I'm You And He

30. Grief for Gita

Stop, Gita. Just decide on a guy like that. No responsibility." Omel brother Imel when delivering warm tea for me.

Brother Imel's nagging makes me dizzy. Though I just told you that I didn't come home because the place I was staying at was being renovated. Yeah, the time I stayed at Ronal's. Had the mind to want to feel the same as them, but there is even ngerepotin. I've had enough trouble for the Siti family.

"Your parents know?" Ask brother Imel.

"What?" Ask me back

"On this incident." Said Imel.

"Yet. Don't let them know. Poor mama ngurusin Opa stroke. Poor papa who takes care of opa companies that are in trouble. If I tell them more of the burden of their minds." I explained to Brother Imel.

"And brother don't bucket." My threat.

"What's the problem?" Brother Imel seems to be starting to kepo.

"Yes, about the old one. I thought they forgot, so I got kicked out again." I clearly.

"Until you get battered like this! Ckckck. Not humane." Said Imel while shaking his head.

"I'm sure someone doesn't like it when you go home." Added again.

I don't understand either. For sure I am disappointed in Ronal, no visit though, but not just any news. He said he couldn't live without me. You men!

The same concern I just bang Ed doang. The siti? I haven't seen him since I went to the puskesmas. Did I go back to Sukasari, yes.

I honestly miss you, Ronal. Your smile, your silliness, O Allah I want to return to Sukasari. But I'm scared. Geez why my bucin is framed.

I just opened a message from bang Ed.

"Where are you, Gita.?" Send a message from bang Ed.

"In the house of the brother." My reply

"Why don't you share with mom?" Ask.

"When I was at the hospital I didn't see you either. Are you angry with me?"

No answer from Ed. Fix them mad because I made their house broken. I'll try to replace it with my own money.

"Hello!" My greeting to bang Ed.

I see her phone number is still active. But there's no sound there.

"Yes, I don't want to say I'm off the phone." My threat.

"Eeeeee, I just wanted to talk. Ronal is sick." Story bang Ed.

Be ill. Any timing? I think I'm easy to fool, yeah. Follow me ah, prank them.

"What pain?" Much

"Tropicangent malarindu pain" said bang Ed.

I laugh. There is just, your behavior.

"Tell him, hopefully get well soon." Reply relax.

"He wants to see you, Git."

"Where do you want to meet, bang? Wake up can't!" My complaint.

"Here send your address!"

"Dikira Sukasari same Sarolangun near kali, yes."

"If love, Jakarta also feels close."

"Yes.iya ... I'll send you the address." I'm fucking glued up. Than they were reckless.

My eyes glanced at the figure of the man standing in front of the house. OMG! So he called just now knowing my address. Fuck up!

I tried to cuek. But I can't, my eyes are still focused on that figure, yes Ronal. As if looking at me, he gave his best smile.Is that really him? Is it just my hallucination? Come on, Gita, you're just a dream. You miss him, Git, so your eyesight is a shame. I returned the street lyrics, but it was no longer visible. Ah, it's just me.

Eyang Amay house is located in the middle of the market. There used to be a grocery store owned by Eyang. But since he died, no one has continued his business. Once in use mama to open food stalls such as lontong, nasi ujuk and gado-gado. Pretty rame, from the results of the sale that can finance college. Even though you can actually ask for funds to Opa, but you are not a person who likes to ask his parents.

" Gita, let's go to the doctor again, yes." said Sarah's brother Imel.

Brother Sarah is the one who occupies this house. Sister Sarah works in the local government office, single parent status. I remember Sarah's sister Jutek at all mama. Brother Sarah often told mama, free children rich people but do not use the money. Even so, sister Sarah is actually a good person. The proof is he often love me jajan if I occasionally return to Sarolangun.

I opened a mysterious chat.

"You want to know who Nature really is" the sender wrote.

Now I'm lazy to talk about that guy. Who never showed me the trunk of his nose. I ignored the message, but the SMS was back in.

"Why? you scared?"

Duh, this is who the hell. Disturb me. I keep my phone on the bedside table. Brother Sarah came to get me a wheelchair. The vow! I can't move my legs.

During the trip Sarah nagged me.

"You are that, huh? already know the people there ngusir you. Still coming there." The omel.

"Sorry, brother. I also don't think it's gonna happen again."

"Tante Lia knows not." The mirror is still putting on a jutek face.

I'm shaking. Where might I tell Mama, can rampage her later.

"Must know! Do not habitually sniff out your own problems. If there's anything with you."

I saw Brother Sarah open HP. Oh no! Don't let it go, he's talking to Mama and Papa.

"Hello, kang! Today I'm off, 'yes, send me to the doctor." Call Sarah's sister.

Thankfully, he didn't call Mama and Papa.

Arrive at the internal medicine clinic. I checked, I saw a wrinkle stroke from the doctor. Wrinkles as if there was a problem with my leg bones.

"It looks like you'll be long in this chair. Your leg bones are shifting. I'm sorry to know why it's like this?"

"I was in a motorcycle accident, doc." my dear

"Masa? But I see your feet are like torture victims."

"Ah, doctors mostly watch movies. Yes, not doc. I just had a motorcycle accident." I'm still evasive.

"Yes, that's it. This is a prescription for foot pain relief. But I suggest you check in a major hospital for further treatment. Get well soon, brother."

Whaaat! I'll be long in this chair! It means I'll be disabled. God, this is the problem! I don't want a disability!

After the doctor, I got a lecture back from Sarah's sister.

"Already, Gita. This can't be allowed. Including criminal acts." The omel.

My mind is far away. If I'm disabled, Ronal still wants me.

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My eyes opened to see a crying figure clutching me. Mama! Why is he here? isn't he guarding Opa? Am I dreaming?

"Gita, why are you like this, son?" My mom when I saw me wake up.

"Mama? When's mama arriving?" I was surprised to see my mom at home with Amay's eyes.

"Last night. Mama's here with Papa."

It must be Sarah's sister who's been ngabbing them. Brother Sarah cannot be compromised.

"This afternoon we go home to Jakarta, son." take Mama.

"Ta .. but, ma?"

"You must not argue! you don't go back there anymore either! let Papa do your case! it's criminal, son."

"Where is it, ma?" Much

"There's a bottom. This afternoon he's going to the police station."

"Well, aren't we going home?"

"Mama and you came home.Papa here solved your case."

"I don't want to go home, ma. I also want to see the progress of the case. My things are still at Siti's house."

Mama still doesn't flinch. He kept pushing me back to Jakarta.