
"Em, no. Jackson didn't say anything to me." I cover.
Alexander looked at me for a moment and then turned his eyes. "I wish it was like that. But to be honest, I .. don't want you to stay away." He was hopeful.
I'm speechless. Actually, I'd love to ask you the truth that Jackson told me. But I'm afraid Alexander's a danger. Angela has not yet returned. So I have not dared to take action.
Who is right, actually?
I really am dizzy. All I see is Alexander being sincere with me. Not fabricated or intentionally engineered. But if you remember what Jackson said, I have to be more careful. And it might be a good idea to be quiet while waiting for further instructions.
Jackson is currently fighting two men, Zea and Hadden. Alexander himself seemed to be on Hadden's side. Either true or not, but I feel like I should keep anticipating.
Twenty minutes later...
I just got to the front door of my hospital room. All the way back, I was silent. Alexander was silent as well. Maybe he's starting to feel bored because I've always kept my distance from him. And when I opened the door, I saw Angela coming. He also welcomed my arrival.
"Cecilia!"
"Raw!"
I was happy to see it coming too. I don't think I'm alone anymore. Alexander helped push my wheelchair into the room.
"Sorry troublesome, Mr. Alexander." Angela greeted the man behind me.
"It's okay. I'm happy if needed. Don't hesitate," she replied, not implying any hesitation at all.
I feel good if they're familiar, but I also feel something strange. I don't know why I feel like Angela and Alexander are familiar. Or maybe there was a lot they talked about last night when I was unconscious. And it seems I have to extract information from Angela about this man near me.
"This morning let me take care of Cecilia, sir. If you want to come back again, maybe after lunch." Angela told me to take turns looking after me.
"Ah, yes. Thank ye. Then I'll go to the office first. Before lunch I'll be back." He offered to take care of me again.
"Em ...," Angela looked at me. "I'll call you later. Thank you." Thank you." Angela was also impressed to end this meeting.
"alright. Then excuse me, Miss Angela, Cecilia." He then said goodbye to us.
I'm nodding. Alexander immediately left in front of us. Angela also took him to the front door. I was waiting in the room. I know if Angela did it in gratitude because Alexander was willing to take care of me. And now it's time for me to figure out what really happened.
Eight o'clock past eight in the morning...
I was sitting on my bed, and Angela was sitting on the chair beside me. He came with lots of fruits. I started to taste them one by one.
"It feels a little strange, Angela," I said as I tasted a small fruit with brown skin.
"That's called a clove, Cecilia." Angela explained.
This white girl beside me also helped to peel apples for me. Although I didn't like it very much, I tasted it with a few slices. But to be honest I do prefer fruit over vegetables that are just a few. Because it is more practical and can be taken anywhere.
"Cecilia."
"Hm?"
"When in the office?" my many.
"Yes, right. Why don't you hold on when Zea pushes you?" tanyanya while peeling the apple.
I was silent for a moment. "That time my mind was plagued with acute anxiety. I feel so wrong. If I fight, my life will surely grow. I was just trying to avoid it. But don't know if it's gonna be like this." I told my mind at that time.
Angela nodded. He seems to understand my situation.
"Rechelle."
"Yes?"
"You knew Alexander before?" aska I want to know.
He put a peeled knife on the table next to my bed. "Ah, no. We just met last night. It just so happened that he came around nine o'clock" he said.
"Then?"
"We talked for a while about you." He explains.
"But me?"
"Yes. He said your close friend. We chatted lightly and he told me if he ever took you to his house. Maybe he told me that so I wouldn't worry if he took turns to look after you here" Angela continued.
I was silent for a moment. "He likes me, Angela. But Jackson said, Hadden told him to get close to me." I looked down sad.
Angela sighed. "Yes. He also said that he likes you, but he feels you doubt him." Angela.
"What's? She said that?!" I can't believe Alexander's blatantly saying he likes me.
"Yes. I said I'm your brother. Maybe because of that he said that," he continued while eating slices of apples.
For a moment I was silent in silence. I feel guilty for the blond man. Don't know why, I want to turn back time. I think it's better that I don't know him at all.
"Cecilia." Angela held my hand. "Sometimes we don't know what the meaning of the disaster is. Maybe God wants to show us who is best for us to choose in the future. It could be that with this incident God wants to make you forget Jackson and choose Alexander as your life friend. It could also be that God wants to show how Jackson really feels, after knowing you had a miscarriage. Really, we are only limited humans in guessing." Angela spoke her mind.
I'm nodding. "I think so." I agreed even though I still could not believe it in my heart if this happened to me.
"Sometimes a writer can write the story to the end. But he himself did not know how his life ended. Right now all you need to do is keep praying and never despair. Is not God Most Merciful? May there be wisdom behind this." Angela hopes for me at the same time.
I looked towards him. "Thank you, Angela. I really want to see what it looks like. But doctors haven't told me how my fetus looks like yet." Suddenly I feel so tight.
Angela hugged me. "He's still a blood clot, Cecilia. Be patient. I'll help her with her funeral. However, he should still be appreciated even if he is not a baby. She's been living in your womb for a month. Hopefully in life you can meet him." Angela rubbed my back, bracing.
When Angela's words ended, I couldn't stand the tightness in this chest. My tears fell, flowing down my cheeks. I felt guilty for not being able to protect her inside my stomach. He was innocent, but why did he have to leave so soon? I feel I owe him my life.
Honey, just calm down there. Hopefully in another life we can meet again.
I let the tightness fill my chest cavity until finally the tears kept spilling from the granary. I cried in front of Angela. No matter the circumstances around because it can not withstand the sadness anymore. Angela also patiently calmed me down. Fortunately I still have him. If not, what is the meaning of life. I have no parents, no brothers. I always feel alone.