ME AND MY SISTER'S LOVE

CHAPTER 46

Mr. Abdul looked up at the young man lying on the bed in front of him. Looks slumbering and tired.

From the ID card and the letters I could find in the car, this guy had clear data.

It's also beneficial if he's amnesiac like this, so the accident won't be revealed.

But the doctor said it's only temporary amnesia, so it could be anytime his memory returns.

That could put my son in more danger.

What am I supposed to do ?

I'll take him to the police station, it'll be a trap for me.....

I left here, my son's ID card has already entered as a guarantor.

I sent him to the address he had on his ID card, I'm afraid his family will prolong this problem....

And I'm sure he's no ordinary guy...

From the things I saw in his car, including his own, it was all worth a fortune.

He must be a rich man.

It would be troublesome if the rich make trouble...

" Uuggh.... "

Ryuzaki. Slowly and surely, he began to open his eyes. Finding Mr. Abdul smiling at him, he was relieved. Realizing that he doesn't remember anything, Ryuzaki is frightened and anxious. So the figure of Mr. Abdul who is still at his side, makes him feel not alone.

" sir.... "

Ryuzaki said as he edged to sit down.

Immediately Mr. Abdul helped him.

" thank you.... "

Ryuzaki said with a deep smile.

Mr. Abdul replied with a smile.

" The doctor said you can go home tomorrow. Just because there is amnesia, the doctor asks you to check-up every three days. "

" Oh.all right... "

" Oh yeah. This, there's all these letters in this bag. I found this in your car. Complete, ID card and some other letters. And there's one ticket, a destination to Japan. In your name. "

Mr. Abdul handed a black and yellow backpack to Ryuzaki's lap. Ryuzaki unzipped the bag. One by one the release of the letters referred to by Mr. Abdul before.

" Aargh... "

His head hurt like it was being stabbed. Just because he saw a ticket and his ID.

" Do not be forced to remember. Let your memory return on its own. "

Mr. Abdul said softly.

" Yes, sir.... "

Follow him with a clean.

Like a flying bee with a buzzing sound inside its head, Ryuzaki felt dizzy.

" Tomorrow, come home first.... Until you're really ready to go home. "

Finally, Mr. Abdul did not have the heart, and intended to take care of Ryuzaki during the healing process. Ryuzaki who was currently feeling did not know what to do next, immediately sumringah.

" Ahh, thank you.... Really thanks. But, sirs... What is ngerepotin ? "

" No... No, son.... Just relax, yeah. Itung-itung nemenin. It just so happened that my father lived alone. "

" Oh that .... Father's family ? "

" Wife has long died. His only son was a freight driver. Rarely home. He's not married, so yeah... Go home if you want. "

" Oh... "

And the chatter continued into the night, until the time of Mr. Abdul say goodbye home. Want to tidy up and prepare a place for the next Ryuzaki occupied the next day.

For three weeks he was in a coma and woke up in a state of amnesia, leaving Ryuzaki temporarily paralyzed.

Mr. Abdul patiently helped him to get back on his feet. He also painstakingly takes Ryuzaki when he has to undergo therapy for his body and memory.

Sometimes, there was a piece of memory dancing around in his head, but it gave him a headache all day. Ryuzaki tries to react to it more casually. Like not wanting to rush to find who he really is.

Ryuzaki is increasingly comfortable with the warmth given by Mr. Abdul. Even without calculation, Ryuzaki is the one who often spends money on their daily needs.

The phone is destroyed, it can't be repaired. The chip on his card is broken, but Ryuzaki feels calm without his cellphone. Several times, Mr. Abdul suggested buying a new one, but Ryuzaki was not interested.

Living his days with Mr. Abdul, makes it feel like a vacation. He felt, for some reason, his amnesia made him want to forget something.

That's why he doesn't love the money, providing for both of them, Ryuzaki routinely withdraws his money from the bank once a week. He does not remember his ATM piin, so Ryuzaki would not want to withdraw cash through a nearby bank branch. This made Abdul feel even more guilty.

" Kiddo. Is there any memory of you too.... Mm, is there anything you can remember ? "

Mr. Abdul asked as the two were spending time fishing in public fishing.

" I don't know, sir.... I don't think too much about that. "

Ryuzaki answered lazily.

Same question this week.

I'm bored....

Can't you just shut up and not ask the same thing many times like this ?

DEEGG !!

Mr. Abdul's question made Ryuzaki flinch.

My wife ?

My kid ?

Is that girl ?

The one who suddenly likes to appear is in a piece of my memory ?

Which one is my wife ?

There are two girls....

Sometimes they appear together, sometimes at different times....

" Ouch, my head..... "

Ryuzaki complains while holding his head that hurts. It was like a heavy object hit his head.

" Do you still like pain, son ? "

Ask Abdul attentively.

" Yes.... "

Ryuzaki Sahut.

" We'd better cut it out. You need to rest... "

Said Mr. Abdul, who was worried about Ryuzaki's condition.

" No, sir. No papa.... Continue aja. We've only been here a minute.... "

" Sure that it's okay ? "

" Yes.....Father, don't worry. "

Ryuzaki tries to get Mr. Abdul not to worry about him.

Well.. ever since I was said to be in a coma for three weeks, I've been here three months.

Maybe it's time I came back.

Where did I start, huh ?

Ticket to Japan ?

Then I got there, who did I call ?

My phone and simcard are destroyed.

But that ticket must have expired...

The address on the ID card can be the first one I trace first.

Then, when I get there, what should I do ?

Introduce yourself and say I'm amnesiac ?

Ah, at least ngajak Pak Abdul aja yes...

He was more able to explain my situation, because he found me when the accident was....

Ryuzaki smiled slightly.

Mr. Abdul who had seen his little smile, began to feel upset.

Yeah, he's been living with me for three months.

For almost four months he had no news of his family.

Looking at the letters that were on him when Rizky took him, he must be the one who intends to travel or something...

My guess is, he wants to travel.

That's probably why his family didn't know him.

His car was ringsek was immediately loaded with the same engine Rizky that day.

Hopefully, he doesn't remember the accident.

If he has to remember later, I hope he will forgive my son's mistakes.

To this day, Rizky has not dared to go home...

" Sir, let's have lunch... "

Suddenly Ryuzaki patted Mr. Abdul on the shoulder slowly, but hard enough to break his daydream. Mr. Abdul turned his head and tried to overcome his shock by quickly smiling.

" Are you hungry, son ? "

Ask Mr. Abdul.

" Yes, I'm hungry.... Let's take a break in the end-fishing hut here. "

" Oh yeah, we haven't had coffee either... Haha... "

" Haha.....Right, it's not coffee in the middle of the day, it feels less alive sir.... "

" right... "

And while chatting, the two men of different generations leave while the fishing gear and step together to the place Ryuzaki is referring to.