Friend Bed

Relinquish Himself

Slowly I opened my eyes, I didn't even know how long my eyes were closed. My body still feels so weak.

I was shocked to see my surroundings after these eyes were fully opened. 'Where am I?' I murmured as I looked around me who looked white.

'Am I in the hospital? What exactly happened to me? Oh, my God, I'm really in the hospital. What exactly happened to me until I was here?' I muttered back while staring at the drip liquid beside me.

I then looked towards the window, it was already dark. Looks like it's night. I looked up at the nightstand on the left side of the safe where I was sleeping and saw my phone on the nightstand.

'Mama Aini is indeed very good, she even brought me my phone when I was in the hospital like this, ' my inner heart.

Slowly, I moved my hand and grabbed my phone on the nightstand. I was surprised to see the screen on my phone showing the 14th.

"Gosh, is this the 14th? So I've been passed out for three days?" lirih.

"Oh, what exactly happened to me? Why did I get to be like this? Unconscious for three days?" kataku back.

"You're conscious, Shakila?" a voice that suddenly shocked me. I turned my eyes to my right side. Suddenly I saw an old woman who looked so graceful smiling at me.

'Who is that woman? It seems like I've only seen it, ' I muttered while gulping down my saliva violently. Anxiety, now also began to penetrate into my heart especially when he saw the woman who was now walking closer to me.

"You don't have to be afraid, baby, I'm not a bad person. At the moment Aini is coming home to take care of Roy and Tristan, so for a while I'm waiting for you at this hospital. Later if Aini is finished, she will also return to this hospital. Introduce, I am one of your Mama's family from Jogja, my name is Fitri. You can call me Oma Fitri. "

"Oma Fitri?" my many. The old woman who called her name Fitri nodded.

"Yes, I'm Oma Fitri" he replied. However, at that moment also a drop of her tears escaped from the corner of her eyes soaked her wrinkled face that still looked beautiful.

"Why is Oma crying?" askaku.

"It's okay, son. Its alright. I just didn't expect to see you back after that. It took away my family's happiness, and the last time I met you was when you were just two years old. Shakila, do you know that I miss you so much?" he said it again with tears that began to fade.

"Oma, why is Oma crying? Why is Oma sad? Smile, does Oma know if Oma's smile is very sweet, even though Oma is no longer young, but Oma still looks very beautiful. Especially if Oma is smiling."

"But it can't be as beautiful as you" said Oma Fitri, who made me smile.

"You're also very pretty, dear Shakila. Do you know, you make Oma so sad when you hear your condition like this. Do you know what the doctor said when your parents took you to the hospital? You don't have any Shakila's disease, you're just going through a lot of inner pressure and suffering. You're so stressed that it makes your condition so low. There's even one doctor who says you don't have a life expectancy. What really happened, Shakila? Is there something that's bothering you?"

Hearing the words of Oma Fitri, my heart felt so tight. I want to tell you all the sadness and loss in my heart, but I express my intentions because I am afraid, I will definitely be blamed, because this love is a wrong feeling.

"It's okay, Oma. I just feel lost with Kak Darren's departure. Since childhood we lived together, we were so familiar and never separated. Until finally, Kak Darren decided to continue his studies to Australia. Maybe I feel very lost. So my condition is dropping like this."

"So you lost Darren? Roy's first child with Diana?"

"Yes, he's my brother."

I saw a smile on Oma Fitri's lips. "Why is Oma smiling?" my many.

"Do you like that guy?"

My heart stopped beating when I heard the words of Oma Fitri. "No Oma, I can't possibly like Brother Darren."

"You don't have to lie to Shakila, you got this condition because you think of a man, what's his name if it's not love?"

"O... Oma, not Oma. I can't love Darren because he's my brother. I can't possibly love my own brother," I said.

"Your brother? Darren's brother? Are you sure?"

"Oh, Brother Darren is the son of Papa Roy and the late Mama Diana, while I am the son of Papa Roy and Mama Aini, we are not siblings. Just a half-brother, we are different mothers but our father is the same Papa Roy."

Hearing my words, Oma Fitri just smiled wryly. "Are you sure? What if Darren isn't your brother. Not your brother or stepbrother?"

'Gosh, why did Oma Fitri say that?' muttered.

"Oh.. Emh, Oma, what exactly did Oma say?" I asked because I was curious about the words of Oma Fitri. However, just as she was about to open her lips, suddenly the door of my treatment room opened.

FLECKISH

After the door opened, I saw the beautiful face of Mama Aini who was now walking towards me. "You're conscious, Shakila?" mama Aini asked while hugging and kissing me.

"Here you go, Ma" I replied.

"Tante Fitri, thank you very much" said Mama Aini.

"Tama-sama Aini. It's appropriate that I'm here, and maybe it's appropriate that Shakila should come home with me now" said Oma Fitri who surprised me.

'Going home with Oma Fitri? What the hell is going on? What does Oma Fitri mean? Why does it all feel so full of mystery?' I muttered back while looking at Mama Aini who now looks wrong after hearing the words of Oma Fitri.

"Tante, can we talk to you for a second?" mama Aini said. Oma Fitri nodded her head.

"Shakila, rest. There's something Mama and Oma Fitri want to talk about." I nodded my head too.

They then sat on the sofa located in the corner of this treatment room. Every now and then, I observed their conversation that looked so serious.

'What are they really talking about? Ah it doesn't seem to be my business, ' I murmured.

I then looked out the window, staring at the scattered stars. 'Brother Darren, you have been far away, but I'm sure you must have seen the same sky as me. Oh stars in the night sky, please tell the owner of my heart if I will learn to let go. I will give myself a leaf falling from its stalk. A cloud that gives up rain soaks the earth, for only by sincerity can I survive. And, the reason I survived was because I wanted to look back at the smile on your face, 'my inner being without feeling, tears flowed back down my face.

NOTES:

Who is Oma Fitri's mother? What is clear is not his mother Mak Weny yak 😂😂😂

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