Monster Labile

Parallel World

This Friday I can only lie asleep in my sleeping bed, today I can not intern because of my heart disease recurred again, as a result I can only rest at home. My family doesn't know about this, it's only natural that they think I'm exhausted. Earlier I apologized to my intern Fahmi for not being able to help him this Friday due to illness. Too bad I can't help him, the anxiety and upset that I can only bring into my sleep "I hope next month can be full presence" said my determination in sleep.

Dark I felt myself 2 times dreaming, and now this is the third time I woke up from my bed half conscious and could not hear anything, walking towards the living room, I was startled as my body turned and saw the figure of the head glancing at me from under the origin of my room, its figure was like a human being peeking at it. A still blurry look knew I had thrown a book at the figure, he avoided it. And I was surprised when the figure showed himself "mama" I said gently, I went up to him and wondered since when and why he had come home. I could only be happy that my mother had come home, so I asked her why she was in my room, she took me under my high bed and saw the reason why she was there.

After the incident I went to the bathroom, when in the kitchen room I saw my grandmother, my sister and you know? My brother where? Oh yes he was at work I also continued my steps to the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower my grandmother told me to throw something away, I agreed and then my grandmother took me to my room. My grandmother showed me something outside the window right opposite to Abdi's house, I saw through the window what she meant and I was confused what it was, and I was confused what it was, a red painted wood and a strange shape like a small M inverted and in the middle of the bottom there is one more line, similar to the shape of a cactus. What is that thing I said in my heart and since when does it exist. My grandmother went back to the kitchen room after me, and I was packing with my mother, I was surprised that my mother had taken a bath, wrapped in a white towel from the chest to the middle of the thighs, her hair was short black and her face was still pretty, I started to open up the subject, when you want to go home, I said calmly and thought in my mind to keep the answer to a question that was certain that the answer was tomorrow or tonight, but I was surprised when the answer was broken by her soft voice "still a long time" she said with a small smile reminding me back with my feelings of affection for my mother who I had long brackets. I'm glad to be matchless through my little expression like someone who has solved one repeat, I went to my mother's room and opened the wardrobe, I picked a nice shirt and got, uh, a black shirt with a picture of the brand volcom, after I reached the shirt earlier. I was silent.. realized..why is my body low??

I woke up to my mother's dream, I saw light from my window vents, green light, brown and white.Green from the leaves of the bark, brown from some of her dead leaves and white from the sky, the atmosphere is different after dreaming of my mother. Oh? Apparently I'm still alive, I think I'm dead and in a parallel world said I smiled wryly, true this is the real me, in this house there are only grandmothers, sisters, sisters, my sister and I. She was there with her new husband for us, I didn't mind, so much affection from my mother that was the right reason for me, I couldn't cry, I couldn't falter, I cannot depend too much, being strong is my only choice, but after dreaming I realized I had gone through many obstacles without both parents, nothing could calm me down when I was sad, I could only keep going, my eyes holding back tears, I could not cry. I lay down again and tried to interpret the dream I had just experienced. The talent to interpret things comes when I grow up yes but I can't continue to depend on it. About fifteen minutes I can only interpret 1 of the two celebrations, namely parental affection, kaliantau all this time I always harbored that feeling in order to move forward and until now I could fight alone but I forgot the hard work of parents and love, but I forgot the hard work of parents and love, I am grateful that God has given me that dream, with my current condition, maybe I can improve my new character..