HEIRS OF THE ADJIERAN SMITH (Tale of the Heirs )

MEMORY LEFT (VAL’s Pov) #2

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I was remembering – remember, the incident I had since yesterday I woke up that I felt woke up from sleep. I was in a coma for about six months.

That's what my family told me. Can't believe? .. Sure is!

Because of the memory that stuck before I woke up that he said was from the coma, I was in a room on my family's yacht.

But I was in a coma.

And why, I don't know.

Other than no one discussing why I was in a coma, I often forget to ask about it.

Because when I remember to ask, there are only my family who first say, ask or discuss something, even joke.

From the beginning of waking up has been made amazed by the expression of my family who look blue and drenched in tears, which is probably because they are happy yes, when I woke up from my – coma.

Want to ask a lot, but hampered with a dry feeling – pain and heat in my esophagus. Besides I feel so weak. Then the question I wanted to ask was, then I forgot when there was Brother Celine who I heard her voice.

Where's sister Celine talking to my family. Then I was moved because I felt more discomfort in my esophagus.

And I forgot myself who wanted to ask about the thing I wanted to ask about earlier.

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Talk about ‘kupaan’.

After a few days of waking up from my coma, I slowly realized that I was being forgetful and unfocused.

Is the coma that absorbs the power in my brain so that it can decline like that huh?

Then slowly I remember – remember.

Most of it just popped into my brain, while I was still being observed by Sister Celine and her two assistants.

By undergoing several examinations and tests. Then my memory began to grow.

If I only remember being in my room, I remember what I went through before that.

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Then my memory slowly continued to the events of – events from the moment I heard the voice of Kak Tan – Tan who was like talking ketus to someone, until I heard Isha say that I woke up from a coma.

Remember that I asked which hospital I was in.

Which answer I can remember from Ares, who said I wasn't in the hospital.

Rather there is on his secret island Abang, which was purchased for Kak Drea. But from the time I bought it, you never wanted to take me to the island.

This also astonishes me.

I'm in a coma, but why was he taken to his secret island?

Shouldn't I be put in the hospital?

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Back to the matter of me being forgetful, then various pieces – pieces of events from before I entered my room on the cruise ship, until I woke up and said that I was actually aware of the coma.

Besides I remember the face – face full of tears and smiled shortly afterwards while blushing my name and peeping, brow, my head and cheeks - then Isha who said that I just woke up from a coma. I also remember asking where I was and Ares answered me.

And I also remember that Ares seemed to be telling me why I was in a coma, but he didn't continue. Then when I was about to ask, I felt my head being pierced.

For a moment, but it made me dizzy afterwards.

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The pain in my head that I sometimes feel makes me a little scared.

And the pain that also sometimes makes me no longer remember when there are things I heard a bit awkward and want me to ask about it.

I often daydream. Sometimes I do it unconsciously, and I just realized it's the end of this final –. Sometimes I feel sad when – arrives, with my heart hurting.

Then there's the emptiness that I feel at the same time as that.

Which I don't know why either.

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I feel something strange about me. Then a lot of awkwardness that I heard, and also I experienced after I woke up from my coma --which I still have difficulty believing anyway that I was in a coma.

But my family also will not play – play with such serious things as well anyway. So in the end I chose to believe that I had been in a coma for almost six months. And again, I don't know why until now.

My family never talked about it, and just when I remember wanting to ask it -- I was then distracted by something else. Then because I still feel weak and not fully feel my energy exists as a whole, I obey every word of my family. From undergoing various examinations in a room that is like a lab, to eating everything that is served to me, also taking vitamins that I regularly consume every day.

Which is why my obedience is fruitful, because I have shown enough significant progress in my physique. But that progress has not happened to my brain which I feel weak. Lolola.

And I hate that!

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Speaking of my physical condition, I slowly improved. My energy that I had felt lost had slowly regrouped in my body.

Well, although not fully recovered yet. Because I will feel dizzy if standing for long –, then limp.

So to go to the lab where I did the test in a tube, I was put in a wheelchair by my family.

But apart from that, I was able to sit myself in bed, then I woke up from sleep. You can eat alone without needing to be fed again.

Except shower.

I don't know why I'm not allowed to shower myself in the bathroom.

Though I would be worried if I was in a coma for six months, it means that during that time also I did not shower -- my body was filled with skin fungus.

Iyuuhhc ..

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Fortunately after I checked my hand, the condition was still smooth and clean and chewy. Kind of like baby's skin. I am so cute as a baby.

Hiya ..

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Well, just by using a wet towel anyway. And it was done on my bed.

And if according to the stories of my sisters, they were with the other women in my family, who took turns cleaning my body and changing my clothes every day.

On that basis, I believe that my body is cleaned very nicely. So even though I am in a coma, my body remains smooth, clean and awake. Like his skin is always like that.

And now I'm still cleaning my body in ways like. Still by using a towel moistened with warm water. Still helped by my family who are women in turn, but it makes a difference.

I will not allow those who clean my sensitive areas, because I will do it myself.

Even though they say it's been in the usual category they've done since I was in a coma -- making me feel embarrassed and unwell to them.

Although I will also be happy to do it, if this coma thing happens to one of my family members who sa – ngat I love it.

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In short, I obediently underwent an examination and carried out all the recommendations addressed to me for several days after I woke up from a coma. And during that -- - as I mentioned before, I heard and found some irregularities, which now I can remember – even though a piece of – a piece.

I woke up to see my family crying with a smile and then it was the first. Then, he said I was in a coma for about six months.

Then somehow I felt if I was being noticed from afar. Where sometimes, in my sleep I hear sayup – sayup there is someone talking near me. But when I opened my eyes, the voice I heard sayup – sayup before heading to consciousness was no longer heard.

And I felt that if there was someone near me while I was on my way to consciousness, did not find the thing when I opened my eyes. It's just that his slow voice made me not recognize who that person was.

It's just that, there's a masculine body fragrance that traces. And because the fragrant -- - in my opinion anyway, who was actually accompanying me who was asleep, was one of the – cool men in my family. But I really like the masculine fragrance of either type of perfume or what kind of soap it is. But obviously I like it a lot.

I don't know.

It was just soothing, making me want to hug the masculine fragrant owner who traces it.

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Back to the awkwardness I felt, where next I got a surprise that made me shocked.

All that continued when after the inspection, I would like to be invited to walk – streets outside the castle on Little Star Island.

Then I found Dad R, Papa Lucca and Kak Tan – Tan playing golf in the outer courtyard of the castle.

But I also saw one other man who from his stature from afar, I could not guess who.

And I'm sure it's not one of Daddy J, Daddy Boo – Boo or Rery and Aro. Moreover, my most muscular Dad. Poppas.

Which in the end yes it is, there is something I feel awkward besides I wonder. When I met the man face to face. A man whose face is foreign, but very handsome in my opinion. Even I thought I wanted to have a lover like him when I grew up, because the man's stature was in accordance with my wishes who wanted to have a lover who was much older than me.

But the man made me clumsy at once, because he was looking at me with a strange look - - a little bit so scared of me. Until then I no longer pay attention to the man, because Dad R sounded out.

Which is what he said is something I consider to be an awkwardness.

Knowing – knew Dad R asked me if I needed to be given space, while Dad R pointed at the handsome, foreign man to me.

Bizarrely.

Just saw it, but Dad R said that I needed a room with a handsome mature man, but his expression was sad.

Where the other oddity for me -- that I'm sorting right now, is when I see a little boy whose face looks a lot like that of Brother and Kak Drea.

But cute as I am.

Hehe ..

And before I knew who that cute boy was, I noticed some of my family members who were with me -- seemed riled up, while looking for Sister Celine.

So I was distracted from the cute boy who had asked me to talk with his lisp. And Papa Lucca carried him and took him away from me then.

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Then after that, another gaffe I got. Along with the shock I heard.

Those who said the one thing that surprised me so much said, I'm 18 now.

Which I do not believe very much, but there is some evidence that supports their words -- they show me.

Photo – photos that show the increase of my age from 14 years -- which I believe is 14 years old, to the time he said I was at this time.

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I really can't believe, even had time to think if my family was there – there.

And photos – photos that are only edits only.

Which in the end inevitably I believed I was 18 years old, when I saw my face in the reflection of the mirror.

The face I saw was completely different from the last I remembered. Although still beautiful.

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And now, six months have passed since I woke up from a coma. I am still adapting to the circumstances at the time I am living right now. My memory was still dead at fourteen years old, although I saw that my room was completely different from the interior when I was 14 when I returned to my family's mansion in London.

It's just that I felt an awkwardness again when I was in the room, when I noticed my –-lamat room with a different interior from the last I remember.

Which, the awkwardness I felt when I saw the photo – photos installed on the wall of my room, following the photo – photos displayed on the nightstand and buffet display, and, and on my study table.

Like there was a photo missing there, then--until now I feel, when I was sitting in a corner of the room to the balcony-I feel as if there is a dejavu. Then a strange feeling, along with a shadow appeared.

Shadow of a man.

What it feels like is not the – men in my family, nor the – men of other men I know.

And the end of this final – anyway, I often had strange dreams about a man. Which I don't know who, because in my dream it was just his voice that I heard.

But don't know -- why my heart feels, if the man in my dream that I can only hear his voice alone with the incident cut – -- the same as the man who often flashed his shadow figure if I was sitting alone in one corner room.

In fact, sometimes I feel the rest of his existence in every corner of the mansion I visited.

Who is he?

Real-----the guy was the forgotten part of the year – that I forgot it,  or are the shadows and dreams about her the effect of the coma I once had and creating a hallucination or even delusion?

Until I felt that I had a special relationship with the man who seemed to haunt me.

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To be continue ....