Love Two Colors

25

The sun already showed her face, but you're a girl

still sleeping quietly.

“excuse me, father, mother, visit first yes bu.” A doctor

the man who handled alisa said kindly.

“emmmhh..” alisa moaning. The doctor is still checking

his circumstances. Check the response of alisa eyes that are already open to light.

Everything seems fine.

“who's your name ?” Ask the doctor. Reckon

the impact on his head was quite harsh back then.

“alisa.” Alisa is confused. He seemed to think for a moment

before answering her doubtfully, the doctor caught alisa's hesitation.

“how old are you?” Ask the doctor again. Alisa is back

think, then shake.

“what do you remember last time ?” the doctor is still

digging alisa's memory.

Alisa's gaze circulated sweeping the room then she shook her head

slow down.

“you know them ?” Ask the doctor to show all the contents

chamber.

Alisa is trying to remember them.

“mama, dad.” Answer alisa slowly. He stared at Ali for a long time.

Makes ali's heart beat faster. “plis alisa, this is my brother lo.”

Jerit ali in the heart.

“hmmm... brother ?” Alisa asked, frowning.

“iya, sa, I'm lo's brother. Abang ali's. I'm.” Answer ali

shed tears. How could Alisa forget her brother that every day

always crying over her.

“but my brother's tears used to be expensive. How come this one is cengeng ?”

Ask alisa plain. Making Ali's sad face turn sullen instantly.

“what was the last time you remembered ?” the doctor is still

inquiring. Alisa shook her head slowly making the doctor inhale.

“ Rest yes, do not be forced to remember, slowly

only, later you will definitely be able to remember everything.” The doctor said again. All

alisa's description has been recorded by sister Namira. Yes, the sister continues to accompany

alisa treatment. The doctor then said goodbye.

“lo not want me, sa ?” Ask ridho. Alisa examines the face

ridho then shook his head.

“kalo us ?” Ask aan and ardi.

“he. Hesitant. Sorry, I don't want.” Answer alisa

smile awkwardly.

“kok can yes, whereas almost every day, every meet

we are the ones being tortured. How can not inget ya.” Aan said to ardi.

“boong times lo yes, sa.” Ardi said he couldn't believe it. Old people

alisa immediately approached, they were very moved by alisa's recovery.

“lo, also definitely do not want the same I.” Sam smiled

approaching alisa who was in the arms of her mother. Sam stretched

hand

“hai, I'm sam.” Sam introduced himself.

“alisa.” Sahut alisa's. For the second time they

get acquainted.

……………………..

The day changed, now Alisa has returned home

since a week ago. Sometimes he still complains of headaches, and when

the headache came, and his memory also returned. Today is the day

everyone was home Sunday.

“alisa, breakfast first, abis that you take medicine !” exclaim mama

from the dining room.

“iya, ma.” Sahut alisa's. He immediately stepped onto the dining table at

the whole family is waiting for him as usual.

“ma, alisa hair when her length yes ?” alisa rubs

his bald head is decorated with sutures about 7cm. the place where the doctor

sew up his wound and stop the bleeding.

Mama alisa sighed, she slightly forced a smile.

“patience yes dear, later also your hair grows again.” Entertain the mama.completed

eating alisa helps her mama clean the dining table without asking

on his cell phone nightstand, there was a phone call from a friend named ilham.

“halo.” Sapa alisa's.

“assalamualaikum, sa. Usually greetings, now so be it

hello ?” Ask inspiration. I think I still don't know what happened to Alisa.

“oh, yes. Sorry, I forgot.” Alisa is confused.

“you go anywhere, say really long. There's no news

any more. I'll pick you up ? aisah wants to go to an orphanage, she wants to read a story

make kids there.” Bring ilham. Alisa bit her lips she hesitated

at the same time embarrassed by his current condition.

“emm, i…. I´m…. I am at home.” Answer alisa.

“why mbak ?”a voice sounded disappointed at the end

telephones.

“aduh..!” alisa suddenly returned to complain. mama alisa who

hearing immediately run over, as soon as possible he kept the phone away

from alisa's ear.

“you, don't play hp first, sa. Your condition is not too

healthful. Here's the cell phone. Don't phone first, chat only, sa.” Said his mama

while taking the phone that has not been turned off. Throwing slowly upwards

mattress and immediately sit alisa on the edge of the bed.

“you've taken his medicine ?” Ask her mom again.

“already, ma” replied alisa.

“why, ma ?” Ask alisa's father who just cleaned up

after gardening behind the house.

“alisa pain again her head.” Answer mama alisa

“what do we take for treatment again yes, well ?” Ask mama alisa.

“but the doctor said so his reaction, ma every

alisa remembered something, or forced herself to remember something, must be the head

it will feel a little pain.” Alisa's father reminded.

“take a break first. Until this medicine is finished

not healed yet, we take it to the hospital again, yes.” Connect again. Mama

alisa just nodded.

“ali aja, ma nemenin alisa.” said ali who came in

into alisa's room. At the end of her parents alisa came out of alisa's room, new

they were about to close the door of the living room, the mothers of the troupe

the complex that was rhyming together has come. Not to forget, the hand

they brought her to visit Alisa.

“assalamaicum.” His voice sounded compact like an alloy

the sound.

“waalaikum greetings. Uh there are mamak local studies lines

hard.” Canda pak suwardi chuckled.

“alah, sir this cardi, can aja nyindir his.” Jeng amira

cut the lips.

“how is bu rosa, her alisa state ?” Ask mak intan no

patient.

“Alhamdulillah is better, let's bu, come on please

enter, alisa again in the same room ali.” Miss rosa, mama alisa let them

amiably. Mak intan, jeng amira and the anis are bashful about meeting

alisa's father immediately set foot into alisa's room.

“sa, this is our neighbor who looked at you.” Said his mother,

alisa then sat down by leaning against the pillow. See the coming troupe

mothers, ali was immediately out of the room on the grounds of rattling a motorcycle in the garage.

Very lazy to see the mothers nyinyir complex her house, dear, her,

the mothers of the turah lambe are close friends of his own mother.

“huhuhuhuhuhu…!!! About alisaaa..” Mak intan direct

wailing with his lebai. Making alisa instantly blink in shock with a voice

jarring mak intan.

“astaghfirullah.” His words are in the heart.

Hi-hi reading. The author's condition is less fit, understand

in the autho area is raining heavily to floods on some streets.

Sorry, if the update may not have been much or not interesting, because

find ideas when sick is hard bestie. But more so than just a hard forget

reyhan, let alone good reyhan. Hehe, joking reyhan. Repeatedly the author has given

thank you to those who took the time to read

this author's work. Thank you all for that.