the front of the house. A quiet situation like midnight would also envelop my home. But, something that made the security guard's emotional wave was when he saw the size of my house.
I could feel it, he was thinking confused about my purpose in the hospital that was almost overnight and wandering around on his own without any clear purpose.
Maybe not because of his home. But, more because of the fact that I was thought to be as poor as a boarding boy. So, as soon as he saw the front view of my house that is middle to upper he was shocked.
I'm actually not very proud, my house is just big because of luck. The residents here are mainly working parents who are not too rich based on their income. They are more towards hardworking people who like to hoard money than to wear it.
Before my father and I separated, I asked a question.
“Pak, can I go to the hospital again?”
The father looked at me doubtfully. It felt like he didn't want to be bothered again in the same way I charged today. But, at the same time he didn't mind either, because he thought that I would try to visit the isolation room patient who was suicidal.
“Tch,” crack his tongue while turning his eyes forward to prepare to put gas on his motor. “Other times prepare first everything before you come.”
*Grung, grung, grung ....
Said the father who plugged the gas away from my house.
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The next day, I went to school as usual. The previous day was back to exhausting with many long trips. But in the end, I still have to do it.
My eyes are a little swollen, especially in the eyelids that are slightly loosened due to lack of sleep. Every now and then my body yawns strongly sucking in oxygen, widening all those emotions of exhaustion. But, overall the exhaustion didn't make me late, it seemed like my body alarm was strong enough to wake me up in time.
All that fatigue was still lingering even after I got to school. Somehow my bath feels not fresh, somehow some of my body feels lazy to move. Experiencing all this, I was fully intent on taking some sleep at school.
As the break bell rang, I immediately went away from the entire school community at the end of the deserted place. It was the place I used to meet Imarine, because she, who is still unknown, there I ate alone.
I actually have a pretty strong stamina. The circumstances in which I could not sleep had actually happened before. Like me going on a trip where I have to sleep in a crowded place, it was quite excruciating because I would not be able to sleep until everyone actually slept and eliminated the waves of disturbing emotions.
In essence, I was very easy to disturb the quality of his sleep. It also makes my body change adjust to not sleeping much, and to get time to sleep in extreme conditions.
I don't mind sleeping outside, I don't mind sleeping standing up, nor do I mind sleeping in a stuffy heat or vice versa as long as it doesn't kill me. My body is indirectly trained because similar things happen when I get together with people and sleep together.
Huft .. hah ....
My breath while landing my head on the seat table of the territory of the building, the same table that Imarine and Septian used here. For some reason I wanted to rest my body in a quiet place while slightly melting my mind of severe exhaustion.
Yes, yes .. This fatigue is not actually the first state. But, for this time it's a different thing that adds to the impression that makes my eye bags grow, something I haven't felt for a long time.
*Touch, touch ....
Hm?
I felt a light touch on one of my shoulders, like something wanted to wake me up.
Maybe for others it is not a foreign thing, a little colonized when in a state of drowsiness is normal. But, that doesn't apply to me, my instinct and sense of emotional detection always prevents that from happening.
Then, if it happens now, where I don't feel any threat or the arrival of anyone, it means that there's only one person who can do it.
“Hanz ..?” call me up while raising my face and ascertaining who is behind the touch.
“Ah .. It turns out that touch can make you guess who is behind it. Is this because I'm easy to guess, or because you're so sensitive?”
“Actually you're in an area where I can't be sensitized. That's why I can guess.”
The man stepped slowly away, he started leaning on the side of the building and continued to move away from the sun to stand in the shadow of the building. Even though he appeared during the day, it turned out that his actions were still the same to dodge the light.
“What are you doing here yourself? Isn't a high school kid supposed to be enjoying his teenage years now?” hanz asked as he folded his hands and with a blank look went nowhere.
“As long as I was in school, not once did the High School years enjoy it. Group work is torturous, school tours are also torturous, once treated like babu because it is considered a burden, gets the bad impact of any wave of emotion when there is drama of fights, fights, and now stuck in the task of finding the task where Amalia,” I said gradually put out my entire experience briefly. “Huft .. hah ..” then I continue with a long breath.
I may not be the one who suffers the most. But, I can also feel the pain of the emotional waves of those who feel agonized with their lives. This sometimes makes me also complain, tired of facing all their suffering around.
“Ah .. I understand .. I understand what you mean by this,” said Hanz who said also in a deep tone. “You can feel their suffering, but no one feels your suffering. The problem you are facing is just that .. that's it and will never be solved.”
“Entahlah .. I think that I am not a person who deserves to hope to be understood,” my word refuses subtly. “Now I still have another problem.”
Imarine and the boy named Geza.
I hate people who think they suffer the most. When there are people who think it, the wave of emotions will be chaotic like being mentally ill. But, for the same thing I can't blame. Even though I knew the pain, I didn't necessarily comfort her. So, at the same time, I don't want to suffer the most to want understanding.
“You don't need to share, you just need to take it out. Just talk and it will probably feel better.”
“...”
I kept quiet, didn't answer him and thought more about the reason he's here now. His arrival was so random, and strangely I greeted him without the slightest refusal. Maybe because he didn't let out a wave of emotion that made me feel calmer.
“Silent, yes,” said Hanz at the time who seemed disappointed with my response. “It turns out my arrival wasn't expected.”
“I'm just sleepy, that's it.”
“Ahaha ...,” Hanz's delicate laughter. It felt a little strange to hear him in the atmosphere of the day, because the night perfectly matched his aura and attitude. “Alright, if you want to talk later, believe me you're not alone. That witch girl is always open to you.”
“Amalia?” my many.
“Yes, sorry I don't remember his name.”
“He's a terrible creature with a sharp wave of emotions. As much as possible I don't want to make him shake, his emotional wave is equivalent to three to five people at once,” I argue cynically.
“You still think of your strength as a negative impression.”
“I hope I also find many positive impressions of my strength.”
“If you don't find it, you just have to look for it. As— Ah ... It's time, yes.”
“Hn?”
I felt a different sound vibration, Hanz there was like he was being distracted by something to stop the sentence.
“I have to go now .. just sorry to leave you alone again now.”
As he spoke, Hanz walked a few steps. He changed the position that from the beginning was at the back changed until it was in front of me. With a simple gesture, he re-raised his jacket as he always did when he wanted to leave.
“What are you really? It came suddenly, said many things at once, and also left at will. Than me, seeing the purpose of what you do is more confusing.”
I who have the ability to feel the emotional waves of people make know the meaning of most of the basic actions behind it. So, when I didn't feel it, there was a bit of fear popping up.
“I told you, I'm just a wanderer who happens to pass by. Walk towards the destination and accidentally visit a more interesting oasis. When you're in an interesting condition, then that's where I come.”
*shade
Said Hanz who was behind me while raising one hand giving a goodbye move.
Huft .. hah ....
All right, now it's time to get back to work. Geza's choices and offers about killing people who want to kill themselves need to be decided now.
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