Lutfi Gilang's

Lutfi Gilang's
28. I'm Sick



i


I'm ill. Probably because of the drop. From the beginning I was like this, if there was an excess of problems that disturbed my mind and heart, my condition must be this way, this.


So the afternoon, after I reached the boarding house with the help of Ateg, Gyan, and some other friends, I called my father to ask to be picked up.


Then the two of them also helped me clean up my equipment while continuing to reverberate me who was helpless at the time, just lying limp.


I don't know how long later my dad picked me up in the car, said the father was a rental car, there was a driver as well.


Then I was pulled into the car, and sat at the back with my father lying on his thigh.


I really don't remember everything that happened back then. My eyes became more blurry than usual, my head also felt dizzy and very heavy, while the body was limp. All I remember, the scarf from Gilang kept coiling around my neck.


A distinctive smell from him, enough to give me extra strength. Although slightly. In fact, I feel all these wounds because of it. Because he lied to me about not going to Jakarta. Because he ignored me and left with another woman. Because he let me get scolded and slapped by that lecherous Kelvin. Because he let me get late in my pain.


After I got home, I was told by the doctor Ma's mom who my dad called to check on me in my room. But I refused, I was reluctant with the infusion needle. I just need word from Gilang and an explanation of what happened before.


I really wish I had seen it wrong. That'sallthatis. Maybe it will make me feel better.


Because I refused to be hospitalized, the doctor gave Dad the license he used for the next three days. That means, during that time I will be quiet at home until Saturday.


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ii


On the third day of my illness, after Friday prayers, my classmates visited me, and Kelvin joined in. I painstakingly moved towards the living room with the help of my Mamah. There, I sat on a pillow on the sofa.


One by one they loved me. When Kelvin's turn came, I was a little surprised to see his face battered. I actually think it's worth it. Maybe the residents or who knows who beat him for daring to hurt a woman, especially me. But, I don't really care.


He greeted me, prayed that I would heal quickly and prostrated to apologize. I just let him behave as he pleases, I don't want any business. Just looking the other way.


“So gini Fi, Gilang already left school yesterday.”


I was surprised to hear that. Actually I was wondering why he hadn't contacted me until this moment. But never mind, he chose to leave me and go with another woman.


Anyway, I don't want any more business with Gilang, he scratched the most grievous wound in my heart.


“For him, he nyamperin Kelvin, keep slapping Kelvin until it falls. Exactly what you rasain at that time.” added Arya with regret.


I looked towards Kelvin, his head bowing with regret. “Yes, I'm really sorry I did that to you. I'm really sorry.”


I nodded, still feeling lazy with that person.


Gyan wanted to talk but was cut by Kelvin.


“Let me clearin.”


Finally Gyan.


“Slapped it, it does hurt. But getting the curse, it hurts a lot more. After fighting with Gilang, I became aware, if the feeling could not be forced.”


“Oh.” I said cynically.


“The name is also a guy, yes do not accept if digituin.” timpal Arya.


“Oh.” I said still cynical.


Aryan's face turned sour.


I don't care. He's just as evil as Kelvin, making Gilang look bad. Even though he is bad.


Uh! I'm very upset. So upset made my head more dizzy, and nauseous. So fed up with Gilang's arbitrary behavior.


He approached me but still wanted to go on the road with another woman. What kind of man is that?!


“Gini, I explained from the beginning.” said Gyan.


Maybe he felt more uncomfortable with their presence. Well then, thank goodness. I also hope the three of them leave soon. But, I don't mind if Gyan stays. It's just, I still want to be alone, not disturbed like this.


“For him, Gilang came and kept his feet on the table Kelvin. Well, Kelvin did not accept, continue nyamperin Gilang while abstaining. Keep slapping Kelvin until he falls,”


“Nubruk table also.” added Arya as if mocked Kelvin.


“Shut! People are also mengelejelasin.” said Gyan.


Arya chuckled and apologized.


“Abis it, Kelvin wants to reply, but is held the same Arya. Well, already, it's your turn, tuh.” said Gyan explained.


“OK. I tried to divorce, because Gilang wanted to hit again or something. Uh, apparently, he just stayed in front of us. Yes, ga, Vin?”


Kelvin nodded in agreement, but I could see his expression was truly regretful.


“Oh.” I said indifferently. I don't care about their explanation. I don't care what happens to Gilang or Kelvin or anyone else. Because they don't care about me either. So, what do I care for?


“His Kelvin hit Gilang, but got hit. In fact, none of them got hit.” said Arya spirit.


I was shocked actually, but when I remembered Gilang had joined silat, so I believed.


“Well, abis it, Gilang screaming in the field.” Gyan nambahin's.


“Oh.” I said.


I saw Gyan swallow his saliva and his face also turned sour.


“He said, I'm a loser.” Kelvin said.


“Hmmm I muttered.


“He also said, if all the men who usually make girls sick, men are losers.” he added.


“Yes, dengerin, tuh!” timpal Gyan asked me to agree.


He's really mean!


Only PDKT, he has incised injuries like this, especially later after dating? Especially if you are married? Ahhh! I'm sure he'll just keep doing the same. All men are the same: Selfish!


Don't want the girl close to another guy, uh, she just seems to be near other girls, even their same way. Fair, huh?!


“I, really sorry, I promise I won't repeat.” Kelvin answers.


“Ya.” I said ketus.


Silent. The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. For me it's better, they can go home now.


But suddenly Arya came back talking, making me uncomfortable. “Oya, Gilang also said, if, do not force girls to love you, especially with violence. But help him, keep trying to make him happy, although, tuh, girl does not want to be with you.” said Arya.


“Ya.” I answered.


“He is also gebukin Kelvin.” he added quickly.


“Ya.”


“Lost also dragged to BP.”


“Ya.”


“He's almost out of.”


“Ya.”


“She also said that I was a jerk.” Arya added as if not to be ignored.


“Emang.”


Suddenly Arya stood up against me. “Listen, yes, we're here to apologize. Don't keep going, why?!”


I looked disgusted at him. “You mean me?”


Kelvin got up, pulled Arya's hand and forced her to sit down. I saw his face was very angry.


Actually I heard the air conveying the voice of Gilang: “I'm glad to see you happy. Although we are not a couple though, but I will still make you happy.”


I looked towards Kelvin. The bruise on his face was quite severe.


It seems like I have to let go of all the pain I feel because of it. After all, he had already gotten a decent reply from Gilang. And most importantly, Kelvin seemed to really regret his actions.


But, all this pain is not easy to forget, even though I was sincere with what he did at that time. Still, paper that has been squeezed to small can never be tidied up until it returns to how it was, it will still be clearly visible scratches.


“Fi, please, give us a chance to fix it.” Kelvin said very slowly.


“Udah abis second chance because earlier.” replied I was angry.


Arya was getting irritated, her eyes full of anger. Then, he excuse me to come out, maybe to get some fresh air. Then Kelvin followed him.


Let's just say it has nothing to do with me. If she hates me, yes, let it be. I don't need a model friend like him either.


“Fi,” greet Gyan shaking.


“Ya.” I answered quickly.


“Sorry to them, yes.” pinta Gyan while stroking my hand.


I turned my eyes the other way.


“Fi...” call Gyan. I know, his tone was full of fear. “Mafin, yes? That was three days ago.”


I looked at Gyan's eyes.


Three days ago you said? You don't know, Yan. During that time, I was very tortured. That three days, Kelvin and Arya just came to apologize today! What did they do before? Intentionally make me like this? Not yet added Gilang who has no news.


Those three days may be for you, or for them or anyone else is a short time to forget the pain that has passed. But not for me!


Those three days, it was a very long time for me to be locked up in a torture chamber. My tears keep flowing! My heart is in pain! And no one cares.


My parents, they just meant me to eat and drink so much that they could make me strong. Reluctant! I don't need to eat or drink to be healthy, but this liver medicine. I need Gilang's explanation, I don't need you or anyone to represent him.


Then, the two of them, Arya and Kelvin, just came once to apologize, it's directly my meaning to be ordinary again, crazy huh?! I don't have a heart, what?!


I don't feel my tears flowing. Gyan immediately hugged me and stroked my shoulder. Trying to give me peace.


Immediately I took off my embrace and wiped my face.


“Udahlah, Yan. I want to own.”


“Ta-but, Fi...” says Gyan full of doubts.


“Please, Yan.” my door.


Immediately I got up and limped towards the room, letting them off just like that.


I don't care anymore, I don't want to know. The arrival of Arya and Kelvin actually reminds me of the previous wound. Especially today, Arya's attitude that forced me, far more disgusted me, to be very nauseous.


Oya, I have not said, if my special class, the sick student can only be 3 people, and it must come the third day. But, yesterday, on Thursday, Ateg and all the classmates, including Bu Yuni came to the house, except for Kelvin, Arya and Gyan, do not know why, I also forgot the name.


Unfortunately, back then, I could only stand still, lying limp without being able to respond to their sentences.


Yeah, at least today, I'm much more.


From behind the curtains—the separation between the living room and the middle room—I saw Gyan rise up and took both bags belonging to Arya and Kelvin who have not returned until now. On his face I could see regret, disappointment in him for not being able to make me feel better.


I let him go, then lay down on my bed while staring at the white scarf Gilang gave me.