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My karma

Wiggling the title above, must have thought that this story about people who are too evil continue to get a reply commonly called karma. Same I would have thought so if not directly experience this story.

My name is Melodi. Maybe I love singing so I was given the name Melodi as soon as I was born and breathe in this world.

I am tomboy and I admit that, I do not like to wear sweet skirts are beautiful, troublesome in my opinion. When skul aja skirt all I permak so skirt pants at the seamstress subscription nyokap me. I'm not a very naughty child, but I'm often curious. My curiosity was often a problem and I was eventually punished.

As stupid as I am, I cannot jump into a ravine full of fire just out of curiosity. My curiosity is also not that high to do reckless things not clear like that.

Once, I was invited to join the brawl. The bias for skul children to occasionally jotos only because of differences of opinion, or just to prove the school who is better. I'm coming, of course. Although my girl likes to fight, especially if the fight is free. Hit left, kick right, punch here and there. Anyway, free-moving hands and feet hit him flat.

Unfortunately, I was very, very unlucky, was I the one who was unlucky again. My opponent brought a club of iron and he hit me from behind. Very sissy, time hit from behind and hide that.

I was taken to the hospital. Obviously, my head was bleeding when I wasn't taken to the hospital. Ortu I came and when I realized, nagging nyokap I welcome.

"Please turn on the light dong, ma. It's this dark," I said, cutting my words with a soft voice. I just woke up, so it's still limp and doesn't have much energy.

"Don't joke, Mel. It's still late afternoon, dark from where?!" reply I was upset.

"Ohh, mama knows. You just don't want to hear your mom talk, do you?" continue to catch me fast.

"Sore? Why is it so dark, ma? Ma, ma, Melody can't see anything, ma," I started to panic.

I started fussing and panicking. "Doctor, call the doctor, pa. Hurry along!" peekik nyokap me.

I heard the sound of footsteps rushing away, I was sure it was my footsteps. "Swimming, Mel. Soon you will be examined, this may be the effect of the wound you get. Mama hope it is temporary," he said to calm me who is chaotic with all the possibilities that I believe I am experiencing now.

The doctor's explanation made me speechless, my lips twinkling a cynical smile. Have you ever thought about the things that accompanied you all this time suddenly disappeared so aja. That's how I feel now. All the colors that I used to see so easily, are now ripped away and leave only one color, black. My life changed, I was depressed and I blamed myself.

I don't care about my leg being broken either. I finally accompanied me to therapy twice a week, so I could walk again. When I was talking about my problem to the doctor, I chose to wait in the hospital garden. Surely I need a nurse's help to get to this place.

It was at this park that the beginning of everything began, someone came up to me and invited me to talk. "Hi, can you come sit here, can't you?" tanyanya politely.

I nodded in agreement, rarely anyone invited me to talk first since I was blind like this. "No problem" I replied.

"Lo-gue, it's okay, right?" tanyanya further. I nodded in agreement.

"Lo's feet hurt?" he asked slowly, sounding doubtful, maybe he felt bad to ask.

I nodded once more. "My eyes hurt too" I replied lightly.

"Sorry" he said slowly.

"It's okay, only occasionally sometimes I'm sorry why I can do this," I muttered softly. Of course I'm sorry, if I knew I wouldn't do anything weird and be a home kid.

"Sorry, but don't let you fall. What has happened will not be changed, yes just accept it with sincerity. Sorry if the effect I really know like gini, he-he," a wise speech that I just heard this time. He also seems to be the same age as me.

"Look down, I'm not that bad, really. Fortunately, I have someone who gives me support.

"Eh, yes. We haven't met, I'm Karma. Lu?"

"Melody," I replied with a faint smile.

Starting from there I and Karma so often meet, every time we meet we will tell each other this and that. It's pretty exciting and makes me forget that I'm a cripple.

One day, Karma said that maybe he'd find it hard to see me again. He had to stay in his room and was not allowed to go out. I agree, every time I ask him what he is sick, he must divert the conversation or grimacing is not clear without answering.

If I come to bring the news that I have been waiting for, I have a donor and maybe I will be able to squirm again. Of course, I made a promise with Karma that he should be the first person I see when I open my eyes. Karma didn't answer and just broke my hair, that was the last time I saw him.

The day of my surgery arrived, honestly I was scared, but I ventured. I want to see how my new friend looks, a friend who always gives encouragement and encouragement for me to keep moving forward.

A few days later, the bandage in my eye was opened. I'm so deg-deg'an, I swear. "Ma, pa, the color's back. Melody can squirm again," I said gratefully. I cried so hard. I gratefully and thank you so many times.

"Ma, where's Temen Melody? The Karma? who often nemenin Melodi waiting for the mama, you know," I asked excitedly.

"Your friend just left me a letter, baby. But the letter was not brought, mom stayed home. Later if you have just read back, yes," reply me without staring at me. I frowned but nodded but I just said yes. The doctor also said that my eyes should not be too tired first, can not read too much and there are still many that I can not do.