Lara's Frame

Who's Nama?

I'm trying to sit on this bed. Tired of having to lie down constantly. Suddenly, the stranger man and woman came back to the room I was in.

"Are you light, sweetie?" ask the beautiful woman. Maybe, he's old. However, his face did not age as much as his age.

"Udah, Ma." I called her 'Mama'. At first I hesitated, to call him that. Because, judging from the faces of the two of them, I have absolutely no resemblance to them. Their westernized faces. Beautiful and handsome. While me? If you feel it already knows that my face is not beautiful, but ugly and dull.

"So what did the doctor say to you?"

"The doctor said, my condition has begun to improve, Ma," said I who made the look of his face so excited. I don't know, why is he so happy, if I call him 'Ma'? Is that right, she's not my mama? When viewed from his affection earlier, like the love of a real mother. "By the way, why can't I remember anything?" This is the question I wanted to ask you earlier. The doctor said nothing to me but that word.

Tech... Tech...

Only the sound of a wall clock ticking was heard in this room. I don't know why the atmosphere became this quiet. Did you and Mom not want to tell me?

"You have amnesia, dear" said the father in a small tone. Maybe papa is afraid, if I will not accept with this memory loss disease. Oh, my God, Pa. I don't really. I'll accept whatever happens to me. Because maybe, it was my own fault or I was destined to be like this.

"Ooo!" relaxed said. I want to show my mom and dad that I can accept all of this. But, there's one question I've wanted to ask again since. "Whatever my name is, Pa?" I asked papa that, because papa was the one who answered my question about the disease I suffered. However, instantly the atmosphere came back again in silence. I hate this mood. An atmosphere where both my parents were awkward to answer my questions. "Why shut up, Pa, Ma?" I asked back, melting this slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Oh. Your name is Kayla, honey." Finally, my mother answered my question as well. "Kayla Amanda Ferrour."

I still can't believe my name is so good for a face like this. Mom is really good at making names.

"Kaila? Good name for it." I smile sweetly at my mom and dad. Thank you for giving me such a good name, even though I don't remember how the pastor baptized my name. "If papa's name and mama's?" Perhaps, the names of papa and mama are also beautiful, so my name can be so beautiful.

"Father's name, Kevin Ferrour, if your mother's name is Keysa Samitha Ferrour." Their names are good. I was thinking, why is every last name of ours Ferrour? Maybe it was a family name.

But, let me ask you. I know my prediction was wrong. "Ma, Pa, why is our last name Ferrour?"

"Because Ferrour is our surname. Papa you're a native of France who moved here. Well, Ferrour's name is Papa's surname. Mama added Ferrour's name, because it's an obligation in your papa's family, honey," explained the mother who has made me understand a little.

God, I am so grateful that when I woke up from the nightmare, my parents had welcomed me cheerfully. In fact, I am grateful for the name that God gave to my parents.

Tock.... Tock.... Tock....

"You want to get out of this hospital, right?" asked the mother who still forced me to eat this despicable food.

"Ga wants to, Ma. Kayla doesn't like it. Amused to know," I said spoiled to mama. Just a few porridge that I swallowed, it has managed to make me shudder. How not? The porridge that came in always tickled my throat.

"Come, Honey. One more bribe" said the mother pleading.

Ah, that's the sharpness that mama took out from earlier. 'one bribe only'. But from then on I swallowed it. However, my mother asked me again to eat him one more bribe. Just keep going.. until the porridge runs out I eat because of the word 'one more bribe'.

"From that moment, Mama said, one more bribe. But this is the fourth bribe, Ma!" I tried to protest. My mom just laughed.

"Yes, already. Then this time papa's asking."

Ah papa, please help your beautiful son. Don't follow mama.

"Three more bribes, yes, dear," said papa pleading. Papa put on his cute face. It's a shame how the expression of the man we saw cool suddenly put on a cute expression made-up. Thought that.... Like I'd like to vomit to see it. Haha... Sorry papa, just kidding me 'kok.

Okay, back to topic.

What's?! Three more bribes? Papa is really heart. Don't know what? Those three mouthfuls were the same as me finishing all that porridge. Ah. papa is cruel.

"Ga wants to, ah." I refused papa's request. I really don't know how I feel.

'Ah, papa and mama are evil, ' my mind is cursing.

However, the faces of papa and mama immediately looked sad. I felt sorry and sinful towards them.

"Yes already is. I ate," I said, instantly making them smile. Huh! Really good acting, Ma, Pa.

"Oh yeah...." Mama thrust that spoon at me. I was forced to open my mouth which I should have wanted to lock tightly and I threw the key into the got, so it could not be taken again, because I know how it smells got, right?

"Makep.., mama's son is very smart." Mama kissed me gently on my forehead and hugged me gently when the porridge was gone I swallowed because of the sharpness of the two of them. Papa also hugged me and ruffled my hair, making my hair even messier.